OK Second Ever Fic :).

It is a Sinn fic even though there isn't really much in this chapter. Sam has gone missing and nobody knows where he is. Established Sinn relationship but they've never had sex, Samcedes never happened unfortunetly.

This chapter has a lot of Santana in it and originally this chapter was going to go a lot further into the story than this as I had like 5 chapters planned but now it looks like it is going to be a lot longer than that.

Rated M for later chapters, it may get quite dark I haven't written it yet so who knows. I would like ALL feedback, any mistakes, grammar and spelling. If its confusing do tell. Any advice is more than welcome. If there are any words which aren't American or known in America then please tell as I want to keep it true to the origins.

Pairings: Sinn and Brittana both mentioned a lot.

Friendships: Finntana and Samtana are the main two in this chapter but also friendships between Sinn and Mercedes, Kurt, Rachel, Blaine and Quinn are all mentioned even if only breifly.

I don't own Glee. (Not sure if its necessary but I see others do so I feel I must.)

Missing Him

Finn woke Monday morning with a sad yet happy feeling. This confused him slightly because he never understood how you can feel two things at once but he knew why he was at that moment. It was the first day back after the summer which meant summer was OFFICIALLY over. This saddened Finn because he'd had the best summer ever. As he was getting in the shower he remembered exactly why he'd had such a good summer and that made him remember why he was happy about going back to school. It meant he could see Sam.

The pair had gotten extremely close over the summer. After Nationals and the whole epic kiss on stage fiasco (OK yes he had no idea what that word meant but Kurt said it the other day and he liked the sound of it) things with Rachel never really hit off, they'd had their heart to heart in the library and then the next day Rachel just said she didn't want anything to be romantic between them, that they should stay friends. Finn accepted this even though it hurt him, Sam had been there for Finn the entire time and their friendship got back to where it had been before the whole Quinn thing.

He'd felt things for Sam back then as well, Finn may not have realised at the time what these feelings were but now was a different matter. A week into the summer and Finn and Sam were hooking up. Nothing too sexual mind, they would never get passed making out and grinding. Anyway, they had basically spent the summer together as boyfriends. A few people knew about them. Kurt and Blaine for example had walked in on the pair on the couch during one of their many make-out sessions. While Santana had confronted them at a party she'd organised saying that sexual tension between them was so ridiculous that she's surprised that the whole god damn world hasn't realised that Trouty Mouth was getting it on with the mini skyscraper. After Santana and Kurt both knew it slowly spread and now Mercedes, Rachel and Quinn all knew. Finn presumed Brittany did as well as her and Santana were as obvious as Sam and he were apparently.

The thing was Sam's parents weren't exactly happy about having a gay son. Living in a motel room gave Sam zero privacy, Finn had no idea how the dude dealt with that. It meant that the one and only time Finn had actually kissed Sam outside the motel they were caught by a very fuming Mr Evans. He seemed mega pissed which scared the crap out of Finn; he'd been scared when Burt went all protective father about the whole fag comment thing but this was a whole other level. Mr Evans look as red as Sam's letterman jacket and quite literally grabbed Sam and dragged him into their motel room.

Finn had not heard anything from Sam since, it'd been a week and a half since that had happened and he'd left zillions of messages and had text him so many times he'd spent his entire allowance on his phone bill in just a week. Finn was worried at first but Santana had just told him to relax, "The Biebs is probably just been grounded or something, it's cool don't worry your Frankenteen head".

She'd become a bit off a support system for the two of them, with her wanting to be with Brittany she seemed to understand our situation and was being nice to us. Well nice for Santana anyways, plus she genuinely cared for Sam. She'd told Finn that she felt awful for not even dumping Sam when she got with Karofsky (although if Finn told a soul she said she'd go all Lima Heights and literally rip his balls off so nobody knew this but him).

So here Finn was Monday morning, making sure he wore the top Sam brought for him out of his pay cheque from Papa John's Pizza. He even tried doing something with his hair, not too much prevail mind as Finn could never get his hair too look how he wanted it but he guessed that was a good thing seeing as Sam thought his hair was amazing. When Sam had said that it'd made Finn sort of glow inside, not because of the compliment but because it was Sam saying it.

