A/N: I'm sorry. College and I had a thing. I did not like said thing.

Last chapter guys.

DISCLAIMER: I can't even get my hands on the Pokemon game I want (I went to the store yesterday on release day but it was sold ouuuut (which was to be expected but still) Dx), so it's safe to say I lack the skills to obtain Pitch Perfect rights. So no. Not mine.

Beca lie half awake on her bed, floating in and out of consciousness as her mind drifted about aimlessly. She had gone down to the police station earlier that day, having to fill in her side of the story on what happened concerning Ryan's death. The police already assumed it had been an act of self-defense, having questioned the hysterical Beca the day of the incident, but they needed an official statement for their files.

With Benji backing her up, she had relayed as much information as she could offer, twisting the story slightly so Chloe's ghost didn't come up; that would most likely do more harm than good to her credibility. She told it straight from the beginning, about her father's cheating, Chloe's murder, Ryan's threats, anything that pertained to the situation, the whole story finally unraveling itself and splaying out into the open. Her story matched up perfectly with the recording of Ryan's confession, but the recording also seemed to conveniently cut off right after the gunshot sound, a secret courtesy of Benji in order to cut out Chloe's voice.

When the police questioned Beca about the confrontation in the shed and what had happened in there, Beca simply stated the whole confrontation was a blur to her, and she had blacked out in her moment of panic, regaining her senses to find Ryan lying dead on the floor. The police pulled up the unresolved missing person's report on Chloe, and after Danielle confirmed Beca's story as well, they decided the teenager's story was reliable, connecting the dots as they deduced Beca must have blacked out under the emotional stress and adrenalin when her father had started screaming at her. With the fact that the gun was still in Ryan's hand, the police deemed his death as a suicide to escape arrest, and in the end, once the story was sorted out, all the witnesses were dismissed. It was finally over.

While Beca was happy everything had worked itself out, her dad was no longer an issue and Chloe was avenged and freed from her confinement, it gave the situation a strong sense of finality, like that part of her story had finally passed and was over for good. Everything to do with the redhead had been removed from her life, and it made Beca feel emptier than ever before. The ghost's absence seemed so much more official now; Chloe was permanently gone from the DJ's life forever, nothing more than a passing memory that was whisked away far too quickly.

Curling up into a tighter ball in a futile attempt to calm the aching in her chest, Beca sighed, burrowing deeper underneath her sheets as her mind inevitably danced once again with Chloe's memory.

Chloe's eyes flickered opened tentatively, the overwhelming brightness causing a sharp pain to shoot through her head, and her eyes watered as she quickly jammed them shut again. After a few seconds she opened them again, slower this time, peeking tentatively through her lashes as her eyes adjusted to the harsh light. Once she was able to fully open them she glanced around curiously, taking in the new surroundings displayed before her. It was a pitch white area of nothingness, but it was oddly calming, her body floating aimlessly about. However, it felt different than her ghostly floating; she couldn't control where she was floating at all right now. Not like there was anywhere she could go anyways.

"Hey ginger, how's it hanging?" an Australian voice spoke suddenly, casually cutting through the silence. Chloe whirled around in surprise, at least she tried to.

"Who's there?" the redhead asked, twisting her neck to look around for the source of the voice. She jumped when a big blonde woman appeared rather suddenly in front of her, the stranger displaying a small sheepish grin once she realized she had surprised Chloe.

"Sorry for startling you," she offered apologetically. "I'm Fat Amy."

Chloe raised an eyebrow at this odd woman. "Um, Fat Amy? You call yourself Fat Amy?"

"Yeah, so twig bitches like you don't do it behind my back," Amy explained simply, giving a wide toothy grin.

"Um, okay..." Chloe shook her head slightly. "So... where exactly are we, Fat Amy?" the redhead asked, looking around at the blank white surroundings again.

"We are, wherever you want to be," the blonde said vaguely. "It's quite nice here, don't you think?"

"Well, yeah I guess, but-"

"There's also something I need to discuss with you," Amy cut in. "Something a little bit important."

Chloe gave Amy a curious look. "Um, okay. What is it?"

"Well you see, I work with all that fate mumbo jumbo," Amy began to explain, "and it's been brought to my attention by my superiors that you killed Mr. Mitchell back in the real world. Which is wonderful because, you know, avenging your death and all that fun stuff," Amy started. Then she scrunched her face up, "buuuut, you also kind of meddled with fate a little bit."

"What do you mean?" Chloe asked, raising an eyebrow. Was Amy some sort of master of fate or something?

