Disclaimer: I own nothing. The lyrics are from 'Red' by Taylor Swift.

A/N: I Imagined the song, "Red" as being the cover done by Tyler Ward in this fic.


Chapter Thirteen

Beca woke up to find a second blanket covering her and a fully clothed Chloe sitting at nearby tree writing in a notebook. The moonlight caught the girl perfectly and Beca took a moment to take in the redhead's beauty.

"I can feel you staring at me," Chloe smiled, not taking her eyes off what she was doing.

"You went to the car?" Beca asked as she moved to get dressed. Her clothes had been folded and were waiting for her in a neat pile.

Chloe's eyes strayed away from what she was writing and fell onto Beca's naked form. She smiled as she watched the woman getting dressed. "Yes. I also walked around. We shared a bunk bed right? You slept on the top because you said there was more privacy there."

"But it didn't stop you from climbing up there whenever you wanted," Beca said with a smile as she pulled on her jeans. "What are you writing?"

"A song I've been working on. It's done now," Chloe said, happily.

"Can I read it?" Beca pulled on her shirt and moved to sit beside Chloe.

"I'll do you one better." Chloe kissed Beca once she was settled down beside her. "I'll sing it to you."

Loving her is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street.
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin ending so suddenly.
Loving her is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall.
Like the colors in autumn so bright just before they lose it all.

Beca smiled as the words flowed beautifully from Chloe, striking at her heart. Chloe returned the smile as she continued to sing. Loving Beca made her feel free. Their relationship was still new and it left her unsure of certain things but she was still excited at the prospect of what they could become. Even if she wanted to turn back, it was too late. Beca had her heart.

Losing her was blue like I'd never known.
Missing her was dark grey all alone.
Forgetting her was like trying to know somebody you never met.
But loving her was red.
Loving her was red.

The day Chloe's parents ripped Beca from her life was a pain Chloe had never experienced before and she missed her everyday until she eventually allowed the brunette to slip from her mind, but thinking about it, she never really forgot about Beca. Small things throughout life always made her stop and feel a sense of familiarity and she now knew why. Beca had always been in her heart.

Touching her was like realizing all you ever wanted

was right there in front of you.
Memorizing her was as easy as knowing all the

words to your old favorite song.
Fighting with her was like trying to solve a crossword

and realizing there's no right answer.
Regretting her was like wishing you never found out

that love could be that strong.

Tonight had been amazing and while Beca slept, Chloe had taken the time to admire the brunette. She had trailed her fingers gently along Beca's face as she enjoyed the quiet moment. The connection she shared with Beca was rare and something she never wanted to lose again.

Losing her was blue like I'd never known.
Missing her was dark grey all alone.
Forgetting her was like trying to know somebody you never met.
But loving her was red.
Red.

Remembering her comes in flashbacks and echoes.
Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
But moving on from her is impossible
When I still see it all in my head.
Red.

Chloe had thought, briefly, that maybe she should just let it all go. She still couldn't remember everything and she thought it was time to leave the past in the past and start anew with Beca but it was impossible to ignore the small things that sparked a new memory within her and really, she wanted to remember every single detail about her time with Beca.

Chloe finished singing and looked at Beca who had tears in her eyes. She smiled and wiped the tears that managed to escape. "Don't cry."

"That was really beautiful," Beca said, softly. She wiped away her tears and rolled her eyes at herself. "This stays between us, right? You won't tell anyone a mess I became when you sang me that song?"

Chloe smiled and kissed Beca on the lips. "Just Aubrey. You have this reputation of being this bad ass music producer and you're really just a softie. It's cute."

"Cute?" Beca groaned.

"Cute in a bad ass way," Chloe kissed Beca again. "So you liked the song?"

"It reduced me to tears," Beca pointed out. "I loved it." Beca took a deep breath as she became serious. "So that's how you feel about me?"

Chloe nodded. "I..." Was it too soon to say those words? She basically told her in the song that she loved her so it should be okay to say it now, right?

Beca could see Chloe's internal battle with herself. She smiled and took the redhead by the hand. "I love you too."

Chloe's eyes widened. "Really?"

Beca laughed at the reaction. "Really. How could I not love someone as amazing as you?"

Chloe wrapped her arms around Beca in a tight hug before giving her a kiss.

Once the kiss ended, Beca stood up, pulling Chloe with her. "So you want your new album to be about us?"

Chloe nodded. "I want it to be a story. Finding you, losing you, finding you again. I already have a name for the album."

"Yeah?" Beca asked. "What is it?"

"Remembering her comes in flashbacks and echoes," Chloe replied.

Beca grinned. "Fitting."

"I thought so," Chloe agreed.

"It's perfect." Beca kissed Chloe on the cheek. "Let's head to the hotel. "

"Hold on." Chloe pulled her hand from Beca's. "Give me your keys."

Beca frowned but did as she was told. She watched as Chloe located her pocket knife that dangled from her keychain and moved over to the tree they had just been at. She smiled when the redhead began to carve a heart onto the tree followed by their initials.

"Now I'm ready," Chloe said, happily, moving back over to Beca and lacing their fingers together once again.


Beca was sitting in her usual studio with Jesse and Amy. She had told them about her night, choosing to leave out the part where she had sex with Chloe in the woods. She wasn't one for discussing things like that.

"Look at you being all romantic," Jesse grinned, happy that his friend had worked things out with Chloe. He had never seen her this happy over a woman before.

