Pitch Perfect One-Shots

Chapter L - Bechloe: Loss

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"I'm so happy!" Chloe wrapped her arms around her wife tightly.

Months and months of trying had finally paid off and Beca was now pregnant with their second child. The brunette was seven weeks pregnant and was healthy. They already had a ten-year-old son, Noah, but they wanted another one. They weren't sure if they were able to since Beca had trouble falling pregnant in the past and Chloe was unable to carry children but that didn't stop them from trying to have kids. They wanted to be a family so nothing was going to stop them.

"I'm so proud of you..." Chloe sniffed, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Thanks, babe," Beca blinked back her tears the best she could.

The couple were sitting on the bed together with Beca's pregnancy test in front of them that was positive. They had waited so long to have another baby and it felt so unreal that it was actually happening.

"Do you think Noah will be excited to have a little buddy?" Beca asked, pulling away from her wife and wiping her tears away.

"I don't see why he wouldn't. I know he gets lonely. I mean, he's got friends but I bet he wishes he had a little sister or brother to play with."

"Well, do you think we should go and find out?"

Chloe smiled happily and kissed Beca's lips. "I think we should."

Beca took Chloe's hand and walked out of their bedroom, down the hall, and into their son's room where he was playing with his toys on the floor. Noah was the apple of his mother's eyes. He had dark, brown hair like Beca's and bright, blue eyes like Chloe's. Everyone knew that he was going to be a looker when he grew up.

"Hey, bud!" Beca greeted.

"Hey, mama," he replied, not taking his eyes off of his toys.

"What are you playing?"

"Cops and robbers."

"Really? Sounds cool! Listen, mommy and I have something to tell you."

"What?"

"Put your toys down, baby," Chloe told him softly. "This is big news."

Noah did as told and looked up at his mothers who were now sat on his bed.

"Are you ready?" Beca asked him.

"Ah huh," he nodded.

"I'm pregnant."

"Pregnant?" He frowned.

"You're going to be a big brother!"

"Huh?"

"You're going to have a little sister or brother, baby," Chloe explained. "Mommy's carrying a baby inside of her."

Noah's face fell as he looked at his mothers. He kept looking at them until he began to cry. Beca and Chloe looked at each other worriedly.

"What's wrong, baby?" Chloe asked.

"I... I don't want a little sister or brother..." he sobbed. "I don't want one!"

"Buddy, it's okay," Beca reassured him. "It'll be great to have a little friend."

"No!" He yelled. "I don't want one!" He kicked his toys angrily.

"Noah!" Chloe snapped.

"I don't want one! Take it back! I don't want it!"

"Noah, stop it!" Chloe ordered.