"Eh, well you know," the blonde started, "you messed with how fate had planned everything out. Specifically when you caught that bullet and flung it back at Mr. Mitchell like it was a hacky-sack. No ghost has ever been able to do that before, and we really weren't planning on it happening. You knocked our fate plans all out of whack, just blew them to smithereens," Amy said, making an exploding hand movement. "Made us re-think everything and question our life choices and stuff, you know?"

"Um, I'm sorry I'm not sorry," Chloe said with a hesitant shrug, not fully sure were the Australian was going with this.

Amy, seeing Chloe's confused face, sighed exasperatedly as she tried to think of the simplest terms to put it. "You see ginger, you tampered with fate," she stated bluntly. "When Mr. Mitchell shot that gun, Beca was supposed to die. That was how we had it planned."

Chloe's eyes widened at this, her breath snagging in her throat. "Oh my gosh. What?" she whispered. She didn't even want to imagine what it would have been like to see Beca get killed, to see the bullet impale her body, the light leave her steel blue eyes and watch as her body fell with a sickening thump at the hands of her own father, the same man that had murdered Chloe; just thinking of it made her chest hurt, and she couldn't begin to fathom how horrible the situation would have turned out if her favourite little DJ had died. How the situation was supposed to pan out, had Chloe not tampered with fate.

Seeing the redhead's expression, Amy softened her resolve. "Yeah, it would have been horrible, but it was how it was supposed to be. However, you caught the bullet and flung it back at him, something that I've never seen happen before. Like ever. Which is a little bit awesome in a way," the blonde assured Chloe, demonstrating the word 'little' with her index finger and thumb. "You can be proud of that accomplishment and stuff I guess. You know, even though you've messed up my plans and made this whole thing a bit difficult."

"What are you getting at exactly? What's going to happen?" Chloe asked, slightly nervous.

Amy hunched her shoulders, looking thoughtful. "Well, if Beca were to die that night, you and Mr. Mitchell would have still been stuck down there, and I would have only had to take care of one soul," the Australian began to explain, holding up one finger. "But, you meddled, and now instead of one soul, I have to unexpectedly take care of two: yours and Mr. Mitchell's," the blonde held up a second finger for emphasis.

"So what are you going to do then?" the redhead asked.

Amy sighed dramatically. "Weeeeell, I could just take care of you both, but it sounds like a lot of work, and I'm not really prepared for it and stuff. I just wanna get this over with, cuz there's a cheesecake in the fridge calling my name."

"... Wait, are you dead too? I thought we couldn't eat foo-"

"But anyway," Amy continued to speak as if Chloe hadn't even said anything. "Usually in this situation I would send back the person you killed, Mr. Mitchell."

Chloe's eyes widened. "... You uh... you're not gonna do that though, right?"

"Yeaaah, after looking over his records, I've determined that he seems like a dickhead, and I don't wanna send him back," Amy stated non-committedy, scrunching up her face. "Plus," the blonde added more sincerely, "there's also the fact that I know there's someone back in the real world who really misses you."

Chloe didn't even have to ask to know who the Australian was talking about, warm steely blue eyes and rich chocolate tresses rearing in her mind. "Beca?" the redhead stated questioningly. In response, Amy moved her hand, drawing out a glowing circle in the air. The circle shimmered before taking on a clear image inside of it, and Chloe was able to make out the petite silhouette of a familiar teen-aged girl curled up in her bed, staring blankly ahead with a sorrowful look.

"Beca," Chloe breathed out, heart reaching out to the younger girl as she saw how broken she looked. "Is she okay?"

"She's fine, just heartbroken," Amy stated, swishing the vision away with a flick of her hand. "She really loves you, you know."

A shy, yet bright genuine smile crossed Chloe's face as her breathing hitched, crystal blue eyes shimmering with emotion. "She does?"

"And you love her too."

The redhead nodded quickly, biting her lip. "I do. So so much," she admitted easily.

The blonde smiled. "Well good, you two are so good together. I totally ship you guys."

Chloe's love-struck look faltered, her face harboring another look of confusion. "Wait. Ship? What ship?"

"Yeah, like Bechloe."

"What does that-"

"Which is why, after maybe two seconds of debating, I've decided to give you the choice instead of Mr. Mitchell," Amy explained, cutting off the redhead.

"Choice?"

Amy looked seriously at the ghost before her, asking the question she had brought them here for in the first place. "Chloe, do you want to go back to the real world?"

The redhead's eyes widened, looked at Amy unsurely as she bit her lip. "You mean, as a ghost or...?"

"No, I mean as a human," the Australian clarified, smiling as Chloe's face lit up at this. "You'll have the same body as you did when you were alive, the same appearance, except we'll kinda repair it up for you. You know, cuz gunshot wound and decaying and stuff." Amy made a slight disgusted face at this before turning serious again. "So, what do you say? You wanna go back?"

