A/N: So flattered by all the support and love I recieved on the first chapter. So here's a little something I stayed up ALL night (and morning) trying to make this just as great as you all make Ch.1 seem. I'll let be the judge of how it came out, Im extremely tired so sorry if it sucks, but excited for your reactions. Thanks for the love!


Mercedes was shell shocked as she stared up into the eyes of the boy, no man, standing before her, whose hand was still on her hip.

Sam was sure his eyes had been deceiving him, when he first saw the ebony beauty walk into the store. He quickly followed behind her into the store and tailed her for a while, taken by her effortless beauty, and familiar, welcoming face. He knew he had to find some way to approach her; she was his Mercy after all. He knew it was her, her grandmother said she would be back in town. Besides, he'd spent enough time watching that ass of hers in his childhood, he would recognize it blindfolded in the dark.

"Wow Sammy, look at you!" Mercedes exclaimed as she finally shook them both out of their private revere, as they both reluctantly stepped away from each other.

"Look at me? Dollface look at you!" Sam said as he playfully spun her around, causing her to giggle. God she looks amazing! Sam thought. He hadn't realized how much he missed that sound until now. He was going to have to find a subtle way to adjust himself since they were in public.

Speaking of public, they had all but forgotten they were right in the middle of the grocery store, and were receiving strange look from a few of the older patrons.

They quickly separated and silently made their way further down the aisle as Mercedes grabbed the needed things off of the shelf and into her basket, all the while avoiding Sam's piercing gaze.

"Sammy. Please stop staring at me like I have diamonds in my ear!" Mercedes demanded, finally stopping to look at him.

"I'm sorry but, you're razzing my berries right now baby." Sam admitted as he shamelessly looked her up and down hungrily.

"Make yourself useful and carry this for me instead of talking all that apple butter." Mercedes said as she laughed off the complement and thrust the basket into Sam's hands.

"Anything Dollface." Sam said with a lopsided grin.

They walked through the store collecting groceries as they talked and laughed about old times, finding it rather easy to ignore snide looks coming from a few other patrons; until they finally reached the check-out line. They were so busy being wrapped up in the others company that they hadn't noticed the cashier until he spoke to them, well spoke down to them.

"White's only. Colored line is down there." He spoke curtly, looking past the 3 other empty white only check-out lanes to the long line at the one colored only line.

Mercedes released an agitated sigh. UGH! One of the many things I did not miss while in Canada. Mercedes thought. She was just about to reluctantly head toward the other line when she felt Sam grip her wrist to keep her from moving. She took in his clenched jaw and the deathly glare he was shooting towards the cashier.

"I'm buying it, grundy. So wring it up!" Sam said through clenched teeth as he slammed the basket on the counter. Asshole.

Both the cashier and Mercedes were stunned silent as Sam silently seethed.

"Thank you Sam, but you didn't have to do that." Mercedes said as she stepped in front of him to still his walking as they stood outside of the store.

"Did you get treated like that up in Canada Mercy?" Sam asked as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his black straight leg jeans.

"No-"

"Then you shouldn't be treated that way here." Sam said, as he cut her off, looking directly into her big brown eyes.

She nodded light in understanding, causing a piece of thick black hair to fall onto her cheek. Sam had to squeeze his fists together in his pockets to keep from sweeping the hair off of her cheek. They stood there silently staring at each other, not realizing that were steadily coming closer together until Mercedes had to bend her head back a little further to keep eye contact. At that realization they both laughed.

"God I missed you." Mercedes sighed before she could stop herself.

"I missed you too Mercy. Let me walk you to your car."

There was that silence again, where they only thing they could hear was the crackling of the air around as they could feel the sparks between them.

"Hey mercy, what's the word on you for the week?" Sam asked as opened the door for Mercedes.

"Hmm. Well you know spending time with memaw and my keepers and the germ." Mercedes said as she placed the bags on the passenger seat.

"Why?" she asked as she turned back to Sam, who leaning on her open car door.

"Well whenever you're free we could you know, head to the drive-in, shoot the breeze, you know, whatever." Sam trailed off as he nervously rubbed at the back of his neck.

"Sammy Evans are you asking me out?" Mercedes asked as she placed a hand on her hip.

"Are you saying yes?" Sam asked.

Yes! Yes! YES! Her mind screamed.

"Yes. You can take me to a drive-in or shoot the breeze or whatever." Mercedes giggled as she mocked his deep voice.

"Cool beans! So what day are you free?" Sam said excitedly.

"I'll clue you in later Evans." She said as she slid into the car and rolled down the window.

"Hey, just don't, uh, tell Robbie. Okay?" Sam asked as she shut her door.

"He doesn't still have it out for you does he?" Mercedes asked.

"Yeah. He does." Sam mumbled.

"Well lucky for you flutter bum, I'm a grown ass woman, who doesn't need her brother's permission to go out." Mercedes stated.

"Sassy as ever Dollface." Sam said with a wide smile.

"Damn straight. Now hit it so I can go home, before they start worry." Mercedes said as she started up her Chevy.

"See you later gator?" Sam asked hopefully as he stepped away from her car.

"After a while crocodile." Mercedes called as she speed away.

Leaving Sam Evans a smiling, fist pumping vision in her rearview mirror.


Just a little 50's slang translator:

Dollface- beautiful girl, boo

Razz my berries- to excite or impress

Apple butter- smooth talk, flattery

Grundy- bad person (jackass, asshole, etc.)

Word- the news

Word from the bird- the truth (Ch.1)

Keepers- parents

Germ- pest

Shoot the breeze- relax, chill

Chariot- car (Ch.1)

Bread- money (Ch.1)

Are you writing a book?- asking too many questions (Ch.1)

Play dead- keep quiet (Ch.1)

Tune out- go away (Ch.1)

Ankle biter- child (Ch.1)

Salty- upset (Ch.1)

Oh yeah! Thoughts are in italics. Thanks for the support. Leave a review!