This is it, the final chapter. Can't believe it. I really hope you all are happy with how it ended. I know I am :)

Chapter Forty-Four

"The hell are you two doing here?" Beca asked as she opened her front door and saw Miller and Noelle standing there, with her little brother Henry. "Henry!"

"Hey Beca," he said, hugging his sister. "Hope you don't mind, Dad said I could come for winter break."

"No, it's fine. Go drop your stuff off in the guestroom," she said as he walked upstairs.

"Why are you so excited to see him but not me?" Miller asked as he sat down on the couch.

"I'm never excited to see you," she rolled her eyes as she hugged Noelle. "You look great."

"Four months pregnant," she said happily as she placed her hands on her stomach. "You're the one who looks awesome, being eight months pregnant and all."

"I feel like I'm about to pop," she sighed. "How did you get stuck with Henry? Why are you two even here?"

"Well, I wanted to come visit before I got too pregnant that I couldn't fly. So we planned a surprise trip out here since everyone's here."

"Yeah, and we were by your dad's for dinner and we told him and Henry wanted to come visit you and Jesse, so here we are," Miller said.

"Why were you by my dad's house for dinner?"

"I told you, we're real tight after I called him to find out about your birthday," Miller smirked.

"That's not normal."

"We are the only ones left in Georgia too," Noelle shrugged as she sat down. "Except for Cassie and Chris. But she's always back and forth everywhere since her fashion line really took off."

"She sent me a dress for tonight. It's really nice," Beca said happily.

"What's tonight?"

"I told you guys."

"I don't listen," Noelle said.

"Don't even look at me," Miller said.

"We're going to the Academy Awards," Beca said smugly.

"How'd you manage that one?"

"She slept with Harvey Weinstein. That's not really Jesse's baby," Miller joked.

"Not funny," Beca said dryly. "Jesse's nominated for Best Original Score."

"Honey, I'm home!" Jesse said as she walked into the house. "And so is Miller and Noelle. Why are you here?"

"Came to tell you that that baby really isn't yours, it's Harvey Weinstein's. That's how you landed that nomination," Miller said seriously. "Wanted to make sure you handled the news okay."

"At least I'll be guaranteed an Oscar than," Jesse shrugged as he kissed Beca hello. "We have to get ready soon."

"I'm bringing the kids to Chloe's tonight so they can stay there. I'm sure she won't mind if you two are there," Beca said as she walked into the kitchen.

"Where are the little ones?"

"Allie's in her room getting her toys together, and Noah is somewhere."

"Beca!" Henry said as he walked down the stairs. "Do you have any juice pouches?"

"In the fridge."

"Great," he nodded. "Hey Jesse."

"Henry," Jesse said as they fist bumped. "Always a pleasure. Beca, a package came for you. Feels heavy."

"I think those are the awards," she said as she took the box from him and opened it up. "Yup. Three Grammys."

"You won a Grammy?" Henry asked, walking over to the kitchen table as Beca pulled out the two awards – one for Producer of the Year, the other for Best Remixed Recording.

"Two actually. Jesse won as well," she said, pulling out a third one for Best Score Soundtrack. "I told you this. Why do I bother even calling you half the time?"

"Because you're a loving, much. much older sister?"

"Watch it," she warned as she put the awards back in the box and put them in the hall closet.

"You're not going to put them out?"

"Eh," she shrugged, checking the time. "Maybe. I don't know."

"Mommy, where's my teddy bear?" Allie asked as she walked down the hallway.

"On your bed, Allie, sweetheart. He hasn't moved."

"Maybe my toys are like the ones in Toy Story," she said stubbornly.

"I hate your father and his damn moviecations," Beca mumbled.

Beca had Allie two years after she gave birth to Noah. She was convinced her doctor was going to quit the medical field since Beca wasn't supposed to have any children, let alone two and have another on the way. Beca remembers having Noah like it was yesterday ..

"It's a boy, Beca," the doctor said as the baby began to cry.

"You did so good, Becs," Jesse said happily, kissing Beca's sweaty forehead. "I think you might have broken my hand, but you did good."

"Never getting pregnant again," she said breathlessly. "Can I hold him?"

"Here you go," the doctor said, giving Beca her son all wrapped up in a blanket. "Any ideas on a name?"

"Noah Alexander," Beca said without looking away from her son's face. "Hi Noah. I'm your mom. I'm going to remind you every time you piss me off how much pain you caused me."