"I say, y-yes. Yes!" Chloe chirped quickly, excitement taking over her features. "A thousand times yes! I want to be alive again!"

"I was hoping you'd say that," Amy stated, grinning widely at the bubbly redhead. Not hesitating in the slightest, the Australian raised her hand toward Chloe, creating a waving motion at her. Chloe felt her whole being tingle numbly, hot and cold prickles overcoming her before she felt warmer. She suddenly felt different, more constrained, weighed down. she felt solid. Her mind was spinning with the transition, making her dizzy and nauseous, but through the sensation she came to the shocking realization that she was now in her body. She had a body again; a solid, human body. She felt down her torso in disbelief, feeling her chest, her stomach, her legs, her face, her hair. They all felt foreignly solid, and Chloe examined her hands in excitement and wonderment. Her whole being ached with under usage, and her lungs began to burn with lack of oxygen, and she tentatively opened her mouth, sucking in a deep breath of air. Her first real breath of air in a long time. She was finally alive again.

Amy chuckled at Chloe's amazement and disbelief. "How does it feel to live again?" she asked. Chloe's bright crystal blue eyes flickered up to the blonde.

"It feels so different," Chloe croaked, vocal chords rusty with disuse. She cleared her throat before continuing. "It feels... Like a foreign feeling, but at the same time it's familiar. I don't know how to explain it. It's so wonderful... I'm alive again, like actually living. I didn't think I would ever..." she trailed off again, flickering her eyes back down to her hands with a wide grin, the reality of the situation finally sinking in as happy tears sprung to her eyes. She was alive. "Thank you so much Amy. You have no idea how much this means to me," she spoke sincerely, voice wavering with emotion.

Amy chuckled. "Your welcome. And you can repay me by going back down there and getting your girl," she said half jokingly, half seriously, "cuz my ship is suffering right now."

Though Chloe still hadn't a clue as to what the blonde was talking about, she gave a nod and a giggle, and with one last gesture and wave from Fat Amy, the redhead disappeared in a ball of light.

Beca was jolted from her semi-slumber when there was hurried knock at the door. The brunette grunted, pulling the sheets over her head as she tried to ignore the noise and go back to sleep. However, the visitor persisted, knocking again. And again.

Beca growled in frustration, flinging the covers off and quickly wiping her face with her hands as she stalked out of her bedroom.

"I'm coming!" she called out as the visitor knocked again, walking down the stairs as quickly as possible with her ankle cast. Getting to the door, she flicked the lock aside, yanking the door open. To her surprise, Benji stood in the doorway, looking like he'd eaten a big box of rainbows for breakfast. Beca raised a brow at this.

"Uh, hi Benji. What's up?" she asked unsurely. The boy grinned even wider.

"Oh nothing, I just know you've been really down lately and I thought I'd bring you a present to cheer you up," he explained giddily. Beca looked even more confused at this.

"Um, what do you-"

But before the DJ could finish her sentence Benji stepped aside from the doorway, and Beca stopped mid-sentence, her breath hitching as she saw the familiar red locks and brilliant blue eyes. She hardly had a second to process what was happening before she was tackled in a tight hug, a familiar hug that made her insides turn to goo, and she had an armful of happily crying redhead.

"Beca! I missed you so much! I would have come here first but I didn't know where you lived," Chloe babbled quickly, nuzzling her nose in the brunette's hair as she silently marveled at effortlessly being able to touch Beca, at Beca's warmth, Beca's scent, Beca's soft skin. The whole sensation was more than she could have ever imagined, tingles dancing about her skin at the electric touch of the brunette, and her scent was something Chloe never realized could be so addictive. It was all so new to her again, and it made her even giddier to be with the small DJ, more tears of happiness leaving her eyes.

"Ch-hlo? You're alive?" Beca asked quietly, sounding disbelieving. The person hugging her looked just like Chloe, except they were solid, and they smelt like strawberries and chapstick, something Chloe had never smelt like before. Beca tentatively wrapped her arms around the redhead, feeling actual warmth and soft, solid flesh from the other girl. "I-I don't understand. Chloe?"

"I'm alive, Becs," Chloe whispered in Beca's ear, warm breath tickling her skin. The redhead pulled back just enough to connect her watery eyes with the baffled brunette's, giving her a warm, familiar smile that Beca had grown to know and love. A thousand watt smile grew on Beca's face at this, the brightest smile Chloe had ever seen on the brunette, before she tackled the redhead back into a hug.

