A/N: Well, this is it folks, the last chapter. I can't express enough how much your continued love and support has meant to me while I've been writing this, thinking about it has actually given me a lump in my throat. You are without a doubt the most supportive fandom ever, and I love you all.

Thank you again, you all keep me going when I feel like I should give up. You're amazing.

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Seven Years Later

"Now, I really am very excited about this," the radio DJ said, leaning towards his mic. "Our next guest is the mysterious Beca Mitchell, who you might know better as DJ Titanium. She is giving her first ever radio interview, right here in a few minutes. Since her début hit song 'Red' took the world by storm last year, Beca has kept herself out of the spotlight. Well her second album 'Songs for Alice' is about to drop, and she is here to talk to us about it. Beca Mitchell, welcome to the show."

"Thank you for having me," Beca said, her voice relaxed and friendly, perfectly disguising the nerves that were fluttering in her stomach. She saw Chloe give her a smile from behind the soundproof glass, and she felt a little better.

"The pleasure is all mine," he said. "Now, you have spent most of the last year keeping away from the spotlight. You went by your pseudonym, DJ Titanium, you only gigged in bars and clubs, and you never announced you were going to be there. You never gave interviews, and only communicated to your fans through twitter."

"That's right," Beca said. "I liked having that anonymity. It meant I could carry on having a normal life with my family, without all the pressures of fame."

"So why suddenly come out now? Why release album two under your own name?"

"There were a few reasons," she said, looking to Chloe again, who nodded. "The first being that it was bound to be leaked sooner or later who I was. There were rumours flying around about me, and it was difficult to defend myself while trying to stay anonymous. I also felt like I didn't need to hide anymore. Things got so crazy after 'Red' that I was scared of revealing myself. I didn't want to be some one-hit-wonder, so I built what I thought to be a solid foundation. If the album wasn't a hit, then I could kind of distance myself from it. Which, I know, is a bit of cowardly thing to do. So I decided that my next album would just be me, with nowhere to hide."

"How have people responded to the revelation?"

"They've been really supportive actually. The response I've had has been mostly positive. It's also really hilarious how shocked people have been to find out that this badass DJ Titanium is actually a tiny 26-year-old from Portland," Beca said.

"I wasn't going to mention it, but you are very small," he said, laughing. "So, 'Songs for Alice'. Why that title?"

"It's my daughter's name," Beca said. "I wanted to do something for her. 'Red' was written about my wife, Chloe, so Alice had to be included too."

"How old is your daughter?"

"She's three now," Beca said, smiling. "Chloe got pregnant with her the year after I graduated college, a year after we got married."

"You got married when you were 22? That's young," he said.

"Yeah, but it felt right. We got together when I was 18, and she was 20, and we got engaged not long after. We've been through a lot together, and the thought of being with anyone else is just ridiculous. She's my soul-mate," Beca said, looking back at Chloe again.

"You mentioned some tough times," he said, looking slightly apprehensive. "I know there are certain things you won't talk about, for very understandable reasons, but I can't ignore the elephant in the room."

Beca sighed slightly. "No," she said, "I suppose you can't."

"Not long after you announced your real identity, a story from your past resurfaced."

"That's right. And I won't go into it, but I imagine everyone listening already knows the details. At the time, what happened to me was on every news channel, and in every paper. It was another reason for me to stay anonymous. Even now, when you Google me, it's maybe the third or fourth thing listed," Beca said, playing with the silver band she wore as a wedding ring, twisting it nervously.

"Quite recently you tweeted: 'Everyone already knows what happened. I don't think I need to make an official statement about it. Please stop asking me to.' What was that in response to?"

"I had reporters constantly harassing me to talk about it, which I'm not going to do. I have a wife and a therapist to talk to. My daughter is at the age now where she's starting to pick up on things, and I don't want this to be one of them," Beca said, wishing they could change the topic of conversation. She could tell he wanted to say more. "Okay," she said, "here's the deal. I went through something really really," she had been tempted to say shitty, but caught herself before she did, "horrific when I was an 18-year-old kid. You know what it was. And so do your listeners. I'm not going to talk about it. I understand your curiosity, and I understand that you couldn't ignore it, but I need you to understand that it is something that I won't be discussing."

