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PP2 Becommissar

Kommissar nodded and walked over to the counter, yawning. She got some coffee before sitting next to her maus and drinking it. "Did you sleep well?"
 
Beca nodded and relaxed against her girlfriend as they both sipped their coffee. "Yeah. You didn't let me move much." she teased.
 
Kommissar chuckled. "You move around too much. Of course I would restrain you. Though, I can't see you complaining much at being restrained by me."
 
Beca giggled. "Maybe I'm just getting used to your antics?" she teased lightly. The Bella knew that Kommissar liked to make her blush and squeak.
 
Kommissar shook her head. "That's not good. I have to rethink my tactics."She looked at the brunette with a smirk. "I'm sure I'll think of something." She kissed her girlfriend's neck before sighing. "You should message your friend. The quicker you solve this, the better."
 
Beca sighed and nodded. She knew her girlfriend was right. "I suppose I should... I think I'll step out of the room." she said, standing and grabbing her phone.
 
Beca nodded and walked out into the hallway, closing the door behind her. When she called, Chloe was half asleep and much easier to talk to, but that didn't help much.


Chloe still refused to listen to any explanations the woman had and ended up hanging up on her when Beca begged her not to tell Jesse, but not before she told the brunette that she was no longer a Bella.
 
Kommissar frowned and waited for her girlfriend to come back in. This was taking a while, and she was concerned that her maus was upset. She considered going to check on her, but decided against it. Her maus was probably talking it through with her friend.
 
Beca came back in quietly and wiped her face. She didn't say anything as she fell onto the couch and cuddled into her girlfriend. Tears continued to fall down her face slowly.
 
Kommissar frowned and wrapped her arms around the brunette, drawing circles on her back with her fingers. "Shh. It's alright maus." She hummed a song in order to distract Beca.
 
"She kicked me out!" Beva didn't scream, her voice too soft, but she was extremely sad. She curled up against the blonde and cried, letting it all go.
 
Kommissar rubbed Beca's back. "Let everything out, liebe. I want you to yell at me or something. Make sure you don't bottle it up." Kommissar was aware that Beca had been having a rough few days and Kommissar wanted to make sure any stresses were let out.
 
Beca began to sob so hard that she hiccupped. With her girlfriend holding her and takinh care of her after everyone else had turned on her, the short brunette began to break down.
 
Kommissar stayed silent, and just comforted Beca by rubbing her back. She didn't want to stop her girlfriend from letting everything out.
 
Pieter woke up from the loud noise and looked at the couple. He decided not to say anything and just went to the bathroom to take a shower.


Beca calmed down asfter a few minutes and silently cuddled with her girlfriend again. All she really wanted to do was lay with Kommissar.
 
"Can we...Can we not just stay in here? I want to be distracted...." Beca asked sadly, looking up at her girlfriend with puffy red eyes.
 
Kommissar nodded. "Let's get you cleaned up, and we can go get some ice cream." She smiled gently and kissed Beca on the cheek in order to comfort her.
 
Beca nodded and kissed her girlfriend back before standing. She got dressed quickly while Pieter was still in the bathroom. She was ready to leave and forget about what had just happened.
 
Kommissar shrugged on a coat and stood by the door, waiting for her girlfriend to finish getting ready. Once Beca was done, she opened the door. "Let's go, maus."
 
Beca nodded and walked with her girlfriend out of the hotel. She cuddled up to the woman the entire time they walked, not wanting to be away from her girlfriend.
 
Kommissar wrapped her arm around Beca. They probably earned some weird looks, but Kommissar didn't care. All that mattered to her was that her maus was happy.
 

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