"Oh my gosh, Chloe!" Beca exclaimed, her own eyes watering with joy as the redhead hugged her back tightly. "I thought I'd never see you again," she whimpered. "How are you-? How did you-?"

"I'll explain all that later," Chloe chuckled lightly, sniffling as she pulled back slightly. "Ugh, I'm not used to breathing and crying and... Anything anymore," she admitted with a laugh, putting her hands on either side of Beca's face as she wiped a few years away with her thumbs. "And I can touch you now," Chloe said with a bright smile.

"It's such a surreal feeling," the brunette said quietly, her hands moving up to gently wind around Chloe's waist. "You're actually human right now," she breathed. "Are you sure I didn't pass out or something and this is all a dream?"

"It's a possibility," Chloe said playfully. "I would definitely haunt your dreams."

"Don't even joke like that, dude," the DJ said, not wanting to imagine this whole scenario being a dream.

"Too soon?" Chloe asked. Beca giggled as she nodded, leaning forward to capture Chloe's lips in a heartfelt kiss. It was like an instant reaction, explosions and fireworks dancing in their vision as their lips tingled. It felt much more electrifying than it had been when Chloe was a ghost, as her lips were warm and soft and gentle against Beca's. Chloe, no longer having to focus on solidifying herself, was able to get lost in the kiss, enjoying the feeling of being pressed against the smaller girl so easily. Weak knees and breathless lungs took over, and Chloe was the first to reluctantly pull away, out of air.

"Wow, so you're alive now," Beca spoke quietly, as if not wanting to break the moment. Chloe nodded.

"That I am," the redhead responded back, leaning in a bit closer. "I love you, Beca," Chloe whispered breathlessly, resting her forehead against the brunette's. The DJ grinned blissfully at this, wrapping her arms tighter around Chloe's body as she enjoyed the sensation of having the redhead pressed against her.

"I love you too, Chlo," Beca whispered back, never feeling as happy and at peace as she did right then. "So so much."

You're like a ghost to me

A love so true I cannot see

You're such a mystery, but I'm

Head over heels for you.

A/N: And that's a wrap. I can't believe this fic is over; I'm so glad I decided to write it though, it was a nice experience:3 Is this a happy ending enough for you guys? Was it what you expected? I had this planned since the very beginning, and whenever one of you guys would comment all sad because bechloe couldn't be endgame I would just be all "uhhh, you will see, but I cannot tell you so you must wait Dx". But c'mon, I'm a hardcore bechloer, you couldn't seriously think I'd end it without them getting together! You guys should know better;P So anyways, thanks for reading til the end! You're aca-awesome:D And a special thanks to all the fantastic reviewers that stuck with me throughout this fic; you know who you are;3 I love you awesome nerds!

Anyone who reviews this chapter will receive a response via PM, considering I can't respond through the chapter updates anymore. So to all the anons who review this chapter, I thank you in advance, because I won't be able to reply to you. You guys are appreciated just as much:D

The song lyrics I added at the end were from the song I used to name this fic, 'Skeletons' by This Century. It's an awesome song, you should check it out:3 I feel the song suits this fic quite well if you think of it in context of the fic instead of the actual song's meaning; I didn't mean for that to happen, cuz I didn't base the story around the song or anything, it just kinda worked out that way xP

Random question: what's a weird food quirk of yours? Like, an odd combination or thing you do with your food that most people wouldn't consider? I can't actually think of any extreme oddities for me right now xP I dip my sour cream and onion chips in ketchup, and I like peanut butter omelettes. Are those considered weird? What about you?

Don't worry, I'm friendly:D

REVIEW RESPONSES:

Brookester27: Haha, sorry for messing with your emotions xP And nope, definitely not weird! We can be fanfic author bros;P Hmm, I've never heard of the movie you mentioned, but it sounds pretty interesting:)

Librabelieber: You caught me haha, I was hoping nobody would catch on and we could just breeze over the police stuff, cuz it's not fun to write and involves either bullshitting or research xP I added in a tiny bit of police stuff in at the beginning of this chapter, if that soothes your mind:3 Haha sorry, this is the last chapter, but you were kinda right in your prediction: Chloe returning and bechloe happily ever after:P And wow, you have a lot of favourite movies! Lots of horror too, I see. You must have a really intense DVD collection:P

nelson-girl2013: Haha, I've never seen Resident Evil, but I've heard a lot about both the movie and the videogame, so they have to be pretty awesome:)

Owigotpitchslapped: Aww, thank you! It means a lot to hear it:D And yes, Jennifer Lawrence is just completely aca-dorkable x3

rockieroad1: Sorry to make you cry, but at least it means I'm doing my writing properly! And glad to hear you like my fic so much, thank you:D

itsmefiebs: Glad you liked the chapter! Yeah, Beca's dad is quite a jerk. But hey, at least she get's Chloe, right;P

owlbeaks: Haha YES AGAIN. Sorry I'm not sorry; hopefully the end made up for my cliffhanging;P

jamiexh: But of course;P Fellow bechloe shipper, I couldn't NOT have a happy resolution!