When Finn arrived at school he soon realised he had actually arrived slightly later than he expected, damn why can't he read a clock with hands he's in his senior year not a 6 year old. Rushing inside Finn spent as much time as he could looking out for Sam's blonde head between all the many people walking through the halls. See Santana there is an advantage to being Frankenteen. However, Finn would have to wait until later to see Sam as the bell rang for first period and he didn't have any lessons with him until Glee after school as their lunches would be at different times.

The problem was Sam wasn't at Glee either. Not many people seemed to notice, too caught up in each other or the first day back feeling. The fact Sam wasn't at school concerned Finn, he hadn't heard a word from his boyfriend in well over a week. Surely Sam's dad wouldn't let him miss school just because he was mad that he caught his son kissing his best friend.

The whole thing continued for another two days. Finn was really starting to panic now; Sam had missed the first three days of school and still wouldn't answer his phone or reply to his texts. At first Finn wondered if Sam was being forced to deliberately avoid him so he tried phoning him using Mercedes phone but still no luck. The other glee clubbers were also starting to worry as well and Mr Schue even phoned up Sam's parents only to get no response.

"Finn, I'm sure he is fine." It was the next Monday and Kurt tried to comfort Finn but his face said something different to what he was saying. The whole glee club were sitting in the choir room, none of them being able to concentrate on singing due to the fact Sam was missing. Finn had told them about how he hadn't heard from him in what was now two weeks and a half. This made them all worry even more.

Finn himself hadn't been sleeping; he wanted to talk to Sam. He missed him so much that he couldn't function properly. He'd spend all night tossing and turning trying to think of anything but Sam's beautiful blonde hair and wondering where he might be. He'd then come into school completely tired and fall asleep during lessons. He couldn't eat properly, think and often found himself crying for no apparent reason. Where was Sam? Finn needed him.

It was when Santana saw Finn's vague blank expression while Kurt and Rachel both tried to comfort him that she made her mind up. She decided that she was going to take this great buffoon to Sam's motel room. She'd never tell anyone ever but it got to her that Finn was so depressed about this and she genuinely was worried for Sam. So once glee club had finished Santana grabbed the boys hand and stopped him from leaving.

"Finn, we need to sort this. We're going to Sam's place." Immediately Finn's eyes widened and Santana remembered the reason they hadn't done this last week. "Finn I know your all pussy about it because you think his dad will kill you but seriously you can't continue like this. You need Sam; maybe we can talk him around and let you two see each other. If not I have razors in my hair so I will just cuts him if he don't. Deal."

"Ok deal" Finn's voice sounded hoarse to Santana, more than likely due to the continuous break downs he kept having in the middle of lessons. It was tragic if truth be told; if it didn't look so pitiful when he did it Santana would take the piss out of him for it by saying that even Barbie had bigger balls. "I'm not sure whether Sam would be happy if you killed his dad though, plus I don't want to be arrested I mean if we kill him we'll go to jail and I'll see even less of Sam."

Santana could feel her eyebrows rise, did this kid seriously believe that she'd kill someone. I mean not even she would go that far.

Finn had wanted to go straight away but Santana couldn't and there was no way she was letting one of her boys go and deal with a raging homophobic father all by himself. So Finn had to wait and when 7pm rolled around he was eagerly sitting outside Santana's house in his car.

It was sweet really how excited and nervous Finn looked at the same time. He obviously really wanted to see Sam but even Santana had to admit she had no idea how this was going to work out.

Finn drove to the motel at record speed, he was more impatient than Santana had realised. She was positive he almost killed an old biddy crossing the road and not to mention he'd braked so hard when they got to the motel car park that the seat belt had dug into her skin.

Cursing in Spanish Santana got out the car. She walked towards the motel room and turned to ask Finn whether he wanted to knock only to find him still sitting in his car. His knuckles turning white from gripping the steering wheel.

"Finn what in the fuck are you doing?" Opening the door Santana saw Finn was shaking, he really was a wreck. Jesus.

"I'm scared San." Finn turned his bleary eyes onto Santana and she literally felt like she could just hug him there and then. Fucking Finn making her into someone who cares about her friends, who does he think he is.

"Finn… it'll be fi-"

"What if it's not because of his dad? What if it is because Sam doesn't want to be with me? Sure we've both said we love each other but what if he didn't mean it? What if he hates me and the fact I'm just a big doofus with humungous feet and give him neck pain every time we kiss? What if I am neck pain to him?"

"You mean a pain in the neck."

