When an idea keeps you up all night, write it. If you think it's a decent idea, share it with the world.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the obvious plot line and original characters. Seriously, even the laptop I'm writing on isn't exactly mine (it's my dad's old laptop, don't worry).

Inspired by having Home by Phillip Phillips stuck in my head.

Chapter 1 - Make This Place Your Home

"Settle down, it'll all be clear
Don't pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found"
Home, Phillip Phillips

17 year old, Emily Mitchell didn't know how she ended up people-watching her mothers, but it was long enough for her 15 year old brother Peyton to come up behind her and ask, "Whatcha looking at, Em?" He then looked what she was looking at, their mothers were cuddled on the couch watching tv. "Why are you staring at moms?"

Emily shrugged there was something about the two of them made her want to stand there and stare and she couldn't place her finger on it, "I dunno bubba." She responded to her brother. "I can't place my finger on it."

Peyton stared at her and the murmured, "You're so weird." He then walked into the room and then said to Beca, "You ready, Mama?"

Beca smiled up at him and said, "Yeah, set it up." She then kissed Chloe and whispered something in her ear to make the redhead giggle.

Peyton was setting up the Playstation when Chloe got up and walked over to Emily and wrapped the girl in her arms, "Hi baby." She said. "You okay?"

Emily smiled at her mom and said, "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm about to head out to Alex's." Beca made a face from the couch that didn't go unnoticed to the teenage girl, "What Mama?" She then asked.

Beca's head snapped to Emily, not realizing her face had been noticed, "Nothing baby, have fun with Alex." She immediately said.

Emily narrowed her eyes at her mother, "No, what was the face for?" She asked.

Beca sighed, "Nothing honey," she said. "It wasn't anything."

Chloe put her hand on Emily's shoulder, "Have fun babe. Be home by curfew please." The redhead said kissing the teenager's cheek.

Emily smiled and then kissed Chloe's cheek before doing the same to Beca and then Beca pulled the girl into her lap and whispered in her ear, "I love you, baby. I'm sorry if you read the look on my face wrong. As long as he makes you happy, I'll be happy."

Beca kissed her cheek before the girl got up and and gently punched her brother's shoulder as she grabbed her keys from the table next to the couch. As Emily walked out of the house Chloe walked back to her wife and sat down and whispered, "What was that about?"

Beca sighed, "I don't have a good feeling about this boy, Chlo." She admitted as Peyton handed her the PS4 controller.

Chloe kissed her cheek and then curled into her as Beca and Peyton started a game of Call of Duty. Chloe watched as her wife relaxed a little more and more as she and Peyton started to play. Beca wouldn't admit why, but she's extremely protective over her two children. Peyton a little more so than Emily because he is her baby, but still a lot over Emily.

Beca and Peyton were still playing video games when she decided to strike up a conversation, "So, how's Katie?" She asked. Katie his girlfriend of almost a year, or so she thought.

"Dunno," he grunts. "We broke up about a week ago."

Beca paused the game, making him grunt again, she placed a hand on his shoulder, and asked, "Are you okay?" She wasn't one to show emotions, except with her family. Chloe comments about how adorable it is, how she seems to the world like this big, badass music producer that doesn't take shit from anyone, but she can't seem to say no to the redhead and their two children and she most definitely can't stand it when any one of them are hurt.

He grunts again, "Fine." Then he took a deep breath, "Am I hard to deal with?" He suddenly asked. "Cause that's why she broke up with me. I'm too closed off and hard to deal with." He looked up to his mama with tears in his eyes. "I mean, I know I'm, like, socially awkward and stuff and I know I can't make eye contact to save my life, but I never thought of it as being hard to deal with." He starts to cry a little making Beca scoop her baby into her arms. "I dunno what's wrong with me." He started to cry harder.

Beca rocked him back and forth, "You're not hard to deal with baby." She said soothingly. "I got you. Mama's got you." She continued to rock him back and forth. Something that over the last 17 years of being a parent, she had gotten good at. Especially in the last 15 with Peyton. Everybody seemed to love Emily, so she never really had problems with making friends or being bullied like Peyton did. Peyton was one of those gifted kids, he was the only 15 year old in his graduating class and while Emily didn't want to share her senior year with her baby brother, she had gotten used to it and actually enjoyed having him around. But, when it came to the emotional stuff, Beca seemed to be the one to be better at comforting Peyton while Chloe was better at calming down Emily. It was a balance that the couple learned during their parenthood to these two kids.

Chloe heard crying and walked into the room from the den and saw her 15 year old son cradled in her wife's arms. She carefully and quietly slipped out of the room and back into the den. What their son was crying about, she didn't know, but she knew enough about people and parenthood to quietly give them privacy. And she knew that one of them would tell her later anyway.

