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Kommissar nodded and put on her usual persona, before walking around and gathering her group. Once everyone was there, she stood them by the stage.

Kommissar looked at the door with a frown before hugging Pieter "Alright then. If you're so sure."

Kommissar nodded slightly and looked out at her girlfriend. "I'll calm down." She looked back out on the stage which was now empty. She turned to Beca again and kissed her. "Thank you."

Kommissar watched as the girl walked off before turning to Pieter. "Did we do the right thing?" She gestured towards the closed bedroom door.

Kommissar looked at Beca with cautious eyes. "They were still amazing. We made plenty of mistakes too." She looked at her girlfriend with a frown. "What if they win? They will rub it in our faces and I don't want my team being put down by a bunch of stuck up Americans." She narrowed her eyes...

Kommissar frowned. "I don't want to have to do this. I really don't. But we didn't know where you were and if you were hurt, we couldn't find you. We're doing this because we love you. Please understand."

Kommissar watched the performance, occasionally looking at her girlfriend. She frowned slightly, realising that the competition was very close. She rubbed her girlfriend's back, tracing patterns on it absent mindedly.

Kommissar furrowed her brow. "while I do not appreciate you flaunting the rules. We will have to punish you for that. You knew going to the party was wrong, Ja?" She looked at Pieter. "Since its your first time breaking the rules, you are... What's the word...? Oh! Grounded for one week."

Kommissar nodded and smiled, walking back to the changing rooms and quickly getting changed. She looked in the mirror and made sure she looked alright before leaving the changing rooms and wandering back towards the stage. It was best she was prepared to find out who the winner was.

Kommissar looked at Beca. "Who's party?" She was pretty angry their daughter had went behind their backs. "Why would you sneak off like that? You could've been badly hurt."

After the performance, Kommissar came off stage, panting. The performance was definitely tiring, and she felt incredibly sleepy. "Do you want to watch the Bellas perform, maus?" She looked a her girlfriend with a gentle smile.

Kommissar stayed stood up, a frown on her face. "You broke the rules. A punishment is therefore in order." She looked at Pieter and nodded. He was better at this kind of thing than her.

Kommissar nodded and stood up tall. She went back to pacing, purely out of stress before a tannoy went out, asking Das Sound Machine to go to the stage. The German stretched and hugged her girlfriend, kissing her gently. "You coming to watch?" After saying that, Kommissar walked to the stage...

Kommissar heard the door open and turned around to look at the brunette with a stern glance. "Where have you been?" She raised an eyebrow and looked at the girl. "We looked all over for you and you didn't leave a note to let us know."

Kommissar opened the door and looked in the room. She realised the brunette wasn't in there and looked around the hotel room. She frowned and looked for any notes that may indicate why Beca had dissappeared. When Pieter came out of the shower, she turned to him. "Have you seen Beca at all...

Kommissar woke up the next morning quite early. She stretched slightly and moved out from under the coves. She then got up and went to the kitchen. She made a cup of coffee before walking into Beca's room. Before entering, she knocked on the door. When she received no reply, she frowned and...

Kommissar frowned and hugged her girlfriend. "We can't lose this year. If we do, the Bellas will not let us live it down." She looked down at the ground in frustration before saying something she had out off saying for so long. "After World's, me and the rest of DSM are going back to Germany...

Kommissar nodded and cuddled up to him. Today had been pretty eventful, and it had taken a lot out of her. She placed her head on his shoulders and smiled. "I love you. Thank you for agreeing to all of this. I wasn't sure if this is what you wanted, but you went along with it." She looked at...

Kommissar stood in the DSM changing rooms. It was the World's competition today, and she wasn't going to lie, she was nervous. She paced up and down, before looking at Beca. Normally, she's very composed and doesn't get worried about these things, but the stress was on this year. DSM had been...

Kommissar was lounging on her and Pieter's bed, her hair down. She had a book in front of her, and she lay there reading. She smiled and looked at the ceiling. Today had been fun for her, and she was glad that they were able to do things like go out for dinner. She sighed contentedly, and...