Author's Note: I'm really happy to start my first fanfiction. English is not my mother tongue so I'm not that detailed when it comes to narrations.

All characters, except for Olivia (which is mine), belong to Glee.

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Chapter 1

Olivia gazed depressingly at what her latest pregnancy test read: negative. She and Sam had been trying so hard to start a family for the past few months, but then again she doesn't know who has the problem. She would always follow the recommendations of her doctor: to eat a balanced diet, do regular exercises in the morning, and avoid becoming stressed because her work as a guidance counselor at a nearby school demanded so much time and attention, that's why she resigned. Anyway, it wouldn't hurt that much to their savings since Sam earns a lot as a program analyst in a multinational company.

"It's okay, hon. We're gonna have our baby soon, I assure you." Sam said later that afternoon when she told him what the result of the test is.

"I know that, but I just feel frustrated because I couldn't give you a baby." She replied while Sam hugged her tightly to help her ease the pain.

"By the way, I'm going to cook something for our dinner now, what do you want to eat?"

"Oh, don't mind me, hon. Gonna be back at the office later. I forgot some files and maybe I'll just go grab some dinner with Puck. Anyways, I'll be upstairs when you need me." Sam kisses Olivia's forehead before going upstairs to call Puck.

"Hey bud, you in tonight?" Puck says in a low voice knowing that his wife, Santana, might hear his voice.

"God Puck, of course I'm in. But please, no hitting on girls." Sam had been to clubs for since god knows, but he never flirted with girls in a way that Puck flirts with them, he has stayed loyal to his wife and he only goes for a couple of drinks to relieve his stress.

"THAT WOULD BE A PROBLEM, DUDE. You know how this works for us. Just stay in a corner while I hit some girls." Puck says in a chuckling voice.

"Okay, see you later."

"When was the last time you were in a club, Quinn? God, you're so uptight!" This is Rachel Berry complaining. She and Quinn had been best friends since god knows how long. She realized that Quinn needed a refresher since she had been working seriously for the past months.

"If I say yes, will you stop from talking?" Quinn replies jokingly. She knows that Rachel is (always) talkative but she became comfortable with it, but not this time.

"Okay, pick you up at 7!" Rachel giggles as she walks out of Quinn's apartment.

It was really 7 when Rachel picked up Quinn. Quinn was wearing a very sexy dress that hugged her curves and exposed enough amount of her skin, and even Rachel felt proud to pick her up. It also revealed a little of Quinn's cleavage making her a little uncomfortable. Rachel gave Quinn an assuring smile saying that she looked her best and they're definitely ready to go.

Rachel loves clubs, while Quinn has this moderate feeling about it. Quinn is used to spending her time alone, and if it wasn't for her friend, she would not go to this place.

"You are so beautiful. I should've come without you." Rachel gives Quinn an insecure stare knowing that all the guys in the club stop what they're doing as the two girls walked in.

"Yeah. Maybe I'll bring a guy home. You never know." Quinn laughs.

"So how are things with you and Olivia?" Puck asks.

"The usual, we're still trying to have a baby. I don't know. She took the test earlier and it was still negative."

"Do you ever get tired of it? You know? As for me, Santana and I have our own kids but we still look for others to satisfy our needs, and then here you are, having no kids with the last woman I ever thought you'd marry and you won't even hit on a single girl!" Puck complains.

"Life is unfair." Sam chuckles. "I mean, Olivia has been loyal to me all these years even when we had nothing in common or a child to raise. I get tired, too. I just think that Olivia deserves a guy who would be patient with her and give her the same kind of love that she gives him, and there's no other person who should be doing that other than me."

"Yeah, I agree. But if that's the only reason why you're still staying with her then I guess what you're seeking with each other is some kind of agreement of companionship, without love. She still isn't pregnant? Dude, I think there's something wrong. Are you really serious about having kids? It's very difficult, you know." Puck asks suddenly.

"Of course I am, it's been years since Olivia and I were married and I've always wanted to have some little addition to our family. The problem is, we've been trying so hard."

"There is only one solution about this problem: a babymaker."

"What? Are you nuts?"

"Of course not! I'm serious!" Sam might give this one a shot, knowing that they desperately want to have kids someday.

"Do you know anyone? I mean, what are the odds?" Sam replies.

"I don't know anyone but someone would be willing to bear a child with the right payment. Do you have enough money?"

"I don't think so. These things should be talked about with Olivia."

"Okay."

"Hey, do you those two girls around the corner? Geez, both of them are smoking hot." Sam glares at Puck upon hearing this. He grabs Sam by his arm going to the direction of the girls.

"I'm wondering if you'd still like to accompany me tomorrow, aren't you having fun?" Rachel asks Quinn as she dances to the beat of the music.

"So, Rachel and Quinn are your names, right? Puck and Sam here. Nice to meet you!" Puck interrupts Rachel and Quinn's conversation.

"I'm so sorry about my friend, we don't mean to interrupt." Sam says while focusing his eyes on Quinn. He cannot believe at the beauty before his eyes. He can't take away his eyes from Quinn.

"Wow, never thought some guys would come to us! It's nice to meet you, too!" Rachel replies while extending her hands to both men.

"Wanna dance with me?" Puck asks Quinn.

"Oh, sorry. Dancing's not my thing. Why not Rachel? She's a great dancer."

"Come on, let's go!" Rachel grabs Puck's hands leading him to the dance floor.

"We're all alone to ourselves." Sam says, trying to strike up a conversation.

"Yeah. I guess so. What was your name again?"

"Sam. Sam Evans."

"I'm Quinn Fabray."

"Nice name."

"I think so. I'm so sorry I'm not really comfortable with this place. Neither am I comfortable with talking to a stranger, too." Quinn apologizes while shivers came through her spine. This place is making me sick, she thought.

"You're cold. Here." A jacket is now covering Quinn's slender body and Sam feels some electricity flowing through his body as his hands touch Quinn's ivory skin. She's definitely the only girl that made him feel like this, not even Olivia.

"You're married. You shouldn't be here." Quinn looks at Sam's hands.

"How do you know?"

"Your ring finger says it all. Your wife must be looking for you. The kids must be ready to sleep by now." Sam sees Quinn's lips build up a smile while saying this.

"Yes to the married part, but no to the kids sleeping. I'm only here for some me-time." Sam replies.

"I don't think your wife would be angry with me if I'd steal a couple minutes of your time. Do you know a restaurant or something that serves good food? I'm starving."

"Of course. Let me take you there."

Sam doesn't know what he's doing. He knows he shouldn't be taking a girl to a restaurant for a dinner. Nobody will know, only Puck. Sam thought while rationalizing what odds might happen. Besides, I'm only here for a friendly dinner.

He opens the car door for Quinn while Quinn smiles at him, thanking him for being a gentleman. What he doesn't know is that Quinn finds him attractive, too. And what might a friendly dinner could be might continue to a little something more.

(Chapter 1's done. Do you want me to continue? Thanks!)