A/N: Here it is the last chapter of the Bellas Las Vegas Experience.

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Disclaimer: As always, I do not own Pitch Perfect or any of the characters, but I do love them.

Chapter 20

Epilogue

"Calm down woman, you're making me nervous."

"I can't help it Stacie," answers Beca as she fidgets again. She can't believe this day is here, an entire year has gone by, yet it feels like just yesterday. Beca stands in front of the floor-length mirror, and lets out an audible sigh. Looking at herself in the mirror, she studies the suit she's going to be wearing to her wedding, and wonders if it's appropriate attire. She wants to dress for the occasion, but not give away the surprise.

A surprise wedding that could be happening in the next four hours, if everything goes as planned; which isn't guaranteed. Which is why Beca is super nervous.

She's been planning this day for months, but now that it's here, it kind of feels surreal. She'd never in a million years believe she would be standing here, getting ready to marry Chloe; well remarry, but here she is.

"Quit fidgeting short-stuff," says Stacie from behind her.

"Really? Comments about my height. That's what you're going with?"

"Yes," Stacie replies with a tease.

Stacie is standing just behind Beca doing something with her hair, making some last minor changes.

"Do you think she'll like it?" Beca asks Stacie.

"Hmm?"

"Do you think Chloe will like all of this?" Beca repeats.

Stacie looks at her best friend incredulously. "Do I think Chloe, the woman who has been in love with you for over five years. Who failed Russian Lit multiple times to stay close to you. Who risked everything, including her freedom for you. You're asking if she's going to love that you are giving her, her dream wedding? Is that what you are asking?" The leggy brunette says as she tilts her head to the side. "Are you kidding me Beca Mitchell…"

"Beale."

"Hmm?" Stacie hums her question as she fixes a curl.

"It's Beca Mitchell-Beale, not just Beca Mitchell."

"Which just proves the point I was going to make, before being so rudely interrupted…"

Beca smirks, "I'm just saying, as a scientist, you should want to be accurate…"

"Quiet, or I will sic my incredibly sexy yet scarily determined girlfriend on you." Stacie says in her sternest voice. Even in play, Beca cringes a little. Posen's intimidating personality has a lasting effect. Noticing, the taller brunette smirks, "I'm trying to make an insightful statement."

Their little back and forth is helping with her nerves, so Beca continues the playful banter. "What was it again?"

Stacie actually goes all serious for a second. "That of course Chloe is going to love this. It's incredibly romantic."

"Really?" Beca knows it is, but she can't get out of her own head.

Stacie sighs, "Trust me; she'll love it Becs."

"I hope you're right Stacie," Beca smiles, "I'm really ready to start the rest of my life with her."

"Relax Mitchell," Beca starts to say something, but Stacie corrects herself, "Mitchell-Beale. She loves you. More than anything in this world and she will love the surprise. She'll love all the decorations and preparations, because they are from you. She will appreciate all your work and effort, because she'll know it comes from your heart. So yes, everything will be fine" responded Stacie. The tall brunette makes a last little tweak, and say, "There, all finished."

Beca looks at herself, and can only smile. She doesn't think she's ever looked so put together. "Thanks Stacie, I appreciate everything."

"You're my best friend Beca, it's no big deal."

"It is to me," says Beca with all sincerity. "You and Aubrey are the only reason I might just pull this off.

"Okay, wish me luck," says Beca with a note of hope.

"You won't need it, but, good luck," says Stacie.

Beca grabs her wallet and keys and heads out the door, ready to get this evening started.

o0o

Beca is pulling into her neighborhood, humming along to the song playing on the car's stereo. It's one of the mixes she made for Chloe back in college. Thinking back on that day, she wonders if her subconscious was already where her heart and head would someday be. This mix is definitely one someone puts together for a love.

The mix leaves her nostalgic for those college days. She wouldn't change them, yet she would. She loves the little family she gained there, and she loves the time she was there with Chloe, yet she wishes she had realized a little sooner who her soulmate was.

Still she and her wife were making up for lost time.