When Beca finally calmed him down, she was still slightly rocking him back and forth, she wasn't expecting him to talk, so she was surprised when he did, "I get that I'm special and my brain works differently, but it hurts, y'know?" He took a deep breath and then said, "Why can't I be normal?"

Beca took a deep breath and said, "You are baby."

"Everyone seems to think differently." He mumbled. "School is too easy for me."

Beca's eyebrows furrowed, "Still?" She asked, knowing that he already skipped two grades for the same reason. He nodded. "Okay, that's a conversation that we'll have with your mom and guidance counselor. However," she dropped a kiss on his head, "the whole Katie situation needs to be addressed."

He grunted and mumbled, "I don't wanna talk about it anymore." He then buried his face into Beca's neck, "Do we have to?"

Beca dropped another kiss to his head, "I believe we do." She answered. "Sorry bubba. You know, Mom is going to want to talk about it too once she finds out." She added.

He curled into Beca more, "Do we have to do it now?" He asked.

She dropped another kiss on his head, "No. Do you want to continue playing?" She asked. He nodded his head, "Okay, let's do that."

Emily came tumbling in a few minutes before curfew, expecting her mama to make some comment about how she was cutting it close, but found herself in a dark living room. She then walked up the stairs thinking that her mama was going to do that dramatic light on thing she did when Emily was late for curfew, but halfway up the stairs, she realized that Beca wasn't going to do it. It made Emily curious to what was going on. She then saw her mothers' bedroom light on a hushed talking.

Emily placed her ear over the door to figure out what was going on, "I've seen him broken before," Beca said, "but this was a whole new kind of broken."

"You're just used to dealing with Emily with a broken heart," Chloe said softly. "You've only ever had to deal with a broken Peyton when someone bullied him too hard at school."

"Which apparently 12th grade is still too easy for him," Beca said.

"Still?" Chloe asked. "I swear that kid is smarter than the both of us combined."

"He is," Beca said. "He really is."

It was quiet for awhile and Emily decided that she should let them know that she got home safe so she softly knocked on the door, "Come in," the couple called out.

Emily opened the door and poked her head in, she saw her mom curled into her mama, the brunette, playing with red hair, "Hi, I'm home." The teenager said.

"Oh hi baby," Chloe said. "Thank you for checking in."

She nodded, "Yeah," Emily said before heading back out.

"Wait," Beca said, "hold on, come back."

Emily took a deep breath before looking back at her mama, the couple had shifted over to make room on the bed for Emily to curl into Beca. It had been a common occurrence that happened when she came home from spending time with Alex. It wasn't a secret that Beca didn't like the boy, she didn't hide it very well and she always felt a little guilty about it. So Emily always humored the way that her mama always wanted to hold her a little closer when she got home. It wasn't necessarily needed, but always welcomed.

Emily walked over to her mama, kicked off her shoes, and climbed into the bed and curled into her mama. Beca dropped three kisses down on her head as she held both of her girls close. They sat in silence before Emily asked, "What's your deal against Alex?" She looked up at her mama with questioning eyes which the older brunette is damn sure she got from the redhead curled into her other side.

The music producer sighed, "Nothing love as long as you're happy, I'm happy." She said knowing that it's not the answer that her daughter was looking for. Then she corrected, "Nobody is going to be good enough for you in my eyes."

Emily's eyes rolled, she hated the heteronormative mindset that her mama had when it came to her dating anyone. Chloe never had that mindset, sure, she worried about her daughter's emotional wellbeing, but not in the way Beca seemed too. Emily got up and started walking out of the room before Chloe asked, "Where are you going sweetheart?"

Emily's eyes softened at the sound of her mom's voice, "I'm tired. I'm going to go to bed." She said.

Chloe watched as her wife's face dropped a little, "Sleep with us sweetheart," the redhead said.

Emily's eyebrows raised, "I'm not five," the girl said.

Chloe smiled, knowing that this would be her response, "I know baby, but it'd make mama feel better." She said.

Emily took a deep breath and mumbled about having to go get ready for bed, "Maybe we can get Peyton in here too." Beca said after Emily had left the room. "Family snuggle session all night, like we did when they were younger."

Chloe smiled softly at her wife, "You just are beginning to realize that our babies are growing up and in return you want them close, huh?" She asked brushing Beca's bangs out of her face.

Beca nodded, "They'll always be my babies, but yeah." She softly said. "I just wanna hold them."

Chloe kissed her forehead and then texted Peyton to come into their room before cuddling into Beca, three minutes later, Peyton came into the room in his pajamas and looked half asleep. "I'm sorry baby," Chloe said. "Did I wake you?"

He shook his head, "I was half asleep when you texted." He answered. "Family snuggle session?" He asked when Emily came in behind him.