"Nice, Becs," Jesse rolled his eyes. "Can I hold him?"

"Sure," she said, passing him to Jesse, who cradled him carefully in his arms. He supported Noah at his neck and his bottom and lifting him up in the air, singing the opening song from the Lion King. "Oh my God, Jesse Swanson, you give me back my son right now. Are you fucking kidding me with that?"

"Sh, no cursing around the baby."

"I'm going to kick your ass once the lower half of my body doesn't hurt anymore."

"Should have named him Simba, would have made the moment so much better."

"Beca, your son skateboarded into a wall again," Jesse sighed as he carried out yet another broken skateboard with Noah trailing sadly behind him.

"Noah, I said no skateboarding in the house," Beca sighed. "You have to be careful, baby."

"You're so strict, Becs," Miller said from his spot on the couch. "Lighten up a bit."

"Uncle Miller!" Noah said excitedly as he ran over to Miller.

"I like that. Excitement to see me. You should learn a little something from your son, Becs."

"Shove it, Miller," Beca said grumpily.

"Mommy! Rosie won't come out of hiding! I keep closing my eyes so she knows she can move without me knowing, but she won't do it," Allie said, running out of her room.

"This is your fault, Jesse," Beca said as she picked Allie.

"I'll take her," Jesse said quickly. "No heavy lifting."

"She is not heavy."

"Just go get ready," he rolled her eyes. "I'll find her toys."

"You almost ready?" Jesse asked as he walked into their bedroom and shut the door behind him. "Rosie was hiding underneath the bed. Allie's convinced she crawled under there in the middle of the night."

"That's your fault for making her watch all three Toy Story's in a row. I just have to put my dress on and finish my makeup," she said as she grabbed her eyeliner. "Should have listened to Chloe and had someone do this for me."

"Don't see why you didn't."

"Because I didn't see the point in spending unnecessary money."

"Right," he nodded as he pulled her dress out of the closet for her.

Beca undressed and slipped the dress on, having Jesse zip it up for her. She wore a floor length, purple dress that was one shoulder. Cassie had made it herself for Beca, since she knew she would be very pregnant by the time the Oscars rolled around. He pressed a kiss against her bare shoulder before moving away.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Yeah. Just wish there was food at this one," she grumbled.

"I'm sure they'll be food after," he laughed. "You look beautiful."

"I'm sure," she rolled her eyes. "I'm going to look like a troll compared to everyone else there."

"Nope," he shook his head, grabbing her hands in his and playing with her wedding rings. "You're as beautiful as the day I met you, and the day we got married."

"Five years ago," she sighed. "Such a long time."

"Seems like just yesterday," he smirked.

"I feel old."

"We're only 32, Becs," he laughed.

They've been through a lot over the past five years. Her pregnancy with Allie wasn't as smooth as her pregnancy with Noah was. Jesse had been worried a few times, but everything turned out okay. She's been more cautious during this pregnancy though, and hasn't been bothered by Jesse's overprotectiveness this time around. Her mother getting divorced was another big event that happened a few years ago.

"Hi, Mom," Beca said. "How are you?"

"I've been better," she sighed. "Where are the kids?"

"They're with Tara. Jesse and I thought it would be best to leave them with her for now," Beca said coldly.

"Why couldn't you just come home all those years ago, Beca? All Jonathan wanted was a family, and now look. He's left me for another woman!"

"Does that woman have a daughter?" Jesse asked.

"Yes, she's fourteen."

"That's disgusting," Beca spat. "He's a disgusting pervert who didn't get to do anything to me because I was smart enough and old enough to run away, but you wouldn't listen."

"He's a nice man, Beca. You never gave him a chance!"

"He wasn't nice," Jesse shook his head. "I saw the ways he looked at Beca. You don't know how happy I am to know that Beca knew she could come to me all those years ago when she was uncomfortable. I dread the thought of what would have happened had she stayed."

"Had she stayed, I would still be married!"

"Don't blame that on me, Mother. You picked that slimeball when I told you what was going on. You chose to believe him rather than your own daughter."

"Well, it's over now. So I hope your happy," Janet said, standing up and grabbing her bag, ready to leave the small café they agreed to meet in.

"I'm not happy that you're unhappy, Mom. And I'm sure as hell not happy that you're blaming me for all this. I'm just happy that that skeezeball is out of your life."

"Well, I happened to love that skeezeball, as you so kindly call him," she said. "So, thank you, Beca. For ruining my life."