It had been a whirlwind romance. At least since they got married. They hadn't been able to go on a proper honeymoon, lives too busy, schedules too full, but that hadn't stopped the two from cherishing every moment they spent together

Now on their anniversary, Beca really wants to surprise Chloe with her dream wedding. It's been difficult to plan, while keeping Chloe in the dark, but the Bellas has been a great help. Especially Aubrey, Stacie and Emily.

Pulling into their driveway, she honks the car horn.

Beca's picking up Chloe in her restored red '64 Mustang Fastback. She steps out and goes around to hold the passenger side door open.

The front door opens and Chloe steps out of their condo.

Beca's jaw drops as her eyes grow the size of saucers; Chloe looks amazing.

Chloe giggles and does a little twirl, and Beca can only count her blessings that this gorgeous woman wanted to marry her.

As she steps towards the car, Chloe takes a good look at Beca, and now it's her turn to feel a rush of desire. Beca is dressed to the nines.

"Wow, Beca. You look so Hot!"

Beca smiles and takes her wife into her arms, and the two kiss deeply. "I pale in comparison to you, Chlo," she whispers huskily.

Returning the kiss, Chloe replies in her sexiest voice. "Flattery will get you everywhere." The two women kiss again, and it's as filled with as much love and passion as their first kiss one year ago

"I like the look Mrs. Mitchell-Beale," Chloe says breathlessly.

"So, do I, Mrs. Mitchell-Beale," Beca replies huskily.

"You know, we don't have to go out. We could stay in," Chloe whispers, her eyes making her meaning very clear.

Beca's eyes darken with lust, and for a split second she considers taking the offer, but then she remembers her plan. "Wha… Oh… No; we can't. I mean you look so beautiful, I have to take you out and show you off."

Maybe I don't want to be shown off. Maybe for our anniversary I want to reenact our celebration from after the riff-off."

Beca's face blushes red at the memory of that night, and the next morning, and the next afternoon, and really the next two days, until Aubrey forced them to come back and rejoin civilization.

"Maybe… I mean no…" Beca stammers. It's made worse as Chloe turns on her puppy dog eyes, and begins to pout. "Please Chloe. We have reservations, and you look so beautiful. I love what you did with your hair."

"Aubrey stopped by to do it. She wanted to wish us a happy anniversary. She did it before rushing to meet Stacie. They have some engagement tonight." Chloe says.

"Please Chloe, let me take you out on a proper date tonight, and then we can reenact the night of our victory celebration."

Beca's face falls as Chloe shakes her head no. "I don't think so, Becs." The redhead turns to the car, and over her shoulder she says, "We're going to top it." The wiggle of Chloe's hips adds just the right exclamation to her words.

Beca swallows as she closes the car door. That was too close.

o0o

They arrive at the hotel in good time, and Chloe is excited, she's wanted to go to the rooftop restaurant for ages. She's a little surprised when Beca pulls a small suitcase from the car's trunk, before letting the valet drive it away. At the redhead's quizzical look, Beca says sheepishly. "We may have a reservation for the honeymoon suite."

Chloe squeals, and wraps her wife in a big hug. Beca smiles at her wife, loving the child-like joy she can display when she's happy and excited. "I love you Chlo."

"I love you Becs."

They make their way through the hotel lobby, and Beca becomes nervous again. She's not sure how she's going to divert Chloe to the ballroom, instead of the restaurant. As she makes her way to the elevators, the problem is solved for her; a smartly dressed man, whose name tag states he's the manager intercepts them. "I'm afraid the elevators to the restaurant are having difficulties. If you follow me, I can lead you to the alternative elevators next to the ballroom."

Beca is surprised, but nods, giddy at her good fortune. "Thanks."

The man smiles, and says, "This way."

They follow a step behind the man, and Beca can't help but smirk as of course Chloe has struck up a conversation with the man. She's proudly told him that it's their one year anniversary.

"Well, we'll have to do something special for you then," says the manager as he turns the corner, and into the hotel's conference center.