"Wait, let's back up real quick," Amy said. "You said you two fell asleep outside. What'd you two do that made you tired? You had to have gotten laid. You did, didn't you?"

Beca felt herself becoming red at the blonde's words. "What does that matter?"

Jesse laughed. "You totally had sex in the woods."

Beca rolled her eyes. "It was romantic."

"And drafty, I'm sure," Amy added. "My cousin had sex on a beach once. He did not see those crabs coming."

Jesse made a face. "He got attacked by crabs?"

"No, the girl he was with had them," Amy clarified.

Beca shook her head with a small laugh. "Anyway, I'm meeting her parents next week. I'm beyond nervous."

"You're willing to meet her parents?" Jesse was surprised.

Beca sighed. "Yeah, they want to meet me. Chloe's trying to mend her relationship with them."

"But won't that be awkward?" Amy asked.

"I'm sure it will be but I'll endure it for Chloe."

Chloe entered the studio during Beca's last few words. "Endure what for me?" She bent down and kissed her girlfriend on the cheek.

"Nothing," Beca replied, quickly.

Jesse stood up, offering Chloe his chair. She thanked him and sat down before looking at Beca. "What were you three talking about?"

"How super awkward it'll be for Beca to meet your parents after all the drama they caused," Amy answered.

"We were just leaving." Jesse grabbed Amy by the hand and pulled her with him out of the studio.

Chloe looked at Beca with a small smile. "You really don't have to meet my parents. I totally understand why you wouldn't want to."

"No, it's fine. I'll meet them. I'm just... unsure of how it'll all go. I mean..." Beca let out a breath. "They didn't treat you right and they took you away from me. I'm already not a fan and I know that's horrible to say but I promise to show up at their house with an open-mind."

"And that's all I ask of you. They've changed and I believe them when they say they regret their actions. The dinner I'm having alone with them and my brother tonight will get all the awkwardness out of the way and we'll talk a lot of things out so next week will just be them meeting my amazing girlfriend.

Beca grinned. "Amazing, huh?"

Chloe nodded. "Definitely amazing."

"Flattery will get you everywhere." Beca leaned in to kiss Chloe but the redhead pulled away.

"Behave. We have work to do. Work now, play later," she winked at the brunette.

Beca leaned in and pecked Chloe on the lips. "All right, let's get to work."


One week later...

Beca approached Chloe's parents' house feeling more than a little nervous. Why had she agreed to this again? Oh, right. To make Chloe happy.

Chloe rang the doorbell and then looked at Beca. "You okay there?"

Beca nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just feel like my heart's going to give out. No big."

Chloe chuckled and bumped Beca's shoulder with her own. "Thanks for coming. It means a lot to me. And don't worry. Aubrey will be here soon. She talks a lot. You won't have to say much."

Beca smiled. "I like making you happy so if that means meeting your parents, then I'll go through with it. Besides, I'm already at the front door. It's too late for me to run."

The door opened and Beca contemplated whether or not it was too late to fake an illness after everything she had just said.

Mrs. Beale hugged her daughter and then looked at Beca. "You must be Beca."

"I am," Beca nodded. "It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Beale."

"Call me Laura and it's nice to meet you too." Mrs. Beale stepped aside to let her daughter and Beca in.

Mr. Beale approached the foyer and hugged his daughter before greeting Beca with a handshake. "Chloe has always had great things to say about you. I'm sure you know what happened twelve years ago."

Beca nodded. "I do."

"We're sorry," Mr. Beale said. "We were foolish back then. We just want our daughter to be happy and when she talks about you, we can tell that's exactly what she is."

Mrs. Beale nodded her agreement. "I hope you can forgive us for separating you two from each other. We were wrong."

"We both want the same thing." Beca looked from Mr. Beale to his wife. "We want Chloe to be happy. With a similar goal like that, I think we'll get along just fine."

Mr. Beale smiled at Beca. "I think you're right."

Chloe smiled brightly at how things were going. She seriously had the best girlfriend. She expected things to be strained at first but her parents had started with a much needed apology to Beca and it seemed like the brunette wasn't going to hold a grudge. She didn't have anything to worry about.

"Did you need help setting the table?" Beca asked.

Mrs. Beale looked pleased at the brunette's offer to help. "You're a guest. Don't worry about it. Go relax in the living room. We'll call you when we're ready for you. It won't be long."

Mr. And Mrs. Beale headed back into the kitchen and Chloe pulled Beca into the living room.

"You're the best," Chloe said, placing a kiss on Beca's cheek before sitting down on the couch.

"I'm aware," Beca joked.

The doorbell rang and Chloe stood back up. "That must be Aubrey. I'll be right back." She headed to the front door and pulled it open to find her best friend standing there with two bottles of wine.

Aubrey held up the bottles. "I thought we might need it to make it through dinner."

"Dinner might actually go over pretty well," Chloe said.

"Yeah?" Aubrey smiled. "Beca survived meeting your parents?"

Chloe nodded with a huge smile. "It's going better than I thought it would. My parents are being great and Beca... Beca's fantastic. She's-,"

"Definitely getting laid tonight," Aubrey finished, amused. "You say her name and you're practically swooning. You two make me sick."

Chloe laughed. "Sorry."

"No, I'm happy for you. We should definitely drink in celebration. You're working things out with your parents and you've found your dream girl. Life is good."

"Life is definitely good," Chloe agreed.