Beca hasn't really talked to her mother since, except for the Christmas cards that get sent every year, and the occasional birthday card. She remembers Allie and Noah's birthdays every year, and makes sure to send them a gift and call them.

"32 sounds so old," she crinkled her nose. "Alright, let's get the kids by Chloe's and then let's drive ourselves to the Academy Awards."

"I got us a driver," he said. "Cars waiting out front."

"Already?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Dude, they're not even packed," Beca said, rushing out of the room and into the living room. "All three of you get your stuff together."

"Mommy, you look so pretty," Allie said.

"Thank you, sweetheart. Now go get your stuff together. Aunt Chloe is waiting."

"Okay," she nodded.

"You too, mister," Beca said as Noah went into his room. "Henry, just grab your stuff from the guest room and bring it to Chloe's. You can unpack later."

"You look weird," Henry said as he got off the couch. "A pretty weird, though."

"You haven't changed a bit."

"Aunt Beca, you look gorgeous," Juliette gushed as she opened the door for them to come in. "Dad is with Hayden at basketball practice and Mom is in the kitchen feeding Brielle."

"Okay," she said. "There's someone here to see you, by the way."

"Really, who?"

"Me," Henry said and Juliette gasped, running into his arms. "Hey, Jules!"

"You're here!"

"Told you I'd come," he said, wiping the happy tears away from her face.

"Isn't that sweet, Becs?" Jesse asked as they walked into the kitchen. "Young love."

"Adorable," Beca rolled her eyes. "Hey Chlo, we can't stay."

"You two look fantastic. I knew that dress was perfect for you," Chloe said happily. "Don't worry, everything is covered here. I've got the kids."

"And Henry," Beca added.

"Oh good, he did come," Chloe said. "He can just dump his stuff in Hayden's room."

"Got two more for you," Beca said and gestured toward Noelle and Miller. "Surprise."

"Oh, you look great, Noelle," Chloe said happily. "I'm so happy for the two of you."

"Yeah, didn't expect to get knocked up, but hey, shit happens," Noelle said happily.

"You two better get going, go have fun!" Chloe said, shooing Beca and Jesse out of the house. "Everything is under control here, don't worry."

"Thanks, I owe you," Beca said as they left.

"Here we have Jesse Swanson, who's up for an Academy Award for Best Original Score tonight, with his wife, music producer, Beca Swanson," Olivia Jones, from E! News, said as Jesse and Beca walked over to her. "You two excited for tonight?"

"Oh yeah, very excited," Jesse said. "Although not as excited as we were for the Golden Globes."

"Yeah, there was food served at that one," Beca said, nodding in agreement.

"That was a big night for you, Jesse. Winning the Golden Globe for Best Original Score for the movie 'Serena'. You also won a Grammy."

"The Grammys was all about Beca, that was her night," Jesse said, smiling proudly at his wife. "We both won that night."

"You think you'll win again tonight?"

"I don't know," he shrugged. "It's really just an honor to be here with all these amazing people. I never dreamt this would happen."

"I see you two are expecting, again," Olivia said, smiling at Beca. "This is going to be your third child?"

"Yes," Beca said, smiling widely. "Third pregnancy. The other two are at home."

"Hi Noah, Hi Allie," Jesse said happily, making Beca roll her eyes.

"Congratulations, we're all very happy for the two of you," Olivia said. "Good luck tonight."

"Thank you," Jesse said, taking Beca's hand and walking away. "Amazing how interested everyone is in us now."

"We're big shots," Beca said with a smirk. "Of course, you'll be winning more awards than I have."

"Hey, you won two Grammys that night. Like I said, the Grammys is your thing."

"If you win, do I have to start calling you Academy Award Winner Jesse Swanson?"

"All the time."

"Good, because that ego of yours needs inflating," she whispered sarcastically as they stopped in front of the cameras and began to pose. "I look like a whale."

"You look absolutely gorgeous," he said, kissing her forehead before they began to move on. "Best looking pregnant woman I've ever seen."

"You're just saying that because you have to, nerd," she said, but she knew he really meant it. "So much for that short time frame for getting me pregnant, huh?"

"I told you, Becs. Aca-children were inevitable."

"Yeah, you did," she smiled. "Let's get inside. My feet are starting to hurt."

"Want me to carry you?"

"Don't even think about it," she said.