"I understand completely," he said, looking slightly embarrassed. "And I apologise."

"No problem," Beca said, her easy, relaxed nature coming back.

They talked a little more about the album before they wrapped up the interview, and Beca left the station.

"How did I do?" Beca asked Chloe, as they headed over to Aubrey and Stacie's place to pick up Alice.

"You were great," Chloe said, squeezing her hand. Their lives had taken such a massive turn in the past year. They had moved out to LA as soon as Beca graduated, and they had married not long after. Beca made music and looked after Alice, while Chloe taught at the elementary school close to them. The first time Chloe heard 'Red' she knew it was something special. It was no surprise to her that the rest of the world seemed to love it as much as she did.

"You don't think I came across to harsh?" Beca asked as they walked, ignoring the sound of camera shutters.

"No way," Chloe said. "He knew the rules, he must have been expecting you to react like that. He probably hoped you'd go ape-shit so he'd have a better story."

They reached the Conrad-Posen household and knocked on the door.

"Babe, can you get that?" They heard Stacie call from inside. "It'll take me a year to get off this sofa."

"I got it," Aubrey replied, before opening the door. She smiled when she saw them. "How many times, you two, you don't need to knock, just come in."

"I never really recovered from naked yoga, Aubrey," Chloe said, shuddering.

"I'm hardly going to do naked yoga when I'm babysitting your kid, am I?" Aubrey replied rolling her eyes.

"Frankly, I'm not prepared to risk it," Chloe said, smiling as she saw Beca sit beside their daughter, and help her with her game. She half hugged a heavily pregnant Stacie before sitting beside her on the sofa.

"Coffee?" Aubrey asked.

"Please," Chloe and Beca responded.

"Whatcha doing munchkin?" Beca asked Alice, watching her.

"Alphabet," Alice responded, impatiently sweeping her mane of red hair from her eyes. "Mommy help." Beca took off the little girl's headband, before pushing the hair back, and slipping it back on. She looked down at the game she was playing. It was a wooden board with gaps in the shapes of the letters. Spread out around the board were wooden letters, each with a different object on it, to correspond with the letter.

"This game looks very educational," Beca said, "did Aunt Aubrey give you this?" Alice nodded eagerly. She picked up a letter, and handed it to Beca. "What is it?"

"Duck," she said.

"What letter does duck start with?" Beca asked. Alice thought for a second.

"Dee," she said, smiling proudly.

"That's right," Beca said. "And which one is that?" Alice looked back at the board before pointing to the 'D' shaped hole. "See if it fits," she handed Alice the letter, who pushed it into the whole. "Good job, baby," Beca said, holding out her hand for a high-five, which Alice gave her, giggling.

"Mommy, can we play with Legos now?" Alice whispered, pulling herself up using Beca's shoulder.

"Ugh they are so cute," Stacie said.

"I know, right?" Chloe said, grinning. "And they're all mine."

"Moma's being creepy again," Beca said, giving Chloe a smirk as she sat their daughter on her lap. Alice giggled.

"If our little boy isn't as cute as Alice, I'm sending him back," Stacie said, earning a whack on the leg from Aubrey as she returned from the kitchen, setting a tray of coffee, and juice for Alice, down on the table.

"Mommy, can you send me back?!" Alice asked looking terrified. Beca tried to stifle her laughter.

"Of course not, munchkin," she said. "Aunt Stacie was just being silly."

"Good," Alice said, looking relaxed again as she in the space between Beca's legs, building up her Lego tower, brick by brick.

It was such a simple thing, watching her daughter and wife play together as if nothing else mattered in the world, but it made Chloe want to cry. It made her heart fill with so much love and happiness she thought she'd burst.

Beca looked at her, and she knew she was thinking the same. Feeling the same.

"Where are you, right now?" Stacie asked, nudging her friend in the side. "Earth to Chloe?"

"I'm right where I'm supposed to be," she replied.

The End