A/N: this idea came to me late one night and I guess I decided to write it… Samcedes are endgame in this but it starts out with Quinncedes love. Now… I don't really ship Quinncedes in love… more like sisters, but my crazy mind forced me to write this… its angsty, and weird but I hope you read it. Oh and there will be smut at times, but fair warning, I don't write it well. If you check out my Arwen fic (Arthur and Gwen from Merlin for those who don't know) called La Femme Mortelle "Chapter 5" I tried my hand at it. The readers were empathic to say the least… so if you continue to read and find yourself hating the smut, please tell me. For now this is rated T… rating subject to change… anyway, onto the chapter.

"Oh god Quinn Fabray you need to stop it right now!" Mercedes laughed as Quinn sung a Justin Bieber song at the top of her lungs. Quinn just smiled and intertwined Her girlfriend's (soon to be wife's) fingers with hers and she sung Mercedes Justin's first hit "One time".

Mercedes finally joined in and they sung together, but they didn't even finish the song because Quinn began kissing Mercedes' neck while Mercedes drove her car to her house. Mercedes didn't live with Quinn yet, despite Quinn's pestering, but what Quinn Fabray wants she gets, so... most of Mercedes' stuff was at Quinn's house, Quinn took the compromise knowing that Mercedes was a very traditional person. It wouldn't matter at all in a few months they were going to be married anyway, and Quinn would have untethered access to her Nubian goddess.

"Quinny... You need to stop before I get into an accident!" Mercedes whined to her Girlfriend.

" Its not my fault you taste so good mercy... Stop wearing the good shit when we go out and I won't ravish you." Quinn smiled against her neck, kissed it lightly before pulling away.

Mercedes pulled into her driveway and Quinn walked her to her door. After Mercedes opened it Quinn followed her inside, immediately pushing her up against the door kissing her sweet lips softly.

"Quinn..." Mercedes moaned against her lips.

"Hmm?" is all Quinn said as she moved from her lips to her neck, once again tasting the sweet scents that radiated off of this gorgeous woman.

"Quinn, the meeting remember?" Mercedes tried, but failed to remind her as Quinn hands gripped her skirt and slowly brought it up her thighs. It rested on her waist now, and Quinn quickly put a hand in her panties, causing Mercedes to moan lowly against the door.

"Quinn!" Mercedes finally managed to get some clarity as she pushed her beautiful girlfriend away from her.

"I know! I know! The meeting!" Quinn groaned. This was the most important meeting of her career, her "Promotion meeting" if she got this promotion she could secure her job at the company and be the head bitch in charge. Just like she was in high school. She fought hard to get where she was now and she wasn't planning on letting anything get in the way of that... Sadly not even the beautiful woman who she fought even harder to be with, who happened to be standing right in front of her.

"Go! Before it gets too late and you have to sleep here..." Mercedes suggested.

"Would that be such a bad thing?" Quinn smiled and pulled Mercedes towards her, wrapping her skinny arms around her girlfriend's thicker frame and kissing her softly.

"Yes it would be a bad thing, we'd end up not sleeping at all... Then you be late for the biggest meeting of your life, plus you already have your clothes pressed and ready at home remember?" Mercedes said.

"Ugh! You have an answer for everything don't you?" Quinn smiled as she nodded and kissed her goodbye.

"I'll conference you while I'm driving so you can know I got home safely... Ok?"

"Quinn it's not safe to call me while driving, just call me when you get home ok?" Mercedes pleaded.

"Okay fine! Don't do that pout I promise, no calls until I get home." Quinn lied, she was gonna call her anyway. She blew Mercedes another kiss and then got into her car, which she left in Mercedes driveway.

Soon she was on the road driving home and that's when she called her, she just hoped Mercedes didn't catch onto the fact that she was calling while driving.

"Hey babe! I'm on my way home!" Quinn said into the speaker.

"Lucy! I told you NOT to call me unless you were ALREADY home!" Mercedes spat

"Oh shit" Quinn thought. When Mercedes called her by her real name that's how she knew she was in trouble, it meant she was extra pissed.

"Baby I only got a couple miles to go! I just needed to hear your voice... Please don't be mad at me." Quinn said in her best baby voice, she knew Mercedes couldn't resist her when she put on the baby voice.

"Fine! I'll forgive you this time if and only if, you promise to come over tomorrow in the pink number I brought you for you birthday."

Quinn laughed, "Mercedes Jones you sly little-" Quinn was cut off by a driver driving directly behind her car, she moved her hand out to signal him to go pass but the just kept behind her at a fast speed, so fast that they were bumper to bumper.

"What in the actual fuck?" Quinn screamed, Mercedes heard her exasperation and asked her what was wrong.

"There's a driver behind me who keeps hitting my bumper!" Quinn swerved to the side and the Black SUV followed her hitting her from behind again. Mercedes could hear the ruckus and she was starting to become very worried.

"Quinn! Quinn are you ok?" she asked frightened

"Yeah baby I'll be fine! I just have to shake this asshole! Look I'll call you when I get home ok? I love you."

Mercedes didn't know it, but that would be Quinn's last words to her. Cause that night the car that was following Quinn made her swerve off the road, into a tree. Where she was pronounced dead to her family, her co-workers and her friends, and most importantly to her fiancée Mercedes.

She was dead, good. He thought. His plan worked perfectly. He had to get her out of that car before anyone noticed her body. He grabbed her bloodied carcass into his arms and then took her down to her new home... A soul like hers would be useful cause she is easily corrupted. Luckily he got to her before she married that woman... what was her name? Mercedes. A soul is nothing but pure, and if Quinn married her their souls would've become one. But now he had her in his grasp, and he was going to change her, make her his new apprentice. He scryed all over for a soul like hers, and now that he got it... There was no letting go. Once returned, Quinn Fabray would be evil incarnate. And he wouldn't have it any other way.