Synopsis: Chloe volunteers at a homeless shelter every weekend. She's been doing it for years, so she knew a lot of homeless people around L.A. To her surprise, one day when she's volunteering her eyes fall upon the most beautiful homeless woman she had ever seen. Something about this short brunette immediately catches her attention making her want to know more about her, about who she is, and about her past.

Chloe was running around her house looking for her keys, she was supposed to meet up with her best friend Aubrey for lunch but was already running late. Her hand was about half way in between the cushions of her couch when she heard her phone ringing.

"Shit," she hissed. She had accidentally cut her herself on a spring while attempting to pull her hand out of the tight space it was in to answer her phone.

"Hello," Chloe answered.

"Hey Chlo, it's me."

"Hey Bre, one second." Chloe said grabbing some paper towel and pressing it against her bleeding hand. "Okay, what's up?"

"I just wanted to call and let you know I'm going to be a bit late, knowing you, you're running late as well so I wanted to call and tell you not to worry. I'm stuck at the office for a while longer with a client, I'll send you a text when I leave okay?"

"Okay, sounds good. See you in a bit." Chloe said hanging up the phone.

She was relieved for the extra time her best friend had given her, she quickly ran to the washroom, cleaned the cut on her hand, and wrapped it up. The red head let out a large sigh and continued to look for her keys.

It wasn't until she went to grab herself a glass of water that she found her key's, sitting in the fridge next to her orange juice.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" Chloe shook her head. She grabbed her keys, chugged back her glass of water and exited her apartment to go meet Aubrey.

She was sitting in her car, waiting at a red light when a voice had caught her attention.

"Spare any change?" The man asked.

Chloe quickly looked over and saw a familiar scruffy face standing at her window. "Jack, if you keep asking me for change I won't have enough gas to make it down to the shelter anymore." The red head smiled searching for some change in her cup holder.

"Oh, sorry Chloe. I didn't recognize you." He smiled. "Beautiful day out today, isn't it?" He asked.

Chloe's face lit up when she heard how optimistic the man was being. "Yes, it really is. Here, keep the change." Chloe said handing him a bunch of loose change she had laying around.

The man let out a loud laugh. "Thank you Chloe, will I be seeing you later tonight?" He asked hopeful.

Chloe nodded and went to answer the scruffy looking man, but before she could she was interrupted by loud honking behind her, she quickly looked ahead and saw the light had changed. "Of course you will, bye Jack!" Chloe said quickly driving off. She looked in her rear-view mirror and saw the man waving at her. She smiled to herself, helping people less fortunate than her was something the red head strived to do.

Chloe had done well for herself, she worked as a movie producer, producing some of the biggest box office hits around the world. She never let the money get to her head though, she knew it was important to never lose yourself no matter where you were in life. Whether it be good, or bad. Helping people was something Chloe loved to do, so whenever the opportunity would arise, she would be sure to grab a hold of it.

The red head walked into the busy restaurant she was supposed to meet Aubrey at and looked around. Not finding her friend, she went to ask the man standing behind the desk, but before she could she heard her name being called. She quickly looked over and saw the tall blonde sitting at a table in the corner.

"What took you so long?" The blonde asked.

"I lost my keys, spent over 30 minutes looking for them." Chloe scrunched her face.

"I even gave you extra time!" Aubrey smirked. "You're ridiculous, where were they this time?"

Chloe rolled her eyes. "The fridge," she mumbled. The blonde laughed and shook her head.

"Well you always were the best at hide and seek when we were kids, so…" Aubrey laughed when the red head hit her arm in a playful manner.

"Shut up," Chloe giggled. "So how did that meeting with your client go?"

"Good, we should win the case. It's pretty clear that he's not guilty. The odds are with me this time." Aubrey smiled. "God I'm starved, I can't wait to order." Aubrey's face was covered by the menu in front of her.

"You're hungry, not starved." Chloe pointed out. "There are people out there much hungrier than you." She smiled.

