"Beca-!"

Beca walked out of the kitchen, walking in the direction of Jesses room. Ever since he got out of the hospital three days ago, he had been the neediest and whiniest person on the planet.

"Yes, Jess?" she asked, peeping into his bedroom. He had his shirt off, attempting to rebandage his stitches on his abdomen.

"I need some help-"

She laughed, and walked up to his bedside. She took the guaze and medical tape from his hands, and took a look at his injury.

"I thought I just changed this hours ago-" Beca said, looking at his sheepish eyes. "Yeah, well, I-" he began and she raised an eyebrow.

"Please tell me you didnt rip any stitches or anything-" she said, and he shook his head.

She let out a sigh of relief.

"I just didnt like how you put it on-" he said quietly, like hes afraid she'll bite his head off at any second. She crossed her arms, giving him a mock scoff.

"Well sor-ry I'm not a doctor-" she chuckled, pressing the gauze bandage over his abdomen. He only smiled, leaning up slightly to pin back the hair that was falling in her face.

"Even if you do suck at being a doctor, I still wouldn't trade you for a real one-" he said and she smiled, making sure his bandage was on right this time.

"And whys that?" she asks with a hum, as his hand held hers. He only smiled, motioning her closer.

"Come here so I can tell you-" he said cheekily, but Beca knew better. She raised an eyebrow, causing him to laugh out loud.

"I'm serious. Come here-" he said, gently tugging her to him (to avoid what happened last time) as she laughed.

She obeyed with an eyeroll, a stupid grin still plastered to her face. He smiled against her lips and whispered, "-because I get special treatment."

She was surprised that he didnt make a move on her - it was very unlike him.

"And-" he began, "-because I cant do this to any of my real doctors-" he said, capturing her lips in his.

She shouldnt have been surprised, really. Because this was Jesse. But in that moment, she didnt really care.

"Beca! I just got comfy-" Jesse whined, as she rolled his wheel chair into his room.

"You've been in this stuffy room for four days now. You need some fresh air" Beca scolded, and Jesse just groaned.

"Come on, champ-" she said, lifting him up into a seated position. At times like these, it sucked to only be 5 feet tall (that was pushing it) and tiny.

She tried lifting Jesse a little so he could sit in his wheelchair, but she was terrified it would go horribly wrong like last time.

She had tried helping him into his bed when they got home from the hospital, but she was too weak. He had slipped from her arms, and landed on the floor.

She was absolutley terrified that she had hurt him even more, as he lied there on the ground, groaning.

It took them 20 minutes to finally get him back up and in bed, but the whole situation had scared her shitless.

"Dont drop me again-" Jesse said, like he could read her mind. Her cheeks flushed red as she kept the wheelchair in place with her foot.

"You could help you know. You have one good leg-" she said and he laughed sardonically.

She managed to get him in (safely this time) and pushed him through the door carefully.

"Where are we going?" he asked once they were in the apartment complexes elevator, and Beca pressed the button for ground floor.

"Theres that small park down the street. There is pathways for me to push you through-" she says and Jesse just grumbles.

"Beca-" Jesse whines, "-my leg is itchy" he says and she looks over his shoulder, seeing his fingers digging into his cast.

"Your doctor said not to do that Jess. Just dont think about it and itll go away-" she said but Jesse just groaned.

"But its really itchy!"

Beca stopped at a bench, and rolled him to where he was facing her. She sat down and looked at him.

"Jess. I dont know what to do, youre going to have to deal with it-" she said, and he sighed, removing his hand from his cast.

"Beca?"

Beca and Jesse both looked to the right of them, and Beca smiled when she saw the lady and her children from the hospital.

Jesse gave Beca a confused look, as Alex, her brother and her mom walked toward them. The little boy on crutches must have been Andrew.

"Mommy its Prince Charming!" Alex said, and pedalled her bicycle faster toward them. Beca saw Jesse smile, a slight pink tinge on his cheeks.

"It is-" she said and Beca smiled making room for the mother. "Its Heidi from the hospital. How have you been?" she asks and Beca smiles.

"Ive been good. We've been good-" Beca says smiling, noticing just how young Heidi was. She was probably just a year or two older than her and Jesse.

"Beca! Hi, Beca!" Alex said, unclipping her helmet. She gave her a hug, and she watched as Jesse smiled. The little girl turned to Jesse.

"Your girlfriend said you were Prince Charming-" she said, holding onto the arm rest to his wheel chair.

"She told you my secret?" he said and the little girl laughed, nodding. "I told Alex princes and princesses arent real-" Andrew said and Beca looked at the small blonde boy.

Alex rolled her eyes. "Youre wrong! He is too real!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Kids, come on. Dont fight-" Heidi said, and Beca smiled. "Beca do you have kids?" Alex blurted, and Beca laughed at the childs sense of no boundaries.

Jesse met her eyes with a slight grin.

