An hour after Beca had spoken to her mother on the phone, we were in the car heading to the restaurant for dinner. I noticed Beca was nervous, so I placed my hand over hers, in an attempt to comfort her. Beca stared at my hand for a moment before her eyes met mine as I stopped at a red light.

"What if she doesn't like you, Chlo? What if she hates me because I'm bi? What if she hates me because I'm 19 and pregnant?..." Beca continued to ramble which I quickly put an end to by placing a soft, sweet kiss upon her lips.

"It'll be fine babe." I reassured, "I'll be right by your side the whole time, and I'm sure your mom will love you no matter what. I know I do." This earned me a smirk and soft kiss on the cheek from the brunette in the passenger seat.

The rest of the ride of the restaurant was fairly quiet until we pulled into the parking lot and we were about to get out of the car. I looked over and noticed that Beca was hesitating.

"I don't think I can do this, Chlo." She said, her voice trembling slightly, and I could see the tears forming in her eyes.

"Bec, if you don't want to we don't have to. I just want you to know that I support whatever you decide to do." She looked at me and nodded before finally getting out the car.

"Thank you, Chlo. For doing this with me. I love you so much."

"I love you too," I said simply, before placing a soft kiss on her forehead. We held hands as we entered the small Italian restaurant. Beca searched the dining room for her mother, and soon enough I was being led toward a brunette women who was not much taller than Beca.

"Hi mom," Beca said, and suddenly all of her confidence vanished and she seemed like a scared little girl standing there in front of me.

"Hi Beca-Boo, I've missed you." I smiled at the nickname Beca's mom had for her, it was adorable if I'm being honest. Her mom stepped forward to give Beca a hug when she noticed the shorter brunette's growing baby bump. She looked down at it in amazement, before looking back up at her daughter with a smile plastered on her face.

"Beca, congratulations!" Her mother exclaimed, "How far along are you?"

"Six months as of a few weeks ago," Beca said proudly.

Beca's mother then remembered that we as a matter of fact still standing in the middle of the restaurant so she offered us to sit on the opposite side of the booth she had selected. It was at this point that Beca's mom finally realized that I indeed there with Beca and she felt bad that she had not noticed me sooner.

"I'm Jennifer, by the way." She offered with a polite smile and a handshake which I gladly took.

"Chloe, I'm a friend of Beca's," I said not quite sure if Beca was ready for me to tell her mom that we are engaged before we've even gotten our drinks. Jennifer turned back to her daughter once again, making her the center of attention.

"So Bec, do you know if it is a boy or a girl?"

Beca took a moment to search for the words to explain to her mother before responding, "Actually it's twins. Twin girls." Beca looked back at her mother nervously, awaiting what she was going to say next.

"Oh, Beca that's wonderful! I'm sure the father is excited." The mention of Jesse made the smile on Beca's face quickly fade which her mother seemed to notice as well.

"Actually the father and I aren't together. It's kind of a complicated situation."

"So you're going to be raising your daughters alone then?" Jennifer questioned, now getting a little suspicious.

"Well not exactly..." I knew exactly where Beca was going with this and my face turned a bright shade of red as I awaited Beca finishing her thought, "Chloe and I are engaged to be married."

I swear I have never felt so nervous before in my life, Jennifer giving no clues as to how she was going to react next. After what felt like an eternity, Jennifer finally responded, "Well if Chloe is the person that makes you happy, then I'm happy for you Bec." I was so relieved and I released a breath I didn't even know I was holding in, to begin with. Thank god that's over.

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The rest of the dinner went well and there were plenty of laughs and memories shared between Beca and Jennifer. Before long dinner was over and we saying our goodbyes to Jennifer as we went on our way back to the Bella's house.

"Thank you again for coming with me tonight, Chlo. I really appreciate." Beca said softly with a genuine smile.

"I wouldn't have missed it for anything, Bec. I do things for you because I love you, and you do the same for me need to thank me for that."

"You're the best thing that has ever happened to me, you know that?"

"I know," I said simply. A smile spreading across my face, I couldn't be more thankful that this woman was all mine.