Chloe nodded, "Your mama wants it." She said as the couple separated to let the children crawl between them.

The two children crawled between their mothers, Emily closer to Beca so the mother could hold her daughter a little closer. Peyton turned and buried his face into Chloe's chest, immediately falling asleep. "How does he do that?" Emily asked. "I can't fall asleep immediately."

Chloe started absentmindedly running fingers through his hair, "He was already half asleep coming in here and unlike all of us, he knows how to shut his brain off when he wants to." The redhead said softly before dropping a kiss to his head.

Emily then snuggled into Beca, allowing the music producer to pull her close, "Is he doing okay? I've been trying to keep the bullies away at school and stuff." She asked.

The couple looked over at the girl, "What bullies?" Chloe asked. "Has he been being bullied?"

Emily took a deep breath, "It was the beginning of the school year, they'd shove him in his locker and whatnot. I'd get text messages to come rescue him. He told me he would tell you two." She said.

Beca kissed her daughter's head, "All he told me was that Katie broke up with him because he was too much to handle." She said using air quotes around the last four words.

Emily cuddled more into her mama before saying, "He's the smartest person I know. If I were to have half of his brain, I'd be more than an A-B student. I can't imagine how difficult it could be in his shoes."

Chloe stared down at her son, her precious baby boy then looked back up to where Beca and Emily were snuggling. Her heart couldn't help, but break for what the world does to her son, but couldn't help, but soar when her precious baby girl protecting her baby brother. And as the family fell asleep that night together, she could help, but be thankful.

Chloe was a doctor, she and Stacie opened their own practice ten years ago and she enjoyed working with the former Bella. They worked with underprivileged kids who's parents couldn't necessarily afford health insurance and it was kind of the best of both worlds. She got to help underprivileged kids while working with someone that over the years became one of her best friends.

Stacie married right out of med school, which came as a surprise to most of the Bellas because she seemed like she'd be the one who would never settle down, but somehow, to everyone's surprise, Aubrey Posen could be the only one who would be able to tame her. So when the doctor and the school administrator settled down and even started a family, the jokes of how whipped Dr. Stacie Conrad-Posen was seemed to settle down enough. Together the couple had two boys of their own. Noah was Emily's age and David was Peyton's. The four grew up together and were practically siblings more so than the cousin role that they set out to be when each were born.

When Chloe walked into work a couple of mornings after the all night family snuggle session, her mind kept thinking about her son. If he was being bullied and Emily was taking care of it, it obviously meant that she wasn't going to an adult about it. Aubrey was the preparatory academy's headmaster and neither she nor Stacie have said a word about her son being bullied or if they did know, why didn't she know about it?

She was snapped out of her thoughts by, "Morning Chloe," Stacie said as they passed each other in the lobby of the office. "How was your weekend?"

Chloe's head snapped up, "Hmm? Oh, it was alright. We pretty much spent it as a family. How was yours?" She responded quickly.

Stacie looked at her friend and said, "Quiet. The boys were out doing their own thing and Aubrey spent most of the weekend working on grants at Heritage, so I pretty much had the house to myself this weekend. You okay?"

Chloe took a sip of the coffee that Beca made sure to make her on the way out, "Hm? Oh yeah. Sorry didn't sleep the greatest last night." She said. It wasn't a lie, she couldn't. She kept thinking about Peyton being bullied at school and Emily taking care of it. Whatever that meant. She tossed and turned for hours until Beca mumbled something and then scratched her lower back until she fell sleep.

Stacie nodded understandingly, "Everything okay in the Mitchell household?" She asked.

Chloe nodded then shrugged, "It was a weird weekend," she said. "Peyton is still not being challenged in school and apparently is being bullied or was being bullied. Emily said she took care of it and I'm not sure I want to know what that means."

"Noah and David didn't say anything about him being bullied. Aubrey either." Stacie said. "Aubrey did make a joke about him needing to already be in college already though."

"I think that's the only option that we have right now," Chloe said. "If he's not being challenged enough, it means that we need to do something and if he's being bullied, it may be good to get him out of there."

Stacie smiled at her friend, "You're a good mom, you know." She said.

"Thanks," Chloe said smiling back as a nurse came in to tell Stacie that her first appointment of the day was here. The redhead went back to her office to prepare for her day when she received a text message from her wife that made her smile really big for the majority of the day.

I love you beautiful.

Sure it was cheesy, but little things like that meant that Beca was thinking about her and little things like that were reminders that despite everything going on, she had the best wife and best family in the world.

I love you too baby. Have a good day. x x

Chloe smiled down at her phone for a moment before getting paged into her first appointment of the day.

Yeah, just a little intro chapter. Hoping to create more as the idea develops in my head.