It's at that moment the two women hear the song being sung at its most beautiful; Just the Way You Are and then a few heartbeats later Just a Dream, mixes in. Both sung exactly as they had been sung oh those many years ago in the abandoned pool at Barden University.

Chloe is confused. "Becs? That sounds just like…"

They walk around the corner, and there are the Bellas standing in two lines, one side with Aubrey at the front singing Just the Way You Are and the other with Stacie, singing Just a Dream. The Bellas are all dressed in beautiful blue gowns, with their yellow Bella scarves tied to their left wrist. They form a phalanx leading to the double doors of the ballroom, and standing in front of the doors are another group of people.

"Aubrey?" Chloe freezes in surprise, so Beca is forced to pull her along. "What are you doing here? What are all of you doing here?"

"Happy anniversary Chloe. The Bellas and I wanted to do something special for you two. Lucky for us, your wife had the perfect plan."

Chloe gives her best friend a hug, which is quickly joined by the rest of her Bella family. The redhead is so surprised and overwhelmed by the gesture of the Bellas being there she doesn't even register the other people in the room. She's about to apologize to them when she realizes all of the people there are their respective families, all with huge smiles and even a few tears.

"Mom? Dad? What are you…"

Claire Beale, Chloe's mother, steps forward and answers with a hug. "You have a very persuasive wife, Chloe," answers her Father, as he hugs the both of them. "And a romantic one," adds Claire, as she pulls Beca in.

"Which she got from her mother," says Beca's father, Warren, as he hugs his daughter and then his daughter-in-law.

"This tops anything I could have come up with," says Beca's mother, Mary, as she sweeps in for hugs.

"All I know is it's amazing," says Claire.

Chloe is fairly certain that her mother had known for years that she was in love with Beca. She had been so happy and supportive of them as a young couple when she brought Beca home, and informed her parents that she was married. Her father had been a bit perturbed at first, but Chloe's mother had been accepting immediately. Still Chloe had felt her mother was a bit sad, she hadn't been there to witness her only daughter's wedding.

Turning to her wife who has stayed back to watch the outpouring of emotions, Chloe sees Beca smile shyly. "What's going on Becs?" Chloe asks, confusion very discernible in her voice and features.

"We're getting married Chlo," answers Beca confidently.

"Um, Becs? We are married…"

"Yeah, I know, but you have been dreaming of the fairytale wedding since you were five. I'm giving you the wedding we should have had."

Chloe is confused, there's too much information coming in at once. She's a swirl of emotions. Beca looks to Aubrey and asks her to show Chloe. Their blonde friend smiles brightly, secretly happy to have this moment. She steps to the side and picks up a beautiful wedding gown, and displays it with a flourish.

"M-Mom? Is… is that?"

"Yes, Chlo-Bear. That's my wedding dress, and now it'll be yours." Mother and daughter come together and hug, each fighting back tears. When Chloe pulls back, she uses the back of her hand to wipe away tears.

Beca takes this moment to step up to Chloe, looking her in the eyes, "Chloe Mitchell-Beale," she grabs Chloe's hands with her own, as she drops to one knee, "Will you please do me the honor of marrying me? Again?" She brings Chloe's right hand up and kisses the back of it.

"Yes, God YES!" Chloe's face breaks into the biggest smile. She pulls Beca up, bringing their lips together into a deep sensuous kiss.
Neither notice the sounds of adoration from all who are there to witness this moment.

"Please go with Aubrey, she's going to finish preparing you. I'll be waiting in there." Beca gestured with a nod of her head.

Aubrey and her line of Bellas actually giggle as they excitedly sweep Chloe away to change her. Beca can't help smiling as she follows Stacie and Fat Amy into the ballroom.

o0o

Thirty whirlwind minutes later Chloe is dressed in her mother's wedding gown; the one she had always dreamed of wearing. It's a white strapless gown with a sweetheart neckline, and blue roses intertwined in the lace bodice and the trim of the skirt. The only new item is a silver lace veil that has been added to complete the ensemble.