"Yes, I know. No need to remind me every other day." Aubrey rolled her eyes. "So, are you going by the shelter after this?" The blonde asked placing her menu on the table.

"Of course, what else would I be doing?"

"I don't know, going out, meeting new people, finding yourself a…" Chloe cut the blonde off.

"I told you, I'm not wasting my time looking for the perfect woman anymore. She'll come to me when the time is right. Besides, looking for love and finding it is good, but waiting for love and it finding you is even better." Chloe smiled.

Aubrey rolled her eyes and smiled. "God you're so romantic." She laughed.

"Better than being a stuck up prude." Chloe smirked.

"I resent that, I may be stuck up, but prude is something I am not!" Aubrey gasped.

"Hello ladies, can I take your order?" A waiter approached their table. Both girls smiled and gave the man their order.

"So, how are you and…" Chloe scrunched her eyebrows trying to think of her best friend's love interests name.

"Bill? Really Chloe, I'm your best friend and you can't make an effort to remember the name of the guy I'm seeing…was seeing." Aubrey corrected herself.

"Oh no, what happened?" Chloe frowned.

"Nothing, it just wasn't working. He was too controlling, and that's never a good sign so I ended it." Aubrey said. "Maybe I'll just start dating woman…oh my god! You and I could totally be together, we'd be the perfect couple!" Aubrey shot out.

Chloe laughed and quickly shook her head. "Definitely not, we're awesome as best friends, but in a relationship? I'd probably kill you before the end of our first date." Chloe smirked. "Besides, you love the dick way too much."

Aubrey pouted and let out a small sigh. "Yeah, you're right. I do love the dick, I just wish they didn't have to be such dicks." Aubrey smiled.

"Trust me, girls are no better." Chloe laughed.

…

The red head pulled into the homeless shelter. She was earlier than usual, her lunch with Aubrey was cut short due to an emergency call from one of Aubrey's clients. The blonde had to head back to her office and Chloe, having nowhere else to be decided to start early today.

The red head walked into the shelter and was immediately greeted by everyone. Chloe had been volunteering at the shelter for the last 5 years, starting when she was 22 and still in school, so she knew all the regulars around.

"You're early today." One of the volunteers pointed out.

"Hey Amy, yeah I got my errands done early and I had time to spare so I thought why not?" She smiled.

"Chloe Beale, the only movie producer out there with nothing better to do than volunteer at a homeless shelter. God, if there is a heaven and hell, you're so joining Jesus and his friends." Amy smirked.

Chloe laughed and shook her head. "I don't know about that, the bible might say differently." Chloe said.

"Right, because you're gay…I get it." Amy said happily. "Well whatever, if you go to hell, I'll see you there. We can take shots with all the cool bad-ass people there."

Chloe laughed and rolled her eyes. "Right, sounds like a plan." She said before walking to the back room to change.

5 minutes later the red head walked out front and started to greet everyone around. She recognized all the faces around her and was glad to see them, she knew being homeless in L.A didn't always have the best survival rate, and since she had started there she had gotten close with many people, so losing them was always hard.

"Hey Mary Jane," Chloe smiled at an older brunette laying on one of the cots.

"Chloe, my dear! How are you?" The older woman smiled back.

"I'm great thanks for asking. How are you?"

"Oh you know, living the dream." The brunette replied. Chloe laughed, she really enjoyed Mary Jane. She found she had one of the best sense of humors and was one of the most positive people she had ever met.

"Well, I'm glad to hear. Anything new?" Chloe asked.

"Well nothing aside from the fact I got robbed the other night." The brunette sighed.

"Oh no I'm so sorry, I can't believe that happened to you again. How much did they take this time?" Chloe frowned.

"I had a good 23 dollars saved up, but oh well. My time is coming, something good is bound to happen for me sooner or later, right?" Mary Jane said forcing a smile.

