Pitch Perfect One-Shots

Chapter LXIV - Bechloe: Nightmare

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"Ah!" Beca cried out as she fell off of Fergus's yacht.

The brunette fell into the water with blood surrounding her. Beca and the Bellas had just performed Toxic and the brunette was in the stages of jumping off the yacht with Fat Amy by her side when she got shot in the back by one of Fergus's bodyguards. Beca fell into the water and was knocked unconscious.

"BECA!" Chloe screamed and swam over to her girlfriend. "BECA!" Chloe turned the woman onto her back where she got shot. "Beca baby, keep your eyes open!"

"Chloe..." Beca coughed, just managing to wake up.

"Up here!" A police officer in a boat called out to the redhead.

Before Chloe could react properly and get Beca onto the boat, several police officers jumped into the water and grabbed Beca. Chloe scrambled into the boat with her girlfriend with the help of the police officers.

"Get us to land now!" One officer said to the driver. "We've got a civilian down here!"

"On it!"

The driver took off immediately and Chloe had to hold on tightly so she didn't fall out of the boat. Beca felt like she was dying. Her back ached, she was weak, and she was freezing. She lost a lot of blood in a small amount of time.

"C, Ch, Chloe..." Beca mumbled.

"I'm here, Becs," Chloe took Beca's hand and kissed it.

"I... I love you..."

"I love you, too, baby. You're going to be okay. We're on our way to the hospital right now."

"I... I love you so much..."

"No, we're not doing this right now, Beca, okay? You're going to be just fine. I promise."

"Chloe..." Beca's eyes got heavy.

"No, no, no! Stay awake, Becs! I know you're sore and tired but you need to stay awake!"

"Chloe..." Beca tried her hardest to keep her eyes open but the pain in her back was too much, causing her eyes to fall shut.

"BECA!"

~

Pacing back and forth in the waiting room, Chloe was petrified. Beca had been taken into theatre straight away. Doctors and nurses swarmed the brunette, getting her ready for surgery the best they could whilst she was unconscious. Chloe had never seen a more terrifying sight. The Bellas went straight to the hospital once they were examined, dried, and changed into dry clothes. They brought Chloe a new set of clothes, which she was grateful for. The Bellas were all anxious about Beca. They all were scared but stayed strong for Chloe, who needed as much support as she could get.

"She'll be okay, Chloe," Aubrey said, soothing a hand over Chloe's back while she cried.

"I can't lose her, Bree... She's my life. We didn't go through so much together only for it to end. We were gonna get married, buy a house, settle down, and have kids. We were going to have it all. I can't lose my dreams."

"I know it's hard but you need to stay strong now more than ever. Beca would want you to be strong for her. We all need to stay strong right now."

"I... I can't lose her, Aubrey..." Chloe sobbed.

"She may be small but she's tough, Chlo," Fat Amy spoke, sitting on the other side of the redhead.

"Miss Beale?"

Chloe's head shot up when the doctor approached her.

"Yes?" Chloe was quick on her feet as were the rest of the Bellas.

"She's in her room. We tried..."

Chloe's blood went cold.

"No... No... NO!"

"Miss Beale-"

"NO!" Chloe pushed past the doctor and raced down the hall.

"Chloe!" Aubrey called out.

Chloe didn't stop. She was too busy running down the halls of the hospital to get to Beca's room where she saw the brunette lying in bed motionless.

"Beca!" Chloe fell to her girlfriend's side and sobbed hard into her chest. "Beca..."

~

"AH!" Beca exclaimed as she jolted awake.

"Becs?" Chloe sat up quickly and saw her wife sitting up in a cold sweat as she panted. "Did you have another nightmare?"

Beca nodded.

"What about?"

"That night... that night we were kidnapped and I got shot... I thought I was going to die..." Beca quickly entered the stages of hyperventilation.

"Shh, babe, shh... It's okay..." Chloe scooted in next to her wife and rubbed her back, feeling the scar from her surgery under her shirt. "You're okay now, babe. You're safe. I promise."

"Mommy? Mama?" Five-year-old Ann Mitchell opened Beca and Chloe's bedroom door, startled by the noise.

"Come here, baby," Chloe said. "Mama had a nightmare and needs some cuddles."

"Okay." Ann walked over to the bed and climbed up in her teddy bear onesie and put her arms around her mother as did Chloe.

"Lie down, babe," Chloe said, easing Beca down.

Beca closed her eyes and sighed, relaxing in her wife and daughter's embrace.

"You're okay, mama," said Ann.

"I am now." Beca rolled onto her side and hugged her daughter while Chloe spooned her wife and kissed her shoulder.

Beca kissed her daughter's head and began to drift back to sleep, feeling safe and content in their arms.