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PP2 The New Legacy

Kommissar stood in the studio with Pieter and waited for the brunette to show up. She was honestly quite excited about this, and slightly nervous too. What if the Bella just laughed at them and left again. She was certain that the girl was there for a reason, other than the Bellas. Beca may not know it, but there had to be a meaning behind their meeting.
 
Beca took a deep breath as she looked at the dance studio in front of her. The lights were on so she knew she was in the right place at the right time.


The Bella got out of her car and slowly made her way to the open studio doors. As she entered, she looked around. "Hello?"


Pieter looked at his wife and squeezed her hand before walking into the middle of the floor so Beca could see them.
 
Kommissar smirked confidently and looked at the brunette. "Tiny mouse. We meet again. I'm glad to see you accepted our invitation." She spoke to her in a quieter voice in order to not worry the Bella. "Don't run. We do have a genuine reason for you being here." She looked at Pieter before looking back to Beca. "We should probably sit down and relax. This might take a while."
 
Beca was about to run off when the two showed themselves, but Kommissar's words calmed her. She looked at the to leaders of DSM. The brunette was still unsure, but she was curious and felt that she needed to hear what they had to say.


Pieter pulled out some chairs and put them in a small semi circle so Beca would be facing them. He sat down and took Kommissar's hand again to give her some strength.
 
Kommissar was not confident at all about this situation, and she tried to work out how to word this without sounding creepy. She squeezed Pieter's hand and began to speak, knowing she could look to him for help.


"Well, recently, me and Pieter realised we wanted to have kids... But we couldn't because I'm not... Fertile." She frowned. This probably sounded so creepy. "We saw you earlier today and I couldn't help but realise that you could help solve our problems." She frowned and looked at Pieter for help, not knowing what to say next.
 
Beca listened to the woman in front of her talk as she sat down, happy for the chairs Pieter had brought out. She bad for Kommissar and she knew the woman was saying things that were very private and hard for her to even think about.


"How would I be able to help you? Like a surrogate....?" She wasn't sure if she could handle being a surrogate at such a young age especially for people who were pretty much strangers.


Pieter shook his head and looked at his wife before turning back to the woman sitting across from them. "No...You see, we have considered adopting and we are too young to be accepted... We were wondering if we could...adopt you without..adopting you?"


Beca looked at the couple confusedly. She didn't completely understand what they were asking her to do. "You mean you want me to...be your child?"
 
Kommissar nodded carefully. "Yes. We were hoping that you would agree to it." She looked at Pieter before looking back at the ground. She was worried Beca was going to say no. It was unlikely she would say yes.
 
Beca thought about it silently. There were a lot of things going through her mind as she sat there. They obviously really wanted her to say yes and they didn't even know her.


She looked up and saw Pieter hugging Kommissar and trying to comfort her. They thought she was going to say no and they were still brave enough to talk to her about something so private.


"I..I'll do it..." she said quietly. She figured that she could try to make the couple happy and if it ended up not working out, they could always end it.
 
Kommissar froze in surprise when she said she'd do it. "You will?" She inwardly smiled, though not showing it. She looked at Pieter before nodding and walking towards Beca and hugging her gently. "Thank you."
 
Beca couldn't help but hug Kommissar back. The woman was very soft and her hug felt nice. It reminded her of her mom before they lost her. She could see herself liking being taken care of by the German.


Pieter stood up also and as soon as his wife pulled away, he swept Beca into a hug. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. "You're making her very happy. Thank you."


As they sat down again, Beca has a small smile on her face. She was happy to make the couple happy. "So...how is this going to work....?"
 
Kommissar looked at Beca. "To be honest, I'm not sure. We could invite you to live with us but it would be interesting to explain to your friends." She looked at Pieter for his input.
 
Pieter looked at the Bella who had just agreed to be their child. He started to try and plan things in his head. "You could move in with us. We'll just have to make up an excuse for you to tell the Bellas."


"When you say you want me to be your child...What does that mean exactly?" Beca was trying to gey everything sorted out in her head. She leaned in a bit to make sure she didn't miss anything.
 
Kommissar furrowed her brow and tried to work out how to explain it. "It's like, you act like you would towards your real parents, and we act like parents. We can do things as a family." Her eyes sparkled slightly. She wanted to have a proper family and this was the best she would get. She smiled slightly.
 
Beca nodded and smiled a bit. She could do that easily enough. Her parents were never really big on parenting especially her dad after her mom died when she was ten. The man was completely clueless. Beca liked the thought of having actuall parents.


"And how old did you want me to be? I'm kind of twenty-two right now...."


"We can start off with you being a teenager. Maybe sixteen or around there?" Pieter suggested. He knew they would need to ease the girl into the lifestyle and not just jump in right away.


"What are you going to tell your team? I mean, if you really did have children, the team would know them and such..."
 
Kommissar looked at Beca. "We're not sure yet. The group know better than to try and cause trouble. We can just tell them it's a private matter and they don't need to worry." She looked at Pieter.
 
Pieter nodded in agreement. "If things begin to go further, we'll try to work something out."


Beca nodded at looked up at the people who were now going to be her parents. She would have to think of something to tell the girls, but that could be done later.


"Do you have anything you would prefer me to call you? I know that you are German and I thought maybe you'd want me to call you something in German...?"
 
Kommissar smiled. "I don't really mind. You can call me whatever you want." She looked at Pieter. "What about you, liebe?"


She was beginning to feel giddy with excitement. She has wanted this for a while, a chance to be a parent, and now it was coming. However, on the outside, she was merely smiling.
 
"Same for me, little mouse. You may choose what you call us." Pieter said, a smile on his face also. He was just as excited to have Beca as Kommissar was.


Beca thought for a moment about what to call them. The regular 'mom' and 'dad' didn't seem to fit the two Germans in front of her. "I think I'll call you Papa and....Mommy..." The way she said it didn't make it sound as childish as it was. It was just a girl calling her parents her parents.
 
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Pieter nodded and stood, taking the cgairs back to the corner before taking Kommissar's hand. He walked out with the two and made sure the studio was locked.


"You can follow us so you can see where we will be staying." Pieter told Beca as he looked at her.


Beca nodded. She looked at the two people who were now her parents and smiled. Anyone could see that they loved each other even if they didn't show it physically.


"I'll follow you guys then." she said before getting in her car.
 
Kommissar smiled when Pieter took her hand, and walked to the car. She got in amd waited for Pieter to start driving. She was hoping this worked out well.
 
Pieter drove to the hotel that the small family would be staying at with Beca following behind. When they arrived, they both parked and stepped out.


"We're staying on the tenth floor." The German told the Bella as they walked into the hotel.


Beca looked around at the hotel decor as they walked through it. It was a nice hotel and one she would be happy to stay in.
 
Kommissar watched the Brunette observe the hotel and chuckled. The girl seemed to be happy to stay here, and that pulled a huge load off her shoulders. She was glad that the girl was alright with this.


She had the plan to put a few rules into place like most parents would, but be quite lax about certain things. It would be nice.
 
When they entered the hotel room, Pieter held the door open for the two women and smiled as they walked in. Once they were all inside, he closed the door and sat down.


"Now that that's over, we need to establish some rules. We will discuss punishments afterwards to know what you are comfortable with."


Beca nodded and sat down across from Pieter once more. She bit her lip a bit nervously.
 
Kommissar looked at her husband before flitting her gaze to the Brunette. "Well, there's a few basic rules. We expect you to listen to everything we ask you to do without argument. We also don't expect you to run off when you're not allowed out. School related activities, we have no issues with. However, you have to tell us where you are first." She looked at Pieter. "Anything you want to say, liebe?"
 

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