Hi all! This story came to me after I decided to let go of "THE SHOW THAT SHALL NOT BE NAMED". I wanted Samcedes to get the Christmas they deserve and so here we are. Mercedes comes home from UCLA for the holidays and tells Santa her secret Christmas wish. Will Santa make her dreams come true or will she get a pile of coal? Possibly a 3 shot.
Disclaimer: I definitely don't own Glee because this season would have been gone way different, especially in regards to Samcedes. I am a glutton for reviews so please gimme, gimme!
Mercedes blew on her hot cocoa as she watched the shoppers clamor around the mall stores. She landed in Ohio last week for the holidays and had taken every opportunity to enjoy her hometown during her stay. She was most excited about going to the Mall and listening to the carolers with her brother's little girl, Carly. She couldn't wait to spend time with her niece and take her to see Santa.
What a relief to be away from classes, homework, studio rehearsals and endless recording sessions, Mercedes thought. The weight of the stress in waiting for her in Los Angeles seemed miles away from her, now that she was home. Home. She missed her family and friends so much, it hurt. The fall session was harder on her emotionally then she ever expected. Los Angeles has its glitz and glamour, but nothing took the place of home. She was surprised by the little things that she missed. Getting coffee at the coffee shop with Kurt and Blaine. Walking downtown with Tina to shop for a new dress or a new pair of shoes. But what kept her awake at night were memories of listening to the melodic strings of a guitar being played for her on her bed. That memory caused Mercedes to take a small gasp. She missed watching the broad shouldered blond young man, with twinkling green eyes that could melt Mt. Everest, sing to her and capture her heart over and over again. The emotions connected to that memory surprised Mercedes. She saw Sam many times since leaving for Los Angeles. When she came back to help the Glee Club with the Grease play, she and Sam talked and sang with each other all the time. But neither one of them ever really looked at each other. They laughed and sang with the group, but made sure to never to be alone together, not since their very last conversation.
Mercedes was curling her hair in front of her bedroom mirror, while tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. This was the day. It all ended and started today. Mercedes fluctuated between moments of pure excitement and unspeakable pain. The minute Mercedes heard the front doorbell, she ran down the stairs in her bare feet, swung open the door and wrapped her arms around Sam's neck. She wanted to be brave today and be the diva who strode out of Lima, Ohio with ferociousness, but she couldn't fake it with Sam. She never could.
"Baby, don't cry", he whispered in her ear as he held her close to his body. Not releasing his hold on her, he gently moved her into the house and closed the door. He could barely speak himself, overwhelmed with emotions. Sam sat in the car for an hour and a half before he rang the doorbell. He wanted to delay this moment for as long as he could. And now, seeing his beautiful girl crying, and knowing that they were going separate ways, was breaking him.
"Sam, I …I…" Mercedes tried to speak but her words were caught by the gasps of air that she took in between sobbing into Sam's shoulder.
"I know, baby, I know. But," Sam moved his face to look Mercedes in the eyes, lovingly wiping her tears with his thumb, "You are much too big a star to be here, Darling. You are made for greatness and you need to start on that greatness now." Mercedes began to shake her head, but Sam gently took her face into his hands.
"Suppose I don't make it, Sam. Suppose you are the only one who sees me like that."
"Don't be silly, Merce. Did you forget how many people watched you on Youtube? Did you forget how you brought the house down with the Troubletones? Everybody sees it."
"I don't know…maybe."
"Yes. Yes, damn it. You are a star. A diamond. Hell, a freakin' comet." Mercedes gave a small chuckle and finally managed a smile.
"You are going to have your name in lights, with eight grammys and twenty tonys. And I'll be damn if you throw all of that away to stay in this hick town with nothing to give you a real future. Especially not a dyslexic ex-football player." Sam's eyes darted away from Mercedes' and brimmed with tears.
"Oh hell no, now you need to wait a damn minute." Mercedes stepped out of Sam's embrace, and poked her finger into his chest. "I don't ever, ever want to hear you talk about yourself like that. You are way more than some dyslexic football player. You are smart, kind, funny, and talented. I don't waste my time on losers, which is why I am with you right now. Got it?" Sam blushed into a bright pink and gave his signature half-cocked smile. He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Yes, Mam'm. Can we go back to the part where you were hugging me, rather than reading me the riot act?" Mercedes laughed and placed her arms around Sam's neck.
"I think I can manage that." The two held each other for what felt like hours, in a comfortable silence.
"Merce?" Sam whispered into Mercedes' ear.
"Yes?" she whispered back.
"I want you to know…I want you to know..." Sam's heart was beating rapidly in his chest. He knew he wanted to tell her his true feeling towards her, before she left for California, but there never seemed to be the right time. He also didn't want to burden her with wondering about their relationship before she left. Sam knew a long distance relationship was not realistic, with her school load and the recording contract. He didn't want their relationship to end up becoming a burden in her new life. But standing here in front of her, feeling the glow of love and affection surrounding them at this moment, he knew he had to tell her. He looked into her warm brown eyes and traced her cheek with his fingertips.
"Merce, I love you." Tears began to form in Sam's eyes. "I will always love you, please don't forget that. Don't ever forget that."
"Sam…I-" Mercedes began, but was stopped by the force of Sam's lips upon hers. The kiss was full of passion and intensity, as Sam held Mercedes' face in his hands, savoring her taste, touch and smell. His tongue tenderly intertwined with hers, as he cherished her full, luscious lips, mesmerized by the unique taste that made him dizzy.
"Merce, don't say anything. Please. I don't want to hear you say anything in response, because if you do...I don't think I will have the strength to let you walk out this door. And you have to. You have to." Mercedes nodded her head in agreement, although her heart and body spoke volumes as to what was in her head. She was heads over heels in love with this man.
"So go with no regrets. Okay, Merce. This is your fresh start." And with that, Sam turned and quickly walked out the door of her house.
"Aunt Cedes!" Mercedes was bolted out of her daydream by the sound of her niece's voice. She watched as the five year old made a beeline dash for her. Carly embraced Mercedes into a gigantic embrace. "I am so glad to see you!"
"You too sweetie!" Mercedes watched as her brother ran up to the table, gasping for air.
"She started running the minute she saw you. You looked like you were in a fog. Everything ok?" Her brother Marcus asked with puzzlement and concern. Mercedes continued holding Carly, swaying her back and forth.
"Yeah, everything's great. Just thinking about my Christmas list. So who's up for seeing Santa!"