"I suck at presenting, but good thing I didn't fall on my face this time," Jennifer Lawrence said as she stood on stage with Bradley Cooper. "A movie is nothing without an amazing score to back it up. It can bring people to tears, it can blow their minds."

"The movies in this category all have scores that are mind-blowing. Including the movie we both co-starred in," Bradley Cooper said.

"They're really nice, I got to work with them," Jesse said to Beca as the nominees were read off.

"Shut up, nerd. They're going to show your face on camera and see you talking to me," she said, nudging him.

"And the winner is," Jennifer said, opening the envelope. "Jesse Swanson for his work on Serena!"

"Jesse, that's you. Go up there," Beca said, having to push him out of his seat because he was frozen in shock. She stood up with him and he grabbed her face and kissed her before heading up on stage and accepting the award.

"Congratulations," Jennifer Aniston said, who was sitting next to Beca. "On the pregnancy and the award. How far along are you?"

"Eight months," Beca said happily and gasped when she felt a pain in her stomach and then wetness. "Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me."

"Congrats, Jesse. That score really was awesome," Jennifer said, kissing him hello.

"Wow, I never expected this," Jesse said as he began his completely unplanned speech. "Um, so I'm going to try to make this quick since I don't want to get played off by the Jaws music, no matter how awesome it is. I'd like to thank everyone who was apart of the film. I wouldn't have been able to come up with a score like that if it wasn't for all of you. Uh, the production company I work for, the makers of the film for giving an unknown, relatively young composer like me a chance. Literally anyone and everyone who has made it possible for me to be up here. All of the other nominees in this category had so much better scores, and I wish I could pull a Cady Heron and break the Oscar into pieces so I could share it all with you, but I think that would be frowned upon. Lastly, I want to thank my wife, Beca. She's," he said, trailing off as he saw the commotion going on around her. "What's wrong? Oh, she's in labor. Oh fuck, okay."

Jesse ran off the stage, passing his award to Bradley, and headed straight toward Beca, who was being helped by security and Jennifer Aniston.

"This is fucking awful," Beca said as Jesse reached her.

"Nice, a baby born at the Oscars," Jennifer Lawrence laughed as Bradley Cooper stood silently, completely in shock. "That's got to be a first."

"Just bring me to the hospital, Jess," Beca said as they were helped out of the theater. "I don't feel like given birth on national television."

Four hours later, Beca was ready to push. Jesse was in the room with her, holding her hand, as she screamed and then the baby was out. A baby girl.

"Jess, I'm so tired," Beca sighed sleepily as the machines began to beep wildly.

"Mr. Swanson, I'm going to have to ask you to step out," the doctor said, hastily passing his newborn daughter to a nurse and quickly rushing over to Beca's side.

"What's going on?"

"Please, we need you to step out," the nurse said, all but pushing him out the door.

Jesse waited in the waiting room for news, but there was still nothing. Chloe had rushed over with Josh, Miller, Noelle, and the kids once Jesse had called.

"Anything yet?" Chloe asked and Jesse shook his head, taking a shaky breath to calm his nerves.

"This is my fault, we pushed our luck with having kids, and now I might lose the one person I love more than anything," he said.

"She's going to be okay, Jesse. Beca's not going to leave us after giving birth. Don't worry," she said as she patted his knee reassuringly. "Congratulations, by the way."

"For what?"

"Your new daughter. And maybe that little award you won tonight," she smirked. "Did Beca's water really break next to Jennifer Aniston?"

"Oh yeah, she was mortified," Jesse chuckled. "Jennifer Aniston was really nice though, helped Beca up and everything."

"Only Beca," Chloe laughed, but stopped when the doctor came out.

"She's awake now. We had to stabilize her, but she's okay."

"Can I see her?" Jesse asked, standing up. "Where's my daughter?"

"She's in the neo-natal unit. You can see her now."

"I'll check on the baby, go see Beca," Chloe said and he nodded, following the doctor to Beca's room.

"Hey nerd," Beca said quietly as Jesse walked in. He sat down next to her bed and took her hand in his.

"Don't scare me like that again, Becs," he said, resting his forehead on their joined hands. "I thought I lost you."

"You weren't getting rid of me that easily," she said. "I don't think I should get pregnant again anytime soon, though."

"No, we're done," Jesse said firmly. "Three is perfect. Not risking your safety, no way."

"Where is the baby?"

"Neo-natal unit. We need to name her."