Emily steps forward and presents Chloe with a bouquet of Calla Lilies. "I'm so happy for you guys," cries Emily. Chloe sweeps the younger woman into a hug.

"Thanks, Em," Chloe whispers.

"You look beautiful Chlo-bear," says her father as he offers his arm.

"Thanks, Daddy," gushes Chloe as she fights back tears.

"Hey, none of that, or you'll have me crying," says Chloe's Mother. It's too late, both women are tearing up.

Music can be heard from inside the ballroom. Aubrey organizes the Bellas that are there. "Emily, you're going first."

"I can't believe you guys are making me be the flower girl," Emily huffs.

"You're the aca-baby," says Aubrey. "It fits, plus this will teach you to make a bet with Fat Amy."

"Fine," pouts Emily.

Aubrey steps over to the double doors and opens them with a flourish. When she opens the door, Chloe is left speechless. She sees the wedding of her dreams all laid out, and her beloved wife waiting at the end of the aisle, next to Cynthia Rose, who is standing in the place of the minister.

The whole spectrum of colors is visible in the room in the form of violets, lilacs, roses, and dozens of other flowers, though white is still the most common, no surprise.

"Why has Amy jumped in front of Stacie?" Aubrey grumbles, as she notes the two women standing with Beca. Chloe can hear other grumbles, but she ignores it as all she can focus on is the scene before her.

With the doors opening, Ashley and Jessica begin singing 'Only Time' by Enya, and Chloe is amazed. She doesn't remember ever telling Beca how much she liked this song for her wedding procession.

Emily begins walking down the aisle, and then followed by Lily, who escorts Chloe's mother. Chloe's actually really happy that Lily is one of her bridesmaids. It seems fitting, especially with all the help she was.

Aubrey is the last Bella standing with her, which is only fitting. Best friends for years, she couldn't imagine doing this without her. They share a smile, words not necessary, before falling into a tight hug, the promise of continued sisterhood silently passed. And then Aubrey turns, dabbing at the single tear that threatens to fall, she too makes her way down the aisle.

"You ready honey?"

"Yeah I am Dad. I just can't believe this is happening, it's amazing."

"I know what you mean. I couldn't believe it when Beca proposed the idea, when you brought her home to introduce her as your wife," says Christopher Beale.

"Wait! That was a year ago! In fact, a year ago next week."

"Yeah," her father nods.

"When did she suggest this?" Chloe is floored by this news.

"When she and I disappeared to play pool in my man-cave. She asked for my permission to marry you again." Christopher says with a smile.

"And she did all this," Chloe says in wonder.

"With the help of your mother and Bree. They kinda filled in the details. That's our cue, should we go?"

"YES!"

Chloe is astonished; it's exactly what she always envisioned her wedding to be. She doesn't know how, but Beca has prepared every little detail, just like Chloe has dreamed of with every single detail.

Beca gasps as Chloe steps into the ballroom. She would swear on a stack of bibles, she has never seen Chloe look more radiant than she does right now.

Everyone in the ballroom stands up as the bride walks in. The room is alive with soft whispers as Chloe is slowly walking up the aisle, on her father's arm. Beca's heart melts at the sight of how Beautiful Chloe looks in her wedding dress. She looks perfect walking down the aisle.

Chloe's amazed at how many people are there. All their friends are there, row after row of them. Looking to her left she sees Denise, looking beautiful with her and Cynthia Rose's daughter, Angela Rose, cradled in her arms, with that proud shine of new mother glow.

It seems like her entire extended family and Beca's, plus many dear friends, some of whom she hasn't seen in years are here. Even Jesse is there, with his new girlfriend, Amanda.

Looking back to the front, she sees Beca smiling at her, with Fat Amy and Stacie standing next to her.

Before she knows it, she's being delivered to Beca, her father lifting his arm, so as to guide her hand to Beca's. Chloe throws protocol to the wind and crashes her body into Beca's, hugging and kissing her repeatedly. Between kisses she whispers, "Thank you, thank you, thank you…"

"You know I'd do anything for you; Chlo," Beca says in all sincerity.

