The Doctor and The DJ

Chapter: 14

Beca looked at Chloe expectantly when she entered the hospital room after running some tests on her. "Give it to me straight doc. Am I just the unluckiest person in the world?"

Chloe smiled and placed a kiss on Beca's cheek. "Your fever is already going down and your symptoms of rejection have already alleviated with the medication you were given. You just have to add a new pill to your daily intake to keep your immune system from rejecting the heart. You're going to be fine."

Beca felt the tension leave her body. "I wasn't expecting that. I was expecting to have to set up camp here for the rest of my short life or something."

"You have a long life now and you won't have to live out of a hospital," Chloe assured her. "You will however have to spend the night here so we can monitor you."

Beca groaned. "I really feel fine now."

Chloe smirked and shook her head. "Your definition of fine is probably way different than mine."

"I'm feeling back handspring fine," Beca clarified.

Chloe rolled her eyes but a smile played at her lips. "You shouldn't be attempting back handsprings anytime soon. And don't worry, I'll have Amy in here to keep you company."

Beca frowned. "Amy keeps asking if she can practice sutures on me."

"She's just kidding... I hope." Chloe frowned as she thought about it. "Okay, maybe not Amy. Jesse will be here soon anyway. He just left to get you your laptop so you can make your sick beats." Chloe smiled proudly. "See what I did there?"

Beca laughed. "Sick beats... and we're in a hospital. Yeah, that was... creative. You should become a standup comedian. The world is missing out on your wit."

Chloe glared at the redhead and kissed her. "Shut up. So I have a favor to ask you."

"I don't know what I can do from a hospital bed but fire away," Beca said.

"My parents are coming into town and-,"

Beca frowned and placed her hand on her chest.

Chloe's smile fell. "What's wrong?"

Beca rubbed her chest. "I think it was the word parents and the thought that you might want me to meet them."

Chloe rolled her eyes and lightly slapped her girlfriend on the shoulder. "You're an ass."

Beca laughed. "I'm sorry. It was too good of an opportunity to pass up, but seriously, if you're asking me to meet you parents, I might pray for heart failure."

"That's not funny. You're not funny. What's wrong with you meeting my parents?"

"Absolutely nothing... except for the fact that they might hate me."

"They won't hate you," Chloe assured Beca. "They're not even staying long. They're passing through next week so they want to stop by to visit."

Beca could tell that her girlfriend really wanted this to happen and the redhead had gone to her family gathering after all. "Okay, I'll be thrown to the wolves. They know my history, right? Maybe that'll persuade your dad not to threaten me with his shotgun."

"Don't be silly. He doesn't carry his shotgun around. He'll have his pistol."

"Oh, that makes me feel so much better," Beca said, sarcastically.