"Yeah, I can't do this Santana it's stupid I'm going hom-"

"For god sake Finn if you do not get out of this car I am going to grab you by your hair and go all crazy bitch on you and force you to knock on that door! Got it!" Yes she felt bad for getting angry but come one Finn was being annoying and we need to do this. He needs Sam. "Look Finn, Sam loves you and I know you probably don't notice because subtly and being perceptive aren't things that your peanut brain understands. We need to see if he's ok."

With that Finn took a deep breath and got out the car slowly closing the door. Yes, Santana was totally awesome and she knew it.

Slowly the paid walked up to the door. Finn could feel his heart racing; he was going to get to see Sam, his Sam. He couldn't believe how much it hurt to be away from him and his awesome lips, his crazily great eyes and blonde hair. Finn had never felt more nervous; he needed this to go well. He doesn't want to get punched by Mr. Evans for starters, plus if Santana really does get the razors out of her hair god holy knows what could happen.

They were now outside the door, Finn took a deep breath. He couldn't do this, he turned to Santana who just gave him one of his bitch stares that screamed Do this or I will kill you! And slowly and shakily Finn reached his hand up which was now in a fist shape and knocked lightly on the door. The knock was really quite but to Finn sounded like a bomb. He heard Santana tut behind him and could almost feel her rolling her eyes. So Finn knocked again, this time more confidently.

The two stood there for a minute, Finn's heart going at about 3000 mph. He felt like he wanted to be sick, to run away and puke from the nerves. In all honesty though he just wanted his Sam back so he knocked again. Still no reply.

He turned around to look at Santana; she had a concerned look on her face and walked slowly towards the window into the room. Finn saw her reach her hands up above her eyebrows an peer into the room squinting to try and see. Finn waited on bated breath to hear her say something, maybe the Evans are all asleep. It was about 8pm now so it was possible, not likely but possible. Right.

Santana slowly turned to Finn. "I can't see anyone inside, it appears to be empty. There isn't even anyone's stuff in there."

Finn's heart sank; it was as if his world had come crashing down. Sam had left, without even telling him. He was gone, never to be seen again. He thought this summer had meant something that he meant something. That Sam wanted him. How had he been so stupid?

Finn could feel the tears start to leak from his eyes and cursed himself for being such an idiot. He was done, he would never let anyone in again. All it did was lead to heartache and Finn was through with all that. He was going to become a monk or a vicar or whatever it was that wasn't allowed to have sex. He'd live a life in service to god. It was the only option left. Finn was brought out of his own head when he heard someone knocking.

Turning his head he saw Santana knocking on the apartment to the left of the one Sam had lived in.

"What are you doing?" Finn walked to stand on Santana's right.

"Finding what the hell happened to Guppy Lips."

"Don't call him that. He hates that more than Trouty Mouth"

Santana smiled and rolled her eyes dramatically and knocked again on the door. "I know you are in there I saw you move behind the window dipshit."

Finn heard the turn of a lock and chain and the door slowly opened. A man stood there. He was wearing a white wife-beater and shorts, both of which were covered in horrible yellow patches that made Finn feel sick.

"What? What is it? What do you want? I ain't buying!"

"First of all we ain't selling. Second of all learn what a breath mint is!" Finn had to give Santana her respect, she wasn't intimidated by this man even though he was taller, bulkier and more aggressive looking than her she still stood her ground.

"Listen smellasaurus we need information. There was a family living in the room next door to yours. Where are they?"

"Why should I tell you anything? What's in it for me?"

Santana gave the guy a stare that would have given any normal person a heart attack and then pulled out a wad of cash and pulling out a twenty dollar bill. The guy's eyes lit up at the sight of the money and immediately leant forward to grab it but Santana pulled it out of his reach.

"Information first creepfest and then you'll get the money."

"Alright, alright. They moved, now give me the money."

"If you wants this you need to give us more than that."

The guy looked like he may argue at first but he must of needed the money badly because he gave in pretty quickly. "Fine, the family left about 2 weeks ago. They all went the couple and the two littlies. Shame they went I liked having them around. Nice to watch you know."

Finn literally wanted to be sick again, this time from disgust rather than nerves. This freak had got enjoyment out of watching Sam's little brother and sister. How wrong is that?

"What about the other b-boy, the older one." Finn was disappointed to hear his voice crack while he asked, he sounded desperate and the guy could hear it.

"Why? Was he important because if he is then I'll tell you for a little bit extra."