"I love the way you think, I wish there were more people in this world like you." Chloe gave the older woman a soft smile. "Well I should be getting to work, if you need anything you let me know okay?" Chloe said resting her hand on the older ladies arm.

"Thanks Chloe, I will." The brunette smiled. Chloe nodded and continued to walk on.

The red head was looking around the shelter for something to do, she immediately stopped when her eyes fell upon someone new, and someone she had never seen before. A short brunette who looked as though she didn't belong in the shelter at all. Sure she looked roughed up, and her clothes were old, torn, and warn out, but she, herself didn't look like she should be there. She was different, she looked to be about Chloe's age, and she had tattoos along with these spikes sticking out of her ear. Somehow though, Chloe couldn't help but find the girl attractive. She quickly approached the girl, curious to find out who she was.

"Hey there," Chloe said in her most friendly voice. The brunette looked up at Chloe and both girls were immediately thrown off when they looked into each other's eyes.

Chloe had sworn she had never seen eyes so unique in her life, they were a greyish blue, but somehow managed to stick out an incredible amount, which caught Chloe off guard. "I'm Chloe, I volunteer here." She said.

The brunette didn't say anything, she just continued to stare at the girl in front of her.

"I haven't seen you around here, what's your name?" Chloe tried one more time. The brunette still didn't reply, she just continued to stare. The red head was about to give up and move on but then finally the shorter woman spoke up.

"Beca," the brunette softly replied. "My name is Beca."

"Nice to meet you, Beca." Chloe smiled. "So I haven't seen you here before, where about are you from?" Chloe took a seat beside the brunette.

"The streets," the girl replied sarcastically, catching Chloe off guard. The red head let out a chuckle and stared into the brunette's eyes, waiting for her to continue. "I've been going to a different shelter, the one on Vice road." Beca replied.

"Oh, and what brings you here?" Chloe asked, genuinely interested.

"Homeless people and I don't get along very well, not many wanted me around so I decided to try here." The brunette replied sarcastically. Chloe let out a small giggle at the shorter woman's words. She could sense this girl was different, her sarcastic sense of humor was definitely charming to say the least.

"Well then, welcome. I'm glad you decided to join us down here. We're way better than any other shelter anyways…we're the tits." Chloe winked, throwing the shorter woman completely off.

"I…uh…" Beca went to reply but Chloe continued on.

"Don't mind me, I have a weird sense of humor." She said getting up.

The brunette quickly replied. "It's okay, better than the other assholes that work at these places. Half of them are here to get community service hours and the other half are trying to prove to themselves that they're good people." Beca bluntly said, throwing the red head off once again. The shorter woman must have realized what she was thinking because she continued on. "I don't mean everyone, sorry…you seem different from everyone else here."

"How so? How can you make an assumption like that, you don't know me, you don't know anyone here." Chloe said feeling offended for everyone else.

The brunette looked up at her and smiled. "I've been here for 4 days and not one volunteer has taken the time to sit down with me and say hi, not one volunteer has went out of their way to make me feel like an actual human being, but you…you did. That's what makes you different, that's why I can tell that you're actually a good person as opposed to someone trying to convince themselves that they're a good person." The shorter woman sighed. "Besides, sometimes you don't have to know someone to tell if they're a good person or not, you just know." Beca said.

The red head's heart melted when she heard the smaller woman speak, Chloe could tell she was down to earth, witty, and clever. It made her wonder how a girl like her got into a position like this. She was curious as to what her story was, but she also knew it would be inappropriate to just come out and ask. She was going to have to take her time and slowly get to know the girl, which was okay by her. Something about this brunette had intrigued the red head, and she found herself wanting to spend more time with her, but she knew she had other people to attend to.

"Thank you Beca, that was very kind of you to say. I assure you though, everyone here is a good person in their own way." Chloe smiled. "I should get back to work, but I hope to see you here again, I volunteer on weekends so I'll be back again tomorrow." Chloe said.

The brunette nodded and smiled. "Sounds good, Chloe. See you then."