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Beca didn't mean to run out on Benji but she needed to get out of that dorm room. The instant that Benji found the letter, she had a nauseous churn in her stomach and a metallic taste in the back of her throat. Nerves and anxiety set in quick. Her hands were sweating and her chest pounded like a jackhammer. She felt as if she needed to throw up so she picked up the pace back to Baker Hall.

Beca was a little antsy waiting to hear from Jesse since Benji found the letter and would leave it for him to read. She was grateful that Kimmy Jin wasn't there to stare daggers through her although she was questioning, again, why she was feeling like this? This wasn't supposed to be happening. How was Jesse going to react? She hadn't cared about Jesse in any way other than a friend until a few weeks ago, so why was now consuming every thought.

Beca wanted everything to be back to normal between her and Jesse. She didn't admit it about many people but she did actually enjoy his company, even if he got overly excited about 80's movies and anything with Jessica Biel in it. She knows, she's not the easiest of people to like and understand, her snark was her suit of armor and useful to keep people at arm's length, but somehow Jesse put up with her shit all year. All the time she spent thinking about the things that happened through the year, she knew that Jesse had stuck by her and supported everything she did...well almost. Jesse definitely hated when Beca was pissed (particularly when it was taken out on him) and she knew that. His face dropped like his puppy was kicked or the kid whose ice cream fell on the ground. It was kind of sad actually and a flicker of guilt ran through her as she remembered.

A few thoughts flooded her mind at Regionals when the fight broke at and she intervened by punching a Tone Hanger and the only one who showed up was...Jesse. He was only trying to help, but calling her dad was not cool in her eyes. She recalled the one time at the radio station when Luke actually played her mix on the radio and he called her Becky, Jesse was tight lipped at that until he walked by them telling Luke, "You don't know "Becky" like I do", then looking at Beca and said "See ya tonight."

Then, at Semi's when Jesse protested to Aubrey that they were not hooking up, why did he always feel he needed to defend her. She could look after herself, right? Yes, she was a tough cookie and didn't need anyone. Knight in shining fucking armour saving a damsel in distress. Not! The whole time in the room she was pacing a hole in the floor, going back and forth over how mad she felt that he kept on trying to rescue her and then, in a heartbeat, she was loving that he tried to look out for her after everything she did to him. Beca knew she was going to drive herself insane, so she sat down and started making mixes.

[Jesse's Parent's House]

Burt Swanson pulled into the driveway and honked the horn. Jesse and Savannah were singing to Journey's 'Don't Stop Believing' when Mrs. Swanson came running out the door with a big smile and a hug to match. She held her son for a moment or two and Jesse hugged back and kissed his mother's cheek.

"Jesse! My baby's home!" Mrs. Swanson teared up excitedly as the hug became tighter. "My goodness, is this Savannah? You have grown into a lovely young lady!" She released her son to hug the young girl with just as much enthusiasm and love.

"Hi Mrs. S. how are you?" Savannah asked breaking free from her death grip of a hug.

"Oh sweetie call me Mary please." She slid her hand up and down the young girl's arm. As they walked into the house arm in arm, the wonderful aroma of homemade apple pie filled the air. Burt and Jesse soon followed inside and Jesse sat on the couch while his dad helped in the kitchen. Mary brought a tray of refreshments for them until dinner would be served.

It's been a couple years since Savannah was in the Swanson home. It was a sad time when she told Jesse that she and her family were moving after Sophomore year at Barden High. Needless to say it was a nice surprise when her dad had business here in town and traveled with him because she couldn't miss the opportunity to she her best buddy.

"Mom, Dad, Savannah and I are going up to my room to listen to music and play a few video games." Jesse yelled from the bottom of the steps.

"Dinner will be ready in an hour." Mary called from the kitchen. Jesse shook his head knowing they'll be back down promptly in an hour.

[Beca's dorm]

Beca sat comfortably at her desk creating a mix after looking at the Breakfast Club soundtrack. She knew that it was Jesse's favorite movie and decided to mix up a few different genre's of music with the Simple Mind's song he mentioned during his "fun facts". Music is the one connection that really brings people together especially in the a cappella world. Although the true fact is Beca really didn't mind Jesse hanging around. All thoughts in her head were about Jesse. He was sweet and kind of a nerd, but as much as she got frustrated with him, she really did like the guy. Now things are different and she doesn't like this feeling inside. Sad and kind of lonely...especially without him.

This is one of many reasons why she didn't want to let anyone in. Hurt. Avoid the hurt. She's not used to having too many friends. Certainly not male friends. Although she did have a boyfriend in high school which he turned out to be a jerk and cheated on her with a cheerleader because she wasn't ready to have sex with him.

Too much clouded her mind again that she was becoming frustrated with her emotions. "Fuck this!" she thought. She had something she had to do. She took out her phone and placed a call.

A/N: Sorry, not sorry for the cliffhanger. Thanks for reading. My friend gave me an idea so there might be an extra chapter plus an epilogue (something I've never written before). Feel free to leave me your thoughts in a review.

Much love,

Cheryl