"Harper," she said after a few minutes of thinking. "Harper Marie."

"That's what you want to name her?"

"I like it, but you might want to ask me again when I'm not high on the drugs the doctors gave me," she said and he laughed.

"Okay."

"I'm sorry I ruined your night, nerd," Beca said. "I'll never be able to show my face around anyone anymore, if that makes up for it."

"You made this night so much better, Becs," he said, kissing her forehead. "You just gave birth to our daughter. Granted, I could have done without that scare you gave me, but I am just so grateful you're here. You're the most important person in my life, besides our kids of course."

"I'm sorry, Academy Award Winner Jesse Swanson," she smirked. "What did you do with the award?"

"All but threw it at Bradley Cooper. I cursed on national television."

"My water broke basically on Jennifer Aniston. I win."

"Why don't you get some rest," Jesse said when he noticed how tired Beca looked.

"Once I see my baby, I'll go to sleep."

"Here she is," Chloe said as she walked in behind the nurse who was pushing in Harper. "She's beautiful, Beca. You did good."

"You had some uterine bleeding, Beca. A postpartum hemorrhage," the doctor said when she came in. "The blood vessels in your cervix and uterus continued to bleed."

"Am I okay though?" Beca asked as she held Harper in her arms.

"I would advise against anymore pregnancies," she said. "Your pregnancy with your first daughter was a bit difficult, and this one had obvious complications at birth, so I wouldn't risk another pregnancy."

"Okay," Beca nodded, and so did Jesse. He wouldn't risk Beca's safety for anything. They weren't even supposed to be parents originally, and now they were parents to three amazing kids.

"We're going to keep a close eye on you the next two days, just to make sure everything is okay. There's most likely going to be a lot more discomfort down there than usual, so if you need help with anything, please don't hesitate to call me or one of the nurses. Take it easy, don't try to do everything yourself."

"Got it," Beca nodded. "Thank you."

Beca was able to go home after a few days, but Jesse was waiting on her hand and foot. At first, she didn't mind just because she was so tired and really sore, but after three days of it, she had enough.

"Jesse, I'm fine. I can get myself cereal," she said as she went to move out of bed, and Jesse was right by her side. "I can get out of bed myself too."

"I just want to make sure you're okay."

"I know that, and I am okay. You're not going to be okay, though, if you keep asking," she said as she pushed passed him and walked slowly to the kitchen.

"I know, I'm sorry," Jesse said as he leaned on the counter as Beca reached for the cereal box and a bowl. "I'm just worried, that's all."

"Obvioiusly," she muttered.

"Beca, I thought I lost you. Those few hours when the doctors wouldn't tell me anything was the scariest moment of my life," Jesse said, resting his hands on her hips and placing his chin on her shoulder. "I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I lost you."

"You would carry on and continue being the most amazing father to three awesome kids," she said, turning around and rested her head on his chest. "I'm here, nerd. I'm fine. Like I said, you're not getting rid of me that easily."

"I love you, Beca," he said, kissing her forehead sweetly. "So much, you have no idea."

"I think I have a close idea," she smirked. "I love you too."

"Jesse! We have to be at Chloe's in a few minutes," Beca called up the stairs as she put on Harper's jacket.

"Coming, coming," he said, walking down the stairs as he put on his suit jacket. "Hello Princess."

"Daddy!" the five-year old said excitedly, raising her arms up to get picked up.

"Mom, why do I have to wear a stupid tie," Noah asked as he walked out of his room.

"Because Aunt Chloe will buy you one and tie it around your neck so tight, you might die of asphyxiation."

"Okay, so I'll just keep this one on then. It's a nice tie," he nodded. "You're not getting me to wear dress shoes though, sorry."

"I'll take what I can get," she shrugged. "Can you go knock on your sister's door and see if she's ready?"

"When is she ever ready?"

"Just do it," Beca said, rolling her eyes at him.

"What time is the graduation ceremony?" Jesse asked, sitting on the couch with Harper in his lap.

"Noon."

"It's 11:45, Becs."

"I'm aware, nerd, thanks. Allie, hurry your ass up!"

"Mommy said a bad word," Harper whispered to Jesse, who started laughing.

"Mommy has a potty mouth. Maybe we should wash it out with soap."

"The best brother in the world has arrived," Henry said as he walked into the house using the key Beca had given him two years ago.

"Hey man, how was your first year at Barden?" Jesse asked.

"Awesome. Joined the Trebles."

