A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for the wait! Here it is the not exactly but sort of is a sequel to 'Your Love is a Song'. Off the bat, I'd like to apologize for the amount of angst and heart break ahead… I can't help it, I'm drawn to sad songs. Anyways, I do promise light times ahead too, and it will be sweet but first the turbulence. All I can say is, they were so close, so close, and still so far…

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I don't own pitch perfect.

It's another new beginning, and somehow, it's not as hard as it seemed. Not anymore at least.

As a matter of fact, it's a new beginning Beca Mitchell is definitely looking forward to.

Beca took a deep breath as she got into the driver's seat of her car. All the boxes of packages and newly bought essentials placed as neat as possible in the trunk of her car.

It's been almost nearly a year. It's been an amazing, crazy, hectic, wonderfully messy year and for once she's actually enjoyed the ride.

She turned on the engine and pulled away from the parking space in front of the store she had just visited, turning on the radio in the process of her getting slowly out into the streets.

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

Two weeks.

In just two weeks she'll be walking down the aisle and wait for a gorgeous redhead to meet her at the end.

In just two weeks she'll be marrying Chloe Beale.

It was the one constant thought running around her head, it was a thought that would never leave her ever since she had gotten down on both knees and proposed.

Truthfully, it was a thought that had never left her since they had that Christmas in New York, watching Chloe skate in the midst of the crowded rink as if she was the princesses of grace and beauty – no, wait, she actually is.

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

Before graduating, Beca already got a job offer for the LA office of Residual Heat, Beca did impress the boss, after all. The move to LA had been planned since the news, although the packing took some time to finish. It was hard to say goodbye to their old friends but they did promise to stay in touch.

Jesse was still around, although he was busy with his own job. He would come and visit every now and then or grab a drink after work if they both had the spare time. Luke moved around three months after they did, deciding to keep a close eye on his sister. He did get a better job opportunity at LA too, so there was that.

And if anything, he became a good neighbor after having the luck of getting the studio apartment just a floor below Beca and Chloe's humble one bedroom flat.

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Stacie and Aubrey both moved to New York, so they were literally half way across the country from them but somehow the weekly skype calls never ended. If anything they doubled in frequency over time, except from when Stacie had to work for endless nights to get things working. It was apparently incredibly tough to live a life of a graduate student, but the two of them were hanging in there.

Amy was back in Australia, Bumper sticking around with her, but she's trying to figure out a way to make it back to the states and move permanently. The rest of the Bellas were scattered all around, Cynthia Rose and Denise were at Maine, Jessica and Ashley were in nearby San Francisco, Lilly was at DC, and Flo was for some reason at North Carolina. Of course Emily was still at Barden with Benji who decided to stick around with graduate studies as well.

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

It was strange, but it was wonderful, knowing that you're slowly living the dream you've been chasing for so long.

And Beca knew quite well that things would have been different if she never went to Barden, if she never met Chloe, and if she never had her in her life. She was forever thankful for that.

She can't help but reminisce. Life in LA had been tough the first few months. Both she and Chloe had to adjust to their new jobs, their new pace of living. There was this ridiculous argument about whether or not they should adopt a dog – Chloe saw a wolfdog pup she wanted to adopt and would not let things go until Beca agreed – and there was also the whole Thanksgiving incident that just ended up in all kinds of trouble.

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

In Beca's defense, that was the first Thanksgiving she co-hosted…

…and there was just so many.

Memories she never thought she'd ever make. And somehow she knows it all leads back to Chloe.

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

She was just really thankful she had the chance to make them.

It wasn't easy, growing up. But she was just thankful she wasn't alone anymore. She was thankful she had people to help her support the heavy weight of the world.

Truthfully, she never thought she'd find herself in a place where she was just happy, contented, and in love.

She never pictured her life panning out this way. Her thought had been adamantly on making it big in LA, the things she might go through to get there, and then eventually getting recognition with her work, meeting celebs and working with them too.

