A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for following this story until its fateful end. Can't believe we're at the last chapter of this whirlwind of a fic.

Thank you for being amazing readers as well! Sorry if this chapter is a bit short compared to the rest, but it is time to conclude this tale so there isn't much else to say. There might be a surprise post of a new fic (not the December one that I promised but one of the four) if I actually finish the first one some time tonight... if not tomorrow... as a thanks to all of you ;)

So yeah. Without further ado, here is chapter 30 featuring the songs 'You and I' by Jon McLaughlin (accompanying that third wedding I promised! – sorry if it's short and shenanigans free - I wanted to keep it simple and intimate in the sense of things) and 'Say You Won't Let Go' by James Arthur. Listen to the songs as you read the chapter, trust me, it's so worth it.

Enjoy.

I don't own pitch perfect.

I got a funny feeling, everything's going to be okay
All of my worries, suddenly fading away

Beca couldn't stop herself from smiling.

They actually made it this time.

And she's resisting all of her urges to turn around, impatiently waiting for the moment she could gaze at her blushing bride.

To her side, Luke can't help but chuckle. But not about Beca's impatience. Really it was because all the Bellas were already balling their eyes out as they each made their way to their places. Aubrey in particular was already crying and sniffling as she made her way through the aisle. Luke sniggering even more from his own amusement.

Beca would have elbowed him, ask him to stop, but she knew that Luke himself was just too happy they were finally here.

After their long journey.

And I just can't stop smiling
Ever since I heard the news
That you love me, and I love you

Beca took a deep breath when Luke finally stopped chuckling, his jaws nearly dropping. One look on his face already said it all. Chloe must look even drop dead gorgeous than she usually was.

And she was right.

One look, that's all it took, and it was enough to knock the wind out of Beca's lungs.

Breathing required much attention, otherwise she run out of air.

Chloe made her way slowly down the aisle, the thin veil barely concealing her beauty, all under the glorious light that shone upon her as she made her way. Chloe looked up and smiled a gentle smile at Beca.

And all at once, a symphony of music and a flurry of starry nights and treasured memories had taken over her. Leaving her speechless, amazed, and in awe.

All of the stars above us
They could fall out of the sky
And dark clouds could come, block the sun
From now 'til the end of time

Each step was a step taken closer to home. Each minute that passed by was one sharp breath reminding Beca she was alive, that this was all real, and that it was just even better than all she could have hoped for or dreamed off.

Every single emotion Chloe evoked from her was like a rush of blood through her veins, keeping her grounded in that moment as she etched each and every passing moment.

It was like watching a goddess descend, an angel fall in love with a mere mortal, and Beca couldn't ever stop thanking her lucky stars that they found each other in the world they live in.

The missing piece, the perfect complementary image, a reflection of each other, the soulmate at the end of the thread that bound them.

With the last few steps, Beca knew she will always love Chloe, she always had, and she always will. In this life and in the next. In this world and in all other realities.

See I don't need anything, as long as this is true
That you love me, and I love you

And Chloe finally reached her, she smiled the brightest smile Beca had ever seen, a smile even brighter than the sun.

Beca was fairly certain she had the same look on her face.

So lay your head on my shoulder
Take my hand and go with me
Forever side by side

The purpose of all those ups and downs suddenly became clear to her as she took Chloe's hands in her own.

All the heaven and hell of their lives and relationship finally made sense.

The turbulent storms they faced, the perfect quiet moments, Beca was thankful for all of them now.

Because they were home and more than that

And I want to wake every morning
To your face and my falling heart
Beating side by side

Not a single person was left with no tears in their eyes as they got to their vows.

And of course Chloe said hers perfectly the way she always does, just so perfectly her.

And of course Beca stumbled on some of her words in the perfectly adorable way that Chloe always loved.

Clearly Beca veered off script too, not taking the piece of paper Luke handed her, the paper that kept changing over the past evening since no words could just capture what Chloe was to Beca.

She'd promise her everything, the moon included.

After all, Chloe was her sun.

But I don't have all the answers
And I sure ain't a perfect guy
I've got no bank account or fancy house
High in a high rise

But Beca knew she wasn't perfect and she's learned that perfect wasn't them at all.