Chloe plants a deep kiss on Beca's lips, which Beca deepens.

"I love you." Chloe says.

"I love you too," Beca grins. "You look so gorgeous," says Beca with so much love in her voice, she makes Chloe blush. Before Beca could say anything more, Cynthia Rose clears her throat drawing their attention.

"Shall we begin?" Cynthia Rose asks. The young couple turn and step in front of CR, who begins these proceedings, "We are gathered today to celebrate the union of these two women, who legally married one year ago, but due to circumstances, could not celebrate it with friends and family."

Cynthia looks out to her wife, catching her eyes. She smiles and continues, "What many of you might not know is that they married in part because I made a colossal mistake." A murmur can be heard through the crowd. "It caused both these women a tremendous amount of trouble, and threw a number of different obstacles in their path. Yet the love they share would not be stopped or impeded."

"Beca and Chloe met in college, and became fast friends first, their love for one another growing in that fertile soil. It grew to the point that when the time came, and it was put to the test, there was little doubt the outcome."

Cynthia refocuses on her two dear friends, "Still there was a test, and though they passed with flying colors, I'm here to again apologize and to help them to celebrate their marriage in the most fitting way possible. To marry them in front of family and friends, as it was meant to be."

Cynthia looks at Beca, "You have vows you want to say."

Beca nods, though an almost imperceptible look of hesitation crosses her features, but she swallows and starts, "Chloe Marie Mitchell-Beale, my love, my soulmate, and the other half of my heart, I love you more than I did yesterday, and I will love you more tomorrow. I have been falling in love with you since the day I met you. Every day I find myself falling even more in love with you. More than I thought was possible, and I can't imagine myself without you in my life anymore. I want to wake up to you for as long as I live. I want to share every moment and emotion with you, not sparing a single ounce of my soul for anyone else." A single tear fell from Beca's eyes as she continues. "Out of all the people on the planet, you picked me to love and for that I will never be able to repay you, but I pledge to try for the rest of my life."

Chloe has to dab at her eyes to keep the tears at bay. She speaks up for all to hear, "I'm a little caught off-guard, and don't have vows prepared…"

Beca whispers, "It's okay; you don't have…"

Chloe holds up her hands, "Beca Anne Mitchell-Beale, I knew the moment I saw you that there was something special about you, and you have proved me right ever since. You are such an amazing woman, someone whose star is on the rise, that I wonder if I can be enough. Yet I pledge that all that I'm am and all that I have, I give to you, though it hardly seems enough.

"Now that you are in my life all I know is love. When I see your face, and see your smile, I see love. When I hear your voice, whether a whisper or shout, I hear love. When I hear you singing or laughter, I hear love. I promise to give you the same. Thank you for loving me, for allowing me to be in your life, allowing me to prove I'm worthy of you, because I love you so much."

"You are worth so much more than you know Chlo," Beca whispers in answer, breaking convention. "I will prove it to you."

Cynthia-Rose speaks up, I think it's safe to say these two love each other." A chuckle of agreements rolls through the room. Cynthia-Rose looks at the two Maids of Honor. "May I have the rings?" She holds out her hand to Stacie and Aubrey, who place both rings in her hand. "Thank you, Beca can you please take Chloe's ring and please repeat after me." Beca gently picks up the princess cut diamond wedding band, as Cynthia-Rose says, "I Beca Anne Mitchell-Beale."

"I, Beca Anne Mitchell-Beale"

"Give you Chloe Marie Mitchell-Beale, this ring as a symbol of my love and commitment of the vows I've just spoken…"

"Give you Chloe Marie Beale, this ring as a symbol of my love and commitment of the vows I've just spoken." She repeats as she slides the ring onto Chloe's left ring finger. She smiles at her, and mouths the words 'I love you.'

Chloe gives a tearful smile as she mouths the words back.

"Now Chloe, please take Beca's ring and repeat after me." Chloe took the matching yet a bit smaller ring.

"I, Chloe Marie Beale…"

"I, Chloe Marie Beale…"

"Give you Rebecca Anne Mitchell this ring as a symbol of my love and commitment of the vows I've just spoken."

