Manhunt (Sequel to Bechloe - Chicago was a mistake)

Chapter 20 - My Hero

The author's note at the top is there because that's what I was going to have at the end of the previous chapter but the twin advised me to not. So I put it here instead.

Author's Note:
Okay I'm sorry. I did warn you to get tissues though to be fair. Although this chapter is a tad shorter than the other I did write it in like a couple days to be fair. This isn't the end, you gotta give me more credit than that. C'mon, if Roan can survive a bullet to his heart in the 100 where they have got decent sanitation or medical equipment compared to a hospital, well long story short have hope. For real though, I am sorry. I know a lot of you are normal human beings with normal emotions so feel free to call me a bitch. I'm just not and I'm going through some stuff. My emotions portray in and affect this. I'd say hope you enjoy but you're probably more likely to want to slap me so...
~ Sophie

Beca's POV

I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I knew exactly who it was.
"Is it just me or is it really cold in here?"
"No, it's not that cold."
"Chloe, I can't see."
"That might be because of my hands." There was a moment of silence between us. "Why do you always have to play the hero Becs?"
"Look, the kid asked for it and you know she's one of my other weaknesses."
"Other?"
"Yes Beale. Now stop chancing the subject and stop turning the ac up." I'd spent the entire day attempting to paint Bella's room at our house. Being her aunties and the best babysitters around she spent a lot of time with us. We had a pretty big house too so she could have her own room. She'd asked to have some cartoon animals on the walls and I wanted to give it a shot. I loved artsy projects and I could always paint over it if she didn't like it. As for the situation with my fiancée, well we had a slight disagreement about the thermostat. She grew up in Florida so was used to low temperatures inside while I must've been born cold-blooded. Me and the cold did not match.

Once I'd finished painting I headed to the balcony in Chloe and I's room. I liked watched the clouds float across the sky. That's when my fiancée had come up behind me and surprised me. I'm not sure why she stuck with the habit of putting her hands over my eyes but for some reason she did. Her hands had moved up to my face after first wrapping around my waist. "So Beale, soon to be Mitchell, why am I not allowed to see."
"Well, Mitchell, soon to be Beale, you're gonna have to trust me for this."
"Okay." I felt fabric replace her hands before her fingertips dragged down my arms. Her hands laced with mine as she pulled me away from the ledge.

I felt the cool air hit my arms again as her hands landed on my waist. We hadn't walked far when she'd stopped me. I could hear her breathing close to my ear and soon there was a small kiss left on my neck. "If you keep going like this we aren't gonna leave the bedroom." She giggled but still we didn't start moving again. Her touch left me but was soon replaced by a cool chain on my neck. I heard the clip before a necklace was lying against my skin. "What does it say?"
"There's three different charms. One is a little blue jewel in a heart, there is a little semi colon on another and the final one says, 'The rest is still unwritten.'"
"What's the occasion?"
"Can't I just celebrate my fiancée?"
"The last time we celebrated anything it was after the incident and we both proposed on the same night."
"I remember. You'd finally finished physio and got down on one knee. It was your first show back and that's how you opened it."
"Yeah Chlo, and you were going to propose at the end. I just beat you to it. Dare I say the first time I came first?"

Her laughter continued to encourage the smile on my face.
"Whatever you wanna believe."
"If you don't show me this surprise or whatever soon I'll prove it to you right now." I heard the sharp intake of breath when I leaned back away from her ear, she was definitely considering it. Instead of getting what I wanted she finally led me out of the room. My clothes and face still had paint all over them but I guess that didn't matter too much. I heard the dogs following us and couldn't help but laugh a little as Chloe stopped me at the top of the stairs so they could go down first. I never thought I'd see the day where I had all this. Bella was now 10 and us being completely awesome wasn't the only reason she loved coming round.