Beca1247: Aww, thank you so much:3 Yeah, all good things must come to an end, but hopefully the ending itself is good enough to make up for it:) I really wanna see Now You See Me, but I haven't gotten to yet:/ But you're totes right; nothing beats Pitch Perfect;)

Chloe-Sullivan14 (anon): Thank you, glad to know you like my fic so much:D Nice to know you're a hard Bechloe shipper too, cuz Bechloe is totes awesome;) And yeah, I know what you mean with the Disney movies; I love watching them and just going back to the innocent kid mindset. I dunno if I'd be able to pick a favourite Disney movie though, cuz they're all so awesome:3 Anyways, thanks so much for reviewing my story! It was nice to hear from you, and I appreciate you taking the time to comment:3

Coolerthanadesert: Haha sorry to upset you! I can assure you that it's over for real this time; hopefully the happy ending makes up for the fact that it's over:3 I've heard of that movie actually, but I never bothered to look into it because I hate horror xP Just out of curiosity, why is Mama an exception to your dislike of horror movies? Is it not scary?

elekitty: Haha, hello you xP Sorry to take so long with the final update, but hopefully the happy ending made up for it:D I've never seen Wreck-It-Ralph before, but I want to eventually! I actually have it on DVD, I'm just to lazy/busy to watch it xP

Over Worked Witch: Dude,I absolutely loved reading your reviews; they were both sweet, beautifully written, and amusing:3 And you actually took the time to answer all of my Random Questions! You're aca-awesome:D Sorry to scare you with the chapter 10 false ending; it seems I scared quite a few people with it, even though it wasn't at all intended xP Glad to know you like my fic so much though; it means a lot to me:3 Unfortunately, this is the last chapter of the story; all good things must come to an end! But hopefully the happy ending makes up for that fact that it's over;) I know what you mean too, with all other movies not seeming to matter once Pitch Perfect came along; why watch random movies when you can obsess over Pitch Perfect xP I haven't watched Drinking Buddies yet, but I want to eventually, because Anna Kendrick! How can you not;3

GabyGaft: Haha sorry to make you cry, but this is a good thing! It means my writing is decent enough to play with emotions, which is always a writer's goal:3 Here's the ending chapter; was it anything like you imagined? Hopefully it lived up to expectations:3

AnonRandom (anon): Aww, sorry to mess with your emotions so much, but it had to be done xP Glad you're enjoying the fic though! Nice list of movies too; I love Easy A, and I've seen Mean Girls and Toy Story, but I haven't seen the rest of them. I'm sure they're awesome though; I've thought of watching Black Swan a few times, but never actually got around to it:3 Anyway, thanks for reviewing my fic! I really appreciate it, and it was nice hearing from you:D

ChocolateMoosePi (anon): Hey, glad you liked it:) I initially hadn't planned on having all the mother-daughter stuff; it kinda just wrote itself in and I let it be xP Hope you like the ending! And thanks for reviewing; I enjoyed hearing from you:3

xo-j-e-i-j-a-h-xo: Nice to hear it:3 Well, not nice to hear that I'm breaking your heart and stuff, but it's nice to hear that you've gotten so attached to my story; I'm glad you're enjoying it so much:) Haha you, reveling in my oblivious struggle to type your name out xP I've never seen If Only; never even heard of it, I don't think:/ The name itself sounds very cheesy though, so I'll trust you when you say it's a cheesy movie:P

Pitchperfect015: Ah yes, the wonderful world of Hogwarts. Harry Potter is pretty awesome:3

Awkward Penguin (anon): Haha sorry to scare you:P I can tell you, this is the actual ending; hopefully the happy ending makes up for worrying you! I love the Lion King, but it's been awhile since I've seen it; never seen Resident Evil though:/ I've heard of the movies and games a lot though, so must be pretty good:) Anyway, thanks for sticking with the story and leaving reviews; I really enjoyed reading your comments, and I greatly appreciate the support:3

Pridemunkeyz: I can't remember if I replied to you or not, so I'll do it again xP Thanks for reviews! Yes, Nesquik cereal is a thing; they're like cocoa puffs, I think. And I totes agree; Beca and Chloe are definitely 'ghey' for each other xP And hey, hopefully this ending suited your standards! You weren't too far off:)