A/N:So, this is my new story. I'm not planning on making it very long, only about five or six chapters. And don't worry I'm still going to update my other Samchel story, frequently. I actually just posted a new chapter, today.

Enjoy!

Rachel was sitting on the couch of her and Sam's apartment, wearing Sam's 'New York University Football' t-shirt and a pair of blue boy-short panties. She was looking forward to spending some time just relaxing with her fiancé on the upcoming four day weekend. They had both been so busy with school, wedding planning, and football practice; they didn't have too much time to just relax.

Sam walked into the living room, sat on the couch, and wrapped his arms around the petite brunette. "Hey, baby." He began to kiss her neck.

Rachel smiled "Hey, Sammy." She lifted up his head and pecked him on the lips.

He smiled and tucked a lock of her dark brown hair behind her ear. "Nga yawne lu oer ha nìtxan"

She pounced on Sam, so she was on top of him. She straddled his waist, her knees resting on either side of him. "I love you so much, too." She leaned down and kissed his lips. "By the way, who was that?"

"Who? On the phone?" He gently stroked her upper thighs with his thumbs.

"Mhm." Rachel began to kiss his jawbone.

"Oh… uh… it… it was…" He swallowed. "…Quinn."

Rachel stopped dead in her tracks. "Fabray?" To say that Rachel wasn't too close with Sam's ex girlfriend would be a very large understatement. Quinn had always been cruel to Rachel, and when Rachel and Sam started dating, it had only given her more of a reason to continue constantly harassing the poor girl.

"Um… yeah."

"W-what did she want?"

"Well… um… she's er, visiting this weekend." He smiled at her, sheepishly."

"Sam! Why would you do that?" Rachel exclaimed, her voice cracking. "You know how Quinn is!"

Sam grabbed her shoulders, letting his hands trail down and rub her arms. "Babe, why are you so upset? It's just for four days."

Rachel sighed in aggravation. "Well, first of all, I was very excited about spending some time alone with the man that I love, but now all those plans are cancelled. And I mean all of them."

"What? Baby, don't deprive yourself of some Sam Evans lovin'"

She rolled her eyes and continued. "And she's always flirting with you… and sometimes I get worried that… you know…"

Sam smiled and pecked her lips. "Rach, I don't know why you're so worried. Quinn Fabray means nothing to me. She was just some pretty girl I used to like."

"If she's the pretty girl, what does that make me?"

"You're the sweetest, most beautiful, most perfect girl in the world. Besides…" He stroked her cheek with his thumb. "I dumped her so I could be with you, remember?"

Rachel smiled. "Yeah."

"So, are we good?"

She nodded. "Yeah." She let out a small laugh. "I mean it's not like you said she could stay here, right?" Sam bit his lip, guiltily. "SAMUEL EVANS!"

A/N: I'm sorry this chapter is so short. The rest will be longer, I promise. Any ideas? Please review!