Finn and Santana's heads flicked to each other and there was no way Santana could not get this information no matter how small it was. The look on Finn's face was heart wrenching.

"Fine. Twenty more and you give us the rest."

A huge evil and sickening grin spread across the guy's ugly face. It made Santana want to punch him.

"Good, you want to know about the boy huh? Well he was the reason they moved. Him and his dad had a huge argument. Something about how the kid was a disgrace, personally I don't see how I wouldn't have mind seeing him get his shirt off a few more times. Those images of him getting out of the shower shall be in my wank tank for years."

Santana felt sick again and she could see out of the corner of her eye Finn was getting angry at the idea of this sicko perving on his man. His fists were clenched and his eyes were almost shooting laser at the guy.

"Shut the fuck up about how much you like him and tell us what happened prick stain."

"No need to get snarky now, as I was saying the kid got in an argument with his old man. Got pretty heated from what I could hear. Something about a shark's fin was mentioned for some reason and I'm pretty sure I heard some stuff smash and crying. Anyway the kid got thrown out of the room. They threw a letterman jacket at him and then shut the door telling him if they ever see him again they'd kill him."

Santana glanced at Finn to see how he was coping with this news. It was both good and bad. Good in the sense that Sam didn't leave Lima and that he didn't hate Finn but bad because it meant they had no idea where he was.

"What happened next?" Finn sounded even more desperate than before. His voice had cracked again and it came out as a sob. Santana felt guilty and she had nothing to feel bad about she hadn't done anything. Just seeing Finn like that was horrid and knowing that Sam might be living on the streets or something was awful. Santana did feel responsible she had told Finn it'd be ok and not to worry. How wrong had she been?

"How the fuck do I know I haven't seen the kid since and the family moved out a few days later. Now pay up bitch."

Santana passed the guy the forty dollars and couldn't think straight. Where was Sam?

"Listen, the father dumped all of the kid's stuff out on the curb the next day. I have it all you could see it if you like."

Santana didn't get it. Why was this fucking creepy paedophile being so nice all of a sudden? She was going to say something but bit her tongue when she saw Finn's head shoot up the moment he'd mentioned Sam's stuff.

"I'll take that as a yes." The guy disappeared for a second and came back with two big cardboard boxes in his arms and set them down in the door way standing just behind them.

"Here it is all his stuff, oh and there was this." He grabbed something from behind the door and put Sam's guitar case next to the boxes.

Finn immediately bent down and started looked through them and picked up Sam's favourite jumper. Santana knew it was this because Sam had told her while they dated. Finn picked it up and sniffed it. He smiled into the jumper. Santana knew exactly how Finn felt, Brittany smelt amazing and Santana loved that about her. The idea of these roles being reversed and Brittany being the one missing made Santana realise just how much this was killing the boy.

"Now don't be getting too attached now. I ain't giving this away there boy."

Santana's necked snapped from Finn towards this bastard. He was selling Sam's stuff, it wasn't his too sell.

"This isn't yours though it's Sam's." Finn's voice sounded weak again, not desperate this time just scared.

"Oh, so his name is Sam. Keep that in my memory so I can imagine screaming it in my dreams. I think you'll find this stuff is mine, it was put out for rubbish therefore it is public property for anyone to claim. Like I said I'll sell it to you for a small fee."

Santana laughed. "Small! You'll probably charge double what its worth."

"How much for it all?" Finn had stood up now with a determined look on his face. He was seriously going to buy all this stuff for Sam. There was no way he could afford it and he shouldn't have to pay.

"Well I'll have to keep some stuff. The boxer shorts for example I'm afraid I may have already stained them."

Santana did not expect Finn to punch the guy but he did. What he was saying about Sam's underwear was gross and he deserved the punch. The anger in Finn's faces was actually terrifying, he hadn't even looked this angry after baby gate. It was then that she had an idea. She grabbed the guitar case and swung it just as the dirty creep was turning back towards Finn with a bleeding nose. The case hit him square in the face and sent him to the floor.

"FINN GRAB THE BOXES!"

Finn stood there in shock at first and then slowly realised what was happening as Santana ran back to the car. He bent down and grabbed the boxes running as fast as he could after the Latina teen, and god could she run she was already in the driver's seat (even though it was Finn's car) starting up the engine as Finn threw the boxes into the back seats.