They were just them. Always have just been Chloe. Always have just been Beca.

Imperfect, their love story. But the best one that Beca knew in the end.

Always have just been in love with each other.

"You're not the love of my life, Chloe Beale. You are more than that. You are love itself, the definition of it in my life." Beca said as she concluded her endless ramblings.

But one thing's for certain
I'm one happy, lucky fool
'Cause you love me, and I...

And how else could Chloe respond but to kiss Beca passionately even before being prompted to.

I love you

"Oh no, I see the heart eyes. The heart eyes are here. I blame you for this." Clark said looking at his older brother, Bennett, after pointing out the look between their moms. His trademark scowl was in full effect. For a thirteen year old, he sure has mastered the look that Beca wore so well during the later years of her teens.

They were in the living room, waiting for friends and family to arrive for their annual Christmas party. The party was always exclusively friends and family only.

But boy was that list an extensive one.

And Chloe could only guess by the scowl on Clark's face and the embarrassed look on Bennett's that they were most definitely not looking forward for one of their friends or uncles and aunts to drop by in such an unfortunate time – for them at least.

Chloe loved these moments.

Bennett ran a hand through his red hair, as he tried mumbling something of an excuse. Beca was quick though, not letting him get away with such an important 'life lesson'.

To his side, Christine smirked. Enjoying the torment of her seventeen year old brother. The two have always been close, the benefits of being only two years apart really, and in some ways, she had missed these family kind of moments they've always shared since she started college.

Christine mimicked Bennett's actions, running a hand through her long dark brown hair, the smirk turning into a smug as her brother silently pleaded for help.

"I don't understand why you're complaining. You were the one who wanted help." Christine then said with a chuckle.

Making Bennett blush even more. He's always been the shy type, a shock to both his moms really.

"Yeah, and where else would one look for help but to the master?" Brielle then added before both her older brothers all but glared at her.

"Do you really want to wait until your uncle Luke, or your aunt Amy, or aunt Stacie get here?" Beca then said to Bennett with a knowing look.

To which all their children looked mortified. Luke was one thing – a never ending teasing of growing up, really, that and the obliviousness of their parents at the start of their love story – but Amy and Stacie.

"Bennett, just keep complaining okay? I'm still scarred from how aunt Stacie happily decided to explain the birds and the bees to us. And that was six years ago." Christine said with a serious look and Chloe chuckled.

"I still think it was better her than your mom here." Beca then said, settling down with the guitar right next to Chloe.

"Hey!" Chloe replied. "And what does that supposed to mean?"

"I just down want our children jumping into strangers showers." Beca replied with a chuckle.

"Do we want to know?" Clark asked all too Beca-like.

To which the two older siblings chorused, "No."

Bennett sighed, finally relenting. Christine was right and Clark was getting impatient. Brielle just really lived for these moments, her ocean blue eyes shining as bright as Chloe's.

Chloe tried to keep a straight face but with just a strum of the guitar, the smile on her face was already breaking free.

She should get used to this by now.

What with Beca's relentless ways, she really is the master of wooing.

I met you in the dark
You lit me up...
You made me feel as though
I was enough...

Beca started to sing. She was looking at Chloe with that trademark smirk of hers that was perfectly replicated by half of their children at the moment.

Yes, that included the impatient Clark who loved hearing Beca play the guitar with such expertise.

We danced the night away
We drank too much
I held your hair back when
You were throwing up

Christine chuckled a little and Bennett was starting to relax, accepting the help he was being given. He was studying how his mom sang the song and played the guitar, always quick at picking things up. Chloe could already guess why he was trying to master the details in his head.

Then you smiled over your shoulder
For a minute, I was stone cold sober
I pulled you closer to my chest
And you asked me, to stay over
I said, I already told ya
I think that you should get some rest

Brielle started singing along silently, even Clark started tapping the rhythm of the song on the armchair of the sofa.

Bennett kept his eyes on Beca while Chloe saw Christine smiling genuinely and proudly at her.

And Chloe couldn't help but smile, let the feeling sink in.