"I dont, actually-" Beca laughed and she nodded. "When you do get a baby, can I play with her?" she asked and Jesse was watching her reaction.

"What if its a boy? Can I play with him?" Andrew asked and Beca felt her heart speed up. She hadnt even thought about having children.

"Its gonna be a girl!"

"No, its gonna be a boy!"

"Im so sorry Beca. This must be very inappropriate-" Heidi said and she shook her head slightly, her cheeks burning.

"Theyre little. Its fine-" she said and was thankful the topic switched. "Look! Our legs look the same!" Andrew said, pointing to Jesses casted leg.

Jesse chuckled. "Hes in a wheelchair. Youre in crutches!" Alex retorted before Jesse could speak, and Heidi stopped the two from arguing.

"We should get going. Theyre getting cranky-" Heidi said giving them the eye, and Alex grabbed her helmet, giving her brother a glare.

"It was nice running into you two-" she said and groaned as Alex started to pedal away. "Alexandra dont go too far!"

Heidi turned to her. "This was nice. Having adults to talk too instead of small children. We should hang out another time-"

Becas smile widened. "Of course. But I live in New York. Im down here temporarily-" she said and Heidi nodded.

"Well Ill give you my number so we can go out before you leave. Lunch maybe?" she asked and Beca nodded, patting her pockets.

She realized her phone was broken. Her eyes widened.

"I broke my phone at the hospital. Shit!" she muttered, panicking. Her job call was supposed to be three days ago and she totally forgot.

"Thats okay. Ill write it down-" she said and scribbled it on a peice of paper. "Here. When you get a new one, shoot me a text. I have to go - Alex!"

She waved politely, and turned to go after her children.

"Beca? Baby, whats wrong. Dont go into panic attack mode now. Im crippled and were 5 miles away from home-" Jesse said but Beca shook her head, her heart pounding.

"Jesse! My job call! Fucking shit! I know I dont have a job to go home too now. God knows Amy wont work-" Beca rambled but Jesse caught her wrist to keep her from flailing.

"Deep breaths. Beca its going to be okay. Okay?" Jesse said and Beca nodded. Only, she knew it wasnt going to be okay.

"Beca?"

She sat on the edge of his bed, waiting on her new phone to charge a little more. She had put her SD card into her new phone, so everything she missed over the course of 5 days would pop up.

She anxiously waited for it show the lock screen, and practically jumped at the device when it did.

She had millions of texts from the Bellas and Micheal - even from some of the ex-trebles. All she wanted was the missed phone calls.

She scrolled through them, her heart falling into her stomach. A New York number called her Wednesday.

She quickly redialed the number, praying they answered. She heard Jesse trying to talk to her, but only waved a hand in his direction.

"Vox Media, Inc. This is Sheril how can I help you?"

Beca swallowed. "Hi. This is Rebeca Mitchell, I interveiwed with one of your executive producers, Amanda Maine? I was waiting on a call to confirm if I got the job or not. Is she in?"

"Oh, yes. Rebeca. Amanda is in. Ill transfer your call."

Beca waited anxiously, messing with the hem of her shirt as she waited for the phone to pick up.

"Amanda Maine speaking. How can I be of help?" her chipper voice said through the phone and Beca felt her throat tighten.

"Hey Amanda. Its Rebeca. Sorry I missed your call, Im actually in Los Angeles at the moment. My boyfriend was in the multi collision accident a week ago, and my phone shattered-"

"Oh yes, Rebeca. Sorry, hun. The music producer slot here is taken. We need people who are reliable and ready when we need them" she says and Becas heart falls.

"I understand but-"

"Sorry Rebeca. Im in with a client, if you want to reach out for another interveiw as assistant producer you can contact-"

"That wont be nessecary. Thank you-" Beca said passive aggressively, hanging up the phone. She tossed it aside, burying her face in her hands.

"Beca? What happened?" Jesse asked and she shook her head, trying to get the stinging from her eyes to go away.

"They just gave your job away?!"

Beca nodded, looking at Chloe, Aubrey and Stacie through her computer lense. She had video called them when Jesse fell asleep.

"Yeah. Turns out Im not reliable and ready-" Beca muttered and Stacie scoffed. "What a bitch!"

Beca laughed at her nonsensored comment and Aubrey shook her head. "Youre not the only one unemployed. Who knew not having a permit to run your own bootcamp was illegal!"

"I still havent gotten the call for vet school-" Chloe said, a frown covering her lips.

"Guys! Im 8 months pregnant. I cant even work-" Stacie says, and they laugh.

"Looks like were all overdue for a Bellas meet up-" Aubrey says and Beca nods with a sad smile.

"We do need one of those."

This one was a filler-ish chapter. But I hope it wasnt too bad! (I dont know how music industries work so bear with me!)

I have a plan (with Beca not getting the Job) for these next few chapters!

Reveiw?