He turned to get into the passenger seat to feel a fist hit him in the side of the face knocking him to the floor. The guy had chased them, probably because he didn't want to lose his profit. Santana saw what was happening and got out the car.

"YOU FUCKING LITTLE SHIT! THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY THAT EASILY HUH!"

"OI! KIDDIE FIDDLER!"

The guy turned round at Santana's call and she punched him putting all her strength into it. Shocking both Finn and her, the guy fell to the ground unconscious. The two just stood there in shock until they realised they needed to move. Running over to help Finn up Santana then flung open the passenger door and climbed through the car to the driver's seat. Yes, it was Finn's car but a) he was too emotional to drive and b) he seemed dazed by the punch and Santana wanted to live funnily enough.

Putting the car into drive she sped off out of the parking lot and drove as fast as she could away from the motel.

Neither said a word until Santana came to a stop outside a McDonalds a good few blocks away.

Finn was breathing heavily and it was then that she realised that her heart was beating so fast. She was pumped full of adrenaline and couldn't believe what had just happened. So much for everything possibly going alright.

"That was amazing Santana." Finn was smiling, the first smile she'd seen appear on the boys lips since she'd seen him and Sam out on their date the night they got caught.

"Really? I personally would not want to do that again." Actually she quite would but nobody needed to know that and she didn't really want to know that she found that fun.

"You knocked him out with one punch, that was awesome."

"Well, you know not to brag or anything but I am the biggest bitch this lame town shall ever and I mean ever see."

The two started to laugh and Finn turned round to look at the stuff in the backseat. It then dawned on the pair that Sam's whereabouts was still unknown.

"Santana where is he?" He looked sad again, his eyes were all misty and Santana wondered whether it's what puppies looked like once they'd been kicked.

"I don't know Finn, I really don't know."

He looked down at his lap at that response, he was still holding the jumper. Playing with it in his fingers. She turned around to look at the boxes. She could see some clothes, a few comic books sticking out of the top and a shiny blue case. She leant into the back seats and took it out of the box. It was the director's cut special edition version of Avatar. She smiled to herself at the memory of being forced to watch this and even laughed a little when she remembered Sam trying to teach Finn Na'vi on the double date they had with her and Brittany.

"Nga yawne lu oer."

Finn's head shot up straight away and whispered. "I love you too Sam."

This was unbelievable, Mr Schue couldn't even teach Finn to learn Spanish and here he was responding to the only Na'vi phrase Santana has actually learnt from Sam mainly so she could say it to Brittany and convince her she said it too her in a magical language only for her. Not only that but he called her Sam. Why were Finn Fucking Hudson and Samuel Fucking Evans so good together?

"Finn we will find him. I promise you, we will."

Finn turned his big eye onto her, traces of the half smile he had previous as he said I love you still present. His face turned worry again though and I could tell he wasn't convinced.

"Did Sam have any other family living in Lima or Ohio?"

Finn's face scrunched up and his brows knitted. He pulled his thinking face as Sam has once described it. Santana found it hilarious Sam however just seemed to find it unbelievably adorable.

"No, the only family he has live in Tennessee."

Santana thought for a second. "Is there anyone you can think of that he'd go too?"

Again Finn pulled his thinking face his eyes twitching from left to right as if going through a list. "No, the guys at his work aren't really his friends. Everyone he likes is in glee club plus wouldn't he still have come to school if he was with someone else."

Damn, he's right. Out smarted by an emotional Finn Hudson. What is up with today seriously?

"Ok then Finn. I'm going to text everyone to meet in the choir room at school. I promised Mr Schue I'd phone him after we've found Sam but as we haven't I'm sure he'll be up for what I have planned. As I said Finn we will find him. I swear it. Text your mom and Burt as well. If you and Kurt are both going to be there I'm sure they'd want too as well. I'll also get Mr Schue to bring whoever he can. Trust me Finn, Sam Evans will be back in Gigantor's arms as soon as possible."

She then flashed him a small smile which she hoped looked comforting. He nodded slowly as if trying to convince himself that she was right. He moved his hand over and grabbed hers.

"Thank you, Santana. You're not as bad as everyone says."

Santana shall never admit this if someone asks but yes she did get a kick out of hearing those words. The only other person to say it was Brittany after all and the truth was she did care.

"Stop getting all sentimental Frankenteen. Your man is out there waiting for you, now get texting."

OK there is chapter 1, loads more planned. Please Review :).