"Give you Rebecca Anne Mitchell this ring as a symbol of my love and commitment of the vows I've just spoken," as she slides Beca's ring on.

"Beca do you take Chloe as your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do." Beca smiles, her eyes still never leaving Chloe's.

"And do you Chloe take Beca as your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I DO!"

"We believe you," Cynthia chuckles,

"Then by the power vested in me by the state of California, I pronounce you married, again. You may-oh okay." Before Cynthia could finish Beca had already claimed Chloe's lips for the celebratory kiss. Family, friends and the Bellas stood, cheering the new newlyweds.

"I LOVE You," each woman says together.

"ALL RIGHT PITCHES LETS HEAR IT FOR BHLOE!" Yells Fat Amy.

Good nature laughter and clapping fills the room, and the couple blushes.

"LET'S GET TO THE PARTY PITCHES!" Amy follows up with. Aubrey gives the boisterous blonde a withering stare.

Chloe doesn't care, she's ready for the party that's about to commence. She wants to share this moment in time, her life is perfect.

"By the way Beca," she whispers.

"Yeah, Chlo," Beca answers.

With a devilish gleam in her eye, Chloe calmly tells her wife, "We are so topping the Vegas celebration."

o0o

Six months later…

"I'm telling you Chloe, it was…" Beca trails off as she realizes her wife has stopped listening, and is staring into their dining room. Beca turns and jumps back at the sight.

"Holy shit, Lily! You scared the crap out of me!"

Lily looks up nonchalantly from the magazine she's been reading while she's been waiting for the young couple to come home. She shrugs and then stands. When she's directly in front of the mystified couple, she begins to speak, or at least murmur.

Beca sees Lily's lips move, but doesn't understand a thing she's said.

Chloe on the other hand brings a hand to her mouth and exclaims, "Oh no! Fat Amy's father is an international criminal!"

Beca turns to her wife, "Wait, you can understand her?"

Chloe nods as she listens to Lily continue, "He's kidnapped her!"

Beca turns back to Lily, "What!?"

Chloe turns to Beca, "Fat Amy has been kidnapped by her father, he's got her on a yacht and is sailing to the Cayman Islands."

"Wait! What? You got all that from Lily's murmurs?" Beca asks incredulously.

Chloe looks at Beca with a look that says duh. "Of course." She then looks back to Lily, "What do you need?"

Beca frowns as she hears more murmurs. "Beca, we need to start packing."

"What?!"

"We're going to the Cayman Islands," says Chloe, matter-of-factly.

"What?!"

"The Bellas are going to rescue Fat Amy," says Chloe as they pull out their passports from a drawer in the kitchen.

"Wait! You keep our passports there," Beca says pointing.

"Of course," Chloe shrugs, "I always want them handy. Now go start packing."

"So, we're doing what?" Beca is still trying to wrap her head about this. "We can't do this, I'm still not sure what this is…"

Chloe sweeps Beca up and gives her a deep kiss. "We the Bellas are going to the Cayman Islands and we're going to rescue our Bella sister, Fat Amy." The redhead smiles broadly, "This is awesome, you get to see and participate as the Bellas go all Mission Impossible!"

Beca looks at her wife with a look, "Don't you think that sounds a bit farfetched?"

"Trust me Beca, it'll be amazing!"

Beca smiles, "I'll be doing it with you?"

Chloe smiles softly as she answers, "Of course. Always."

"Then let's do this!" Beca declares excitedly.

"Together," Chloe says happily.

"Together."

o0o

A/N: So that's the end of the Bellas Las Vegas Experience. I hope you liked the ending.

Thanks to everyone who has read this story. It's been a lot of fun.

To the fans of my story Pitch Perfect 3: The Unauthorized Story. I will be continuing it. At the same time BeChloeIsLegit is publishing a joint story we are co-writing, Pitch Perfect 3: Bechloe is Legit. Please read it, I think you will like it.

To everyone who read this. Thanks!