"Nice," Jesse smiled.

"It's going to be a lot better once Jules comes in the fall," he said.

Henry and Juliette had started a long-distance relationship a few years ago. He would visit for the summers usually since he would stay with Beca and Jesse, and she would visit when Chloe would go down to Barden once a year to speak to the acapella groups about nodes awareness, since early diagnosis is key.

"Allison Sophia, hurry up!" Beca yelled down the hallway when Noah walked back from his sister's room, unsuccessful in his attempt at getting her.

"I'm coming," the eight-year old said, running out of her room and almost sliding into the wall. "I'm here."

"Are you ready?"

"Now I am," she smiled at Beca.

"Good, let's get going before Chloe kills us all," Beca sighed.

"Juliette Tucker," the principal said and Beca stood up and started cheering, effectively embarrassing her goddaughter.

"Mission accomplished," Beca smirked as she saw Juliette turn bright red at the sound of her name being cheered and screamed by Beca.

"You're awful," Jesse laughed as he wrapped his arm around Beca's shoulders. "Just think, we have a few more years until Noah graduates."

"Dude, he's ten. We have seven more years until this," Beca rolled her eyes.

"He's right," Chloe said as she held Cole, her fourth and final child, in her arms. "It's going to go by quick. Look at how fast the past ten years has gone by since your wedding."

"I guess," she said as she glanced over at her children who were playing with Chloe's kids and Henry. "That's scary."

"It's a good scary," Josh said as he took Cole from Chloe. "At least you two don't have to worry about any unexpected surprises."

"We've got three unexpected surprises," Jesse said as gestured over to Noah, Allie, and Harper.

"Chlo, can I tell him he was an oops when he gets older?" Henry asked with a smirk.

"Did Beca ever tell you that you were an oops?" she shot back.

"Every day of my life once I was able to fully understand what it meant to be an oops," Henry said seriously. Chloe looked at Beca, who just nodded in confirmation. "She's an awful sister."

"Watch it, buddy. I'll kick your ass to the curb and no more free trips in LA," Beca said.

"Right, got it," he said.

"I can't believe my baby is going to college next year," Chloe said, sniffling a bit. "She's going to be just like us, Beca."

"Yeah, let's hope that someone who ambushes her in the shower will be normal," Beca laughed. "She'll be dating a Treble like me."

"Ah, do they still do the oath?"

"I think just as a joke," Beca said. "The Bellas have a tradition to uphold."

"Oh of course," Chloe nodded seriously. "And I solemnly promise to never have sexual relations with a Treblemaker, or may my vocal cords be ripped out by wolves."

"Should have listened to that oath," Beca said slyly as she glanced over at Jesse. "Would have made my life so much simpler."

"And so much more boring," he said. "Just admit it, I was the best thing that ever happened to you."

"Eh, I don't know," Beca said. "I mean, if Chloe didn't walk in on me in the shower, there would be none of this. So she might be the best thing that ever happened to me."

"I knew it!" Chloe said excitedly.

"I'm sorry, did I hear she walked in on you in the shower," Henry said in shock. "What the hell kind of recruitment do the Bellas do?"

"We go to any length to win."

"Clearly," Henry said, shaking his head trying to get the mental image out. "Awkward."

"I introduced you to that life-changing movie," Jesse said. "A little film called the Breakfast Club."

"That is true," Beca nodded and pretended to think. "Okay, I guess you win."

"I win what?" he said with a smirk, wanting her to say it.

"You are the best thing to ever happen to me," she whispered as she stood up on her toes and kissed him.

"Ditto," he mumbled against her lips. "I called it."

"Called what?"

"You know, 'You're one of those acapella girls. I'm one of those acapella boys, and we're gonna have aca-children'," he said, repeating what he drunkenly said to her freshman year.

"It's inevitable," she finished. "You were right."

"Of course, I'm always right."

"Smug bastard," Beca muttered.

"Million Dollar Baby."

"Babe."

"Lover," he said with a wink, knowing she hated being called that more than anything else.

"Idiot," she rolled her eyes.

"Weirdo."

"Nerd," she said endearingly.

The End.

So, that's it. To clear up any questions: the beginning part of the chapter is five years into the future from Beca and Jesse's wedding, making Noah 5, Allie 3 & Harper not yet born. The second half, toward the ending with the graduation, is five years from Harper's birth, ten years from the wedding, so that ages everyone up another five years.

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