This was supposed to be for Bennett.

Somehow she couldn't help but get the feeling this was for her too.

I knew I loved you then
But you'd never know
Cause I played it cool when I was
Scared of letting go

And Chloe could barely keep the butterflies. Memories worth of dancing around each other's feelings, of endless ups and downs…

…who knew it all led to the moment now in their home where Beca's playing a song to help their son step out of his shyness and go after the girl he likes.

I knew I needed you
But I never showed
I wanna stay with you
Until we're grey and old
Just say you won't let go
Just say you won't let go

Beca was looking straight into Chloe's eyes now and the redhead could barely take her eyes off Beca's stormy blues. Her smile was becoming bigger, she couldn't help it.

Considering Beca was singing her a song that morning as they lazily got out of bed.

And that she was playing the piano with Brielle the night before, essentially serenading her.

Considering it's been twenty years of marriage. Twenty years of romantic lines on post-it notes, of single stemmed flowers, and more.

Considering it's been twenty years of balancing work, life, love, and raising kids with Beca's unwavering promise of wooing Chloe every day.

Really should be used to this by now.

Even their kids were.

I'll bring you coffee with
A kiss on your head
I'll take the kids to school
Wave them goodbye
I thank my lucky stars for that night

Beca kept her eyes on Chloe, placing the guitar down much to Bennett's disappointment, but she didn't stop singing. She offered a hand to Chloe as she stood up and Chloe chuckled.

Twenty years later and they were still fools in love.

Maybe that's their midlife crisis right there. Acting like teenagers falling for the first time.

When you looked over your shoulder
For a minute, I forget that I'm older
I wanna dance with you right now
You looked as beautiful as ever
And every day you get a little better
You make me feel this way somehow

Chloe accepted Beca's hand and they both swayed to the song Beca was singing.

"I wish I can find my soulmate already and get married and be like our moms." Chloe heard Brielle whisper to Christine. The older girl chuckled and shook her head as she run her fingers through the younger girl's red hair.

"Don't grow up too soon now, kiddo." she said to her sister who was nine years her junior.

Clark reached out for the guitar, beating Bennett, and picked up where Beca left off.

Cause I'm gonna love you till
My lungs give out
I promise till death we part
Like in our vows
Yeah, we've come so far my dear
Look how we've grown
And I wanna stay with you
Until we're grey and old
Just say you won't let go
Just say you won't let go

Chloe let Beca finish the song before pulling her in a tight embrace, pressing a light kiss on her lips.

"Geez guys, keep it PG here. Either that or get a room." Clark then said and both Beca and Chloe couldn't help but laugh at his retort.

"Now that is not how you talk to your parents, young man." Beca said, trying to scare Clark into thinking he might be grounded.

Although their son was wiser now, knowing full well that Beca was never the strict parent, Chloe was.

Chloe simply shook her head, still smiling. "But let it be a lesson for all of you. That is how you woo someone." she said and both Bennett and Christine chuckled. Brielle simply looked in awe while Clark rolled his eyes.

The youngest of their sons wanted to say something else when the doorbell. Chloe saw a mischievous grin pass briefly in Clark's eyes as he sought for his older sister's approval.

A silent deal going on.

And Christine smirked.

"Oh, I do hope that's aunt Aubrey and aunt Stacie. I can't wait to tell them you've got the biggest crush on their daughter." Christine teased as she rushed for the front door, Clark quickly behind her.

"W-wait. Hey! I said wait!" Bennett then stammered as he clumsily tried to stop his siblings from spilling the beans.

Beca laughed and shook her head once the three had left. "I'll make sure they don't break anything on their way to the front door." she mumbled as she made her way after them and Chloe gave a thankful smile in return.

Brielle then leaned on her shoulders. "So the party's starting?" she had asked.

"Seems like it sweetie."

"Promise you'd pick up on that radio station story about you and mom tonight?" Brielle then asked. She was ten but she still loved hearing stories about how she and Beca got together, ever the hopeful little girl she was.

Chloe smiled and nodded, the memories of that night forever etched in her mind.

Like the songs and symphonies that accompanied the story of their love.