I send my sincere apologies, my friends! I've been super busy for the past few weeks, so that's the reason for the late update.
Anyway, enjoy. :D
Rachel found it hard to look at Finn for the next few days, knowing what he'd done with Santana in that janitor's closet. Sam and Quinn had done it at Sam's house that same day. The only others who had sex on that day were Tina and Mike.
The day after that, however, Brittany had invited Artie over and they did the deed. That very night, Artie went to Mercedes' house and did it with her. The boy felt like a god, having had sex with two girls in a single day.
Now, on the third day of their pact, the girls were in the ladies' room of McKinley, discussing the times they had doing it with the guys. Rachel and Santana were sitting cross-legged on the counter next to the bathroom sinks. Quinn leaned against one of the stalls. Mercedes was applying makeup in the mirror. Brittany and Tina were kneeling on the floor—they knew it was awfully unsanitary, but they didn't care—and Brittany was doing Tina's nails.
"I wasn't even expecting it that day," Tina said. "I went over Mike's for dinner. We ate, and then he put in some cheesy movie that I had no interest in watching. It barely played for ten minutes before Mike practically jumped me and then carried me to his bedroom."
"Sam was so romantic." Quinn smiled, remembering the moment. "He's usually just a big dork, but he dimmed the lights in his bedroom and lit candles all around the bed. He played Just The Way You Are really softly on the radio. It was so perfect." She shrugged at the other girls. "For a virgin, he actually wasn't bad. He seemed to know what he was doing, for the most part. It was a more special time than with Puckerman, for sure."
"I don't remember much," Rachel sighed. "I was completely drunk. I just remember waking up totally unclad next to Noah at a very early hour in an unfamiliar bed. I threw up in the bathroom, got dressed, and ran for it. I got a stern lecture from my dads."
"This is the second time I've done it with Artie," Brittany reminded everyone. "He couldn't really do much either time, though, because he can't move his legs."
"I found it awkward. He seemed pretty psyched, though." Mercedes started to put on mascara. "I guess it was kinda fun. Wasn't bad for a first time. But, again, awkward. Super weird."
"Finn still had awkward hand placements, but at least he caught himself before constantly apologizing." Santana shook her head. "But that face. It's just so damn weird! He opens his mouth and it looks like he's waiting to be fed or something, and the way he squeezes his eyes shut makes him look like he's constipated."
The other five burst out laughing.
"It's true. He was actually better this time, though. A pretty good time."
Meanwhile, the guys were talking about the exact same thing in the choir room. Kurt was at the piano, letting his fingers glide across the keys. Sam and Mike sat in the first row of chairs. Mike's chair was backwards. Artie's wheelchair was next to Sam. Finn and Puck sat in the second row.
"Just to be sure," Finn muttered uneasily, "we all . . . hit home, right?"
The others nodded, and Sam said, "They can't get pregnant if they're not inseminated first."
Finn shrugged. "True."
"I didn't expect much from Berry," Puck breathed. "I mean, she's a total prude and she was completely trashed. But she kinda gave Pucksaurus a good ride." He nodded once at Sam. "How was Quinn?"
"Amazing