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

She remembered her mom gently trying to talk some sense in her, she remembered her dad drilling everything into her stubborn head. Life was harder than what she could ever imagine.

Beca couldn't help but wonder, again, if she had pursued a different path, would she find the wonderful picture of her life now? Would even be close to beautiful as it already was?

Or would it be drastically different?

She really didn't want to know.

She was just happy that Fate had allowed her story to play out the way it did. She didn't want to know what the alternative was.

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

She pulled to a stop at the light, taking a chance to glance out her window. LA was huge, and crazy, and busy, and hectic. It could be unforgiving. But having the chance to find a nice and simple neighborhood helped a lot.

It had been an unsurprisingly cold February but it was beautiful nonetheless. She remembered driving to the beach with Chloe for a weekend getaway for Valentine's, they were both busy working that day and with wedding preparations and everything, they didn't have the time to celebrate it properly on that day.

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

The remaining days were dwindling now. They were going to enter a new life together.

And somehow, the hectic mess that had initially taken them over since their move was slowly finding it's calm. Beca knew of course that it wasn't going to last long.

In the next two weeks, people would start coming in for the wedding.

Case in point, Aubrey and Stacie were planning to crash in their living room to help with final preparations soon. That's why she's stuck with some wedding errands that day in the first place. Because Chloe was picking them up at the airport.

Beca took a quick glance at her phone, no updates on whether their friends have made it just yet, so she set it aside in time for the lights to change.

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

But fate can change in a blink of an eye, a jilt of the wheel, and your life flashes before your eyes.

She couldn't remember anything for the most part.

Other than a huge force hitting her side of the car as she made her way through the intersection of a not so busy street.

Other than the fact that for some reason she was outside of a car that had tumbled a few times over.

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

She was staring at the sky, for how long, she wasn't sure.

Somewhere below she could feel some sort of jutting pain followed by a numbness that was slowly taking over her.

Her head was pounding and she was sure that somehow there's a wetness leaking from where the pain was.

And a certain fear was settling in.

She didn't want her story to end this way.

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

Beca was afraid and uncertain of what was going on. She knew it was cold, a kind of cold that she never did like.

And for some strange reason she found it confusing when everything turned white.

She could feel the rain, slowly pouring down with a chill… although, if it was even possible… it felt more like snow?

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

She could hear a little, some noise, maybe people chattering. And then eventually, in the numbing silence that followed, she heard the faint sirens of an ambulance.

For some reason, all she could dream of seeing was red and new wave of panic settling in.

Her story ending? No. It can't.

She didn't want the good memories to turn into dreams.

This can't be the end, Beca thought.

But that was before everything else faded into black.

Before all the last thoughts she could think of was that if this was the end, she would fight like hell to keep writing it.

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

But what happens next when your story becomes unwritten?

Would you really keep on writing it? Would you write a new one?

Or would you forget all about it?

A/N Part 2: This fic has elements borrowed from all three of my main big fics ('What If', 'Make a Wish', and 'Blank Slate') but I'm taking them in places I didn't before. I mean, instead of the decisions or things that happened in those stories I'm taking things to a different direction and molding them. Also, song featured in the chapter is the chapter title. If I use more than one, you'll see a list at the end.

This fic might have been influence by a 2012 movie with Channing Tatum and Rachel McAdams but again, it's not going to follow that plot. Events of PP2 might also be seen in flashbacks.

Hang tight, it's a bumpy ride ahead. I promise by chapter 3 we're getting Beca out of the hospital!

PS: I almost, almost, thought of having Beca get into an accident for playing Pokemon Go and not looking at where she was walking in the busy streets of LA… I mean, that might;ve been sort of funny… but anyways, don't Pokemon and drive/skateboard/bike. I've seen people crash their bikes into trees already…

PPS: I still have an irregular upload schedule, so... yeah... expect a chapter or two every month at least :P