Chapter 4
Beca watched the video of Emily lifting her up while they bantered over the Christmas Tree Star. She could see the camera shaking slightly from Mrs. Junk's laughter, and rolled her eyes. 30 comments were on the video, and about 10 were on the photo of her asleep on top of Emily from the night before.
"That is the cutest thing I have ever seen."-Stacie Conrad.
"Beca never lets me lift her!" Chloe Beale.
"I'm sure Legacy has more control of her limbs than you do Chloe."-Aubrey Posen.
"Don't drop her Legacy! She's small!" Phat Amy.
"Beca Mitchel. Don't worry. I didn't drop her, Amy. 😊"-Emily Junk tagged Beca Mitchel in a photo.
"I'm sorry Beca. It was too cute not to get on record."-Kathrine Junk.
"Get it Legacy! It looks like those workouts have been coming in handy. You're welcome Shawshank"-Cynthia Rose.
"Awe. That's cute. We can use that move during a Bella's concert."-Florencia Fuentez.
"When you said you were being held hostage by a giant, and her mother. I almost didn't believe you. Merry Christmas Beca. Swing by when you are able to. Love you."-Dr. Mitchel.
"I am not a giant, Beca! I am average height! CR. Who is Shawshank?"-Emily Junk.
"Beca got arrested one time. We've called her Shawshank ever since."-Cynthia Rose.
"Emily. Whenever the roads clear up. You, and your mother are both welcome over for dinner too."-Dr. Mitchel.
"Thanks Dr. Mitchel! If Beca is okay with it. We will definitely be there!"-Emily Junk.
"This is too cute."-Lieutenant Charlie Junk.
"Adorable. Nice to unofficially meet you Beca Mitchel."-M.D., Jeffrey Junk.
"Emily! You have a brother!?"-Stacie Conrad.
"Don't even start Stacie!"-Emily Junk.
"And he's a doctor!?"-Chloe Beale.
"No!"-Emily Junk.
"I'm married. Sorry, ladies. My sister is Pre-med at Barden. FYI."-M.D., Jeffrey Junk.
"I haven't told anyone my major JJ. "-Emily Junk.
"That's just because all of you are too modest. Have fun you guys. I'm sorry we couldn't all be together this year!"-Allison Junk.
"Have you decided on an area of expertise yet?"-M.D., Jeffrey Junk.
"We can talk about it when we see each other again."-Emily Junk.
"You are in Med School!? Forget your brother!"-Stacie Conrad.
"Awe snap."-Cynthia Rose.
"You aren't my type Stacie. Besides. I'm already committed to someone, sorry. 😉"-Emily Junk.
"WHO!?"-Cynthia Rose.
"WHOOOOOO!? Emily!"-Chloe Beale.
"Beca got arrested?"-Emily Junk.
"I'm taking away your phone privileges Mrs. Junk."-Beca Mitchel.
"Again. You got arrested?"-Emily Junk.
"Public Battery, and Private Property Destruction."-Aubrey Posen.
"Thanks, Bree."-Beca Mitchel.
"We stayed up all night worrying about you that night. I retain rights to tell whoever I want."-Aubrey Posen.
"The guy deserved it."-Stacie Conrad.
"Totally."-Cynthia Rose.
"The window was just an innocent bystander."-Phat Amy.
Beca smiled at all the comments on the video. Switching over to the photo comments next.
"I'm so mad. We never cuddle Beca!"-Chloe Beale.
"We've cuddled before.."-Aubrey Posen.
"That's different."-Chloe Beale.
"Exactly….."-Aubrey Posen.
"What? Ohhh… Beca. We need to have a serious talk when we all get back."-Chloe Beale.
"Way to go Legacy."-Cynthia Rose.
"Mom…"-Emily Junk.
"It was too adorable not to share."-Kathrine Junk.
"It really is cute though. Beca only looks that nice when she's sleeping."-Stacie Conrad.
"Don't wake her up early in the mornings though. She bites."-Phat Amy.
"Hey! I'm not that bad in the morning."-Beca Mitchel.
"She actually woke me up."-Emily Junk.
Beca had finished talking to her dad, and walked back into the kitchen to see Emily sitting at the kitchen counter with her mom. They were laughing at something Emily had just said. Emily slid her a cup of coffee.
"Thanks." Beca smiled at the coffee happily.
"My mom says she sorry for invading your privacy. Although I don't think she really is." Emily laughed.
"It's alright. I didn't expect anything less. Mrs. J. You are welcome to any of the showers. If you want. Though, I would stay away from Amy's." Beca suggested.
"That's a great idea. I didn't get to shower yesterday. Which one is yours, Em?" Kathrine asked her daughter setting her dishes in the dishwasher.
"First floor. Second door on the left." Emily instructed.
"Thanks. Your plate is on the oven." Kathrine squeezed Beca's shoulder, and kissed Emily on the forehead as she walked towards the stares.
"Thank you." Beca pulled the plate over to sit beside Emily.
"So… You've been arrested?" Emily chuckled after her mother walked out.
"You're in med school?" Beca shot back.
"Fair enough. I guess there are still things we don't know about each other after last year." Emily smiled.
"You don't want to write music as a career?" Beca looked at her surprised.
"On the side yes. I don't intend to quit writing songs. I was in med school before I joined the Bella's." Emily explained.
"Why didn't you tell any of us? You have to be loaded with exams, and homework all the time." Beca laughed.
"I am… but So are you, and you make time for everyone." Emily shrugged.
"You think music is just a hobby too?" Beca looked down at her food forlornly.
"For me maybe, but definitely not for you. You have so much talent Beca. I could never do what you do, but if you ever need a song writer in your pocket. You know you have me." Emily implored with a laugh.
"You are more talented than you give yourself credit for Emily Junk. I'm going to kiss you now. Okay?" Beca had stood up, and turned Emily's chair towards her. She was stepped between Emily's legs putting her hands on the back of the taller girl's chair.
"Can I touch you this time?" Emily asked halting Beca's progress her hands hesitantly reaching out to Beca's sides.
"Yes. Just slow.. Okay?" Beca whispered.
"If you want me to stop. That's all you have to say." Emily promised.
"Okay." Beca closed the distance between them. Pulling herself up by Emily's shoulders to reach her lips. Emily ran her hands over Beca's hips gently. Emily moved a hand to Beca's jaw. Running a thumb over her chin. Beca's hands gripped her shirt tightly. When they pulled back Emily held Beca close enough to lean their foreheads together again while they both tried to catch their breath.
"Did someone hurt you? Are you scared of me?" Emily whispered, almost scared of the answer.
"No. Nothing like that. I'm just… New to this… Wanting to be touched by someone. Instead of it being expected of me to want that… I could never be scared of you, Emily Junk." Beca explained.
"No… I get it. I was just worried. Promise to tell me if anything makes you uncomfortable?" Emily suggested running her hands over Beca's back comfortingly.
"Oh. I'll let you know. Dr. Junk." Beca laughed kissing her again. Emily moved Beca's hair behind her ear. Emily laughed at how ridiculous the name sounded too.
"That will hopefully be me one day. The sad part is that there will be two Dr. Junk's. If we ever got married. You could be Beca Junk… Not that I'm saying we will." Emily laughed against Beca's lips.
"I think I like Emily Mitchel better. Dr. Mitchel sounds a lot better than Dr. Junk." Beca smiled widely.
"Yeah, but then I'd have the same name as your dad…" Emily, and Beca both grimaced.
"Rebecca Junk it is, then." Beca chuckled. Emily initiated the next kiss. Beca responded immediately. It was the first kiss Emily had initiated between the two of them. She followed Emily's lead. Moving a hand to her neck. Emily groaned when she heard a camera flash from a phone.
"Mom! You can't post that one yet!" Emily warned her mother who held her hands up in defense. Beca blushed, and ran a hand through her hair. She put some distance between herself, and Emily.
"Fine. I'm just bummed I missed the proposal." Kathrine smirked.
"It wasn't a proposal. We haven't even been on a date yet. Now stop. Before you scare her away." Emily glared at her mother.
"I'm not scared." Beca promised kissing Emily on the cheek again.
"You two are too cute." Kathrine smiled pouring herself another cup of coffee.
"You are okay with a delinquent musician dating your med school daughter?" Beca checked with the matriarch.
"More than okay with it, little one. Emily hasn't stopped talking about you since she met you at the pool party." Kathrine hugged Beca gently.
"Yeah well. My dad probably knows too much about her already too." Beca admitted.
"You talk to him about me?" Emily looked at her surprised.
"I didn't feel like talking to the girls about it. Dad's a psychologist." Beca shrugged.
"Can we go on a real date after the holidays?" Emily asked her hopefully.
"I think we can figure something out." Beca smiled.
"Yay." Kathrine clapped happily, and hugged her daughter.
"I will figure something out. I asked you. It's going to be a surprise." Emily promised.