"I love you." She whispered after kissing Chloe on the cheek.

"Mm, I love you too." The redhead murmured in a raspy voice before she rolled over, that way Beca could wrap her arms around her, which is exactly what she did.

The brunette smiled as she pulled Chloe closer to her and wrapped her arm around the redhead's waist, letting it rest comfortably on her baby bump

"Chlo, you here?" Beca shouted out as soon as she walked in the front door.

"In bed." The redhead shouted back, causing Beca to frown and start making her way upstairs.

"What's wrong, baby? Do you need anything?" She asked, immediately picking up her concerned voice.

"No, I'm fine. Mini Mitchell just feels like making mommy feel like crap today, but that's okay, I love him anyways." She smiled softly from her spot on the bed, with an ice pack over her eyes.

"Him?" Beca asked as she pulled off her shoes and jeans before jumping into her favorite sweats and sitting on their bed, starting to rub Chloe's feet.

"I just hate saying 'the baby' or 'it' or switching back and forth between he or she, so I just chose one. I do feel like it's a boy though, but who knows." The redhead responded, lifting the ice pack off her face so she could look at Beca.

"Did you want to find out?" Beca asked as she leaned down and placed a kiss on the redhead's semi exposed belly.

"I don't know. Part of me does just so we can settle on a pronoun when we're talking about him, but it would also be nice to be surprised. What do you think?" Chloe asked, grabbing Beca's hand and intertwining their fingers.

"I think we should find out." The brunette kissed Chloe's hand and smiled at her, "I would love to know if I'm going to have a little redheaded boy or girl to love."

"Babe, I hate to burst your bubble, but red hair is recessive and we chose a donor who had brown hair, like yours, so our kids are most likely going to be brunettes." Chloe chuckled when she saw Beca's pout.

"That was incredibly rude, Mrs. Mitchell, you just crushed my dreams." Beca said playfully as she leaned forward to place a soft kiss on her wife's lips.

"Uh, I just feel nauseated all the time. It is not particularly enjoyable." The redhead said, breaking the kiss and placing the ice pack back over her eyes.

Beca patted her thigh sympathetically before she stood up to go turn on Chloe's favorite mix lightly in the background. The brunette then she climbed onto their bed and scooted closer to Chloe.

"Come here." She whispered softly, taking the ice pack off of the redhead's face so she could see.

Beca opened her arms and Chloe smiled before she scooted forward more, welcoming the comforting embrace.

Chloe and Beca were both laying on their sides, with Chloe's head resting against Beca's chest as the brunette had her arms wrapped around her, rubbing her back soothingly.

3 hours later, Chloe woke up feeling a lot better; especially once she looked up and saw that her wife was now asleep and still holding her. She didn't want to disrupt anything, so she stayed there and closed her eyes, reveling in their closeness.

Half an hour later, she felt the brunette start to wake up as she unconsciously pulled Chloe closer to her, causing the redhead to smile.

The brunette kissed Chloe's forehead, causing her to sigh.

"Thank you, you always know how to make me feel better." Chloe said, raising her head to meet Beca's eyes.

"Well I'm glad. And I also read that cuddling leads to an oxytocin release, which can help with the headaches and nausea. But I mostly just love holding you." The brunette winked at the woman in front of her, who had a huge smile on her face.

"Did the badass DJ Mitch just fess up to reading baby books?" Chloe asked, semi-shocked.

"She did because she's not so much of a badass anymore." Beca joked as Chloe leaned forward to kiss her, "But yes, many famous artists have walked in on me reading up on baby stuff in the studio."

"That's adorable. I'm glad that you're reading some stuff about it. And I would love to cuddle with you whenever. I love you."

"I love you, too." Beca tucked some hair behind Chloe's ear before she leaned forward and left a soft kiss on her lips, "Now how about I make you and the munchkin something to eat?"

"Yes, please. That sounds amazing."

Three days later, Beca had gone out of town at the last minute to fly to New York so she could work with a new artist in her label's New York office, leaving Chloe home alone for 5 days.

She had wanted to decline, but Chloe told her to go now, before the baby is born, because she knew that the brunette wouldn't want to go to New York once their baby was born.

Chloe had just sat down to lunch with some of her fellow teachers when she got a text from her wife, causing her to smile brightly.

I should've just stolen your ring for this week, this is getting ridiculous.

So I could look like a non-married, knocked up person? No thanks. I'm sorry, Bec. Just go buy a super cheap ring just for the week.

Yeah I guess. She replied and Chloe could practically hear the sullen tone of her voice as she read it.

I miss you. Was the message that followed a few seconds after, causing Chloe to frown slightly.

I miss you too, babe, but try to have some fun this week!

I'll try. So are you gonna hang with Aubrey a lot this week?

I'll probably go hang out for a while, but I think I'll be having nightly movie marathons.

That'll be nice, babe. Alright, I need to get back to work. I love you, xoxo.

Love you too, I'll call you later, B.

The next night, Beca had called Chloe to check in on the redhead and see how everything was going.

"I think I'm gonna have to be here for a few extra days, I'm really sorry, Chlo." The brunette said sadly.

"That's fine, Beca, I know you have a lot of work to do." The redhead said, secretly disappointed because she figured that Beca would be missing their doctor's appointment.

"Do you remember the last time I was in New York?" The brunette asked, causing Chloe to smile happily.

"How could I forget?"

A few months ago, Beca had to fly out to New York for the week because the label was having trouble with an artist and it was easier to fix everything in person than over the phone.

Chloe had just pulled into their driveway when she pulled out her phone to call her wife.

She was smiling as the call was going through, but it quickly turned into a frown when she heard her wife answer the phone

"This is Beca Mitchell." Was how she started, which meant that she was preoccupied enough that she didn't check caller ID before answering.

"Hey-" Chloe started, only to be shut down by the sound of Beca arguing with someone, presumably the artist she was supposed to be working with.

"No, I told you, we're not adding that into the song! No, because the beats are all wrong and oh yeah, it's the worst idea ever! So no! Because I said so! Well you can take it to any other producer and I guarantee they'll say the same thing. Sure, go ask Jim down the hall! No, I don't need to go, I already know what he's going to say!" Chloe waited patiently for the argument to end, which it did as soon as Chloe heard a door slam in the background.

"Hello? Are you still there?" Beca asked, her voice still slightly annoyed.

"Im here, B." Chloe responded while grabbing a glass of water for herself.

"Chloe!" Beca said happily, all traces of annoyance leaving automatically.

"So I take it things aren't going so well in New York?"

"No, I'm about to strangle her, I don't care how many people love her. She is awful. Why did I think it was good idea to become a music producer?"

"I'm sorry, Bec. That really sucks."

"Yeah, it does, but that's fine. So how are you? I miss you like crazy." The brunette said solemnly into the phone, making Chloe's heart ache a little.

"I'm good. I miss you too, baby. I was just calling to see when you're coming home so I can pick you up from the airport."

"I'm so sorry, Chlo, but I don't think I'll be able to come back for at least another week. This artist is being a bigger bitch than I originally though."

Chloe frowned, sad that she had already been away from Beca for a week and would now have to go another week without seeing her wife.

"How about I come up for the weekend?" She suggested all of the sudden.

"Really? You want to do that?" Beca asked hopefully.

"Well yeah. I miss you, and New York is awesome, we would have a good time."

"That sounds amazing. I'll book everything for you."

The next day, Chloe was landing at the JFK Airport and walking through the terminal to the bag carousel, anxious to see her wife.

"Chlo!" The redhead heard, immediately turning around to be brought into strong hug by the petite brunette.

"I've missed you, Beca!" She responded, pulling back slightly from their hug so she could place a kiss on Beca's lips. The kiss started to get more heated before Chloe finally remembered where they were.

"How about we bring your stuff to the hotel and then grab some dinner?" Beca suggested as she picked up Chloe's bag for her.

"That sounds perfect." The redhead said, grabbing Beca's hand and walking with her to grab a taxi.

Hours later, they had grabbed dinner and were now walking around New York City, just enjoying each other's company when Chloe noticed that they were close to Lincoln Center, where they had won the ICCA finals years ago.

After pulling Beca in the right direction, they both stood outside of Lincoln Center, looking at where it all began for them.

"I can't believe that I kissed Jesse instead of you that day. Such a mistake, it was like kissing a brother." Beca said as she squeezed Chloe's hand.

"Yeah, but you got the girl in the end."

"That it did, and I can't tell you how happy I am that it did. I had feelings for you, but I tried to hide them, but after that bad kiss with Jesse, I didn't care anymore. I just wanted you to know." Beca said, turning Chloe so she was facing her, and kissed her lovingly.

"Well that's definitely a story you can tell our children one day. But you're going to have to wait a few years before he'll understand what you're saying." Chloe said with a smile.

Beca froze suddenly and turned to her wife, her face emotionless.

"Chlo?" She managed to get out.

"It worked, Beca. I'm pregnant!" The redhead said excitedly as she looked at the brunette who had tears forming in her eyes.

"Really?" The brunette asked, a few tears starting to fall.

The redhead simply smiled brightly and nodded before Beca launched herself into her arms, kissing the redhead with as much love as she could muster.

"That certainly was a great day." Chloe smiled, glad that they had taken a stroll down memory lane.

"I'm really glad you decided to come and tell me."

"I was so excited and I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I knew that I had to bring the happy news to you."

Beca was about to say something else when she saw the artist had walked back into the studio.

"Sorry, Chlo, I have to get back to work. I'll talk to you later, though. You have an appointment on Wednesday, right?" She asked as Chloe smiled on the other side of the phone.

"You remembered." She said happily.

"Of course I did. I'll come back Tuesday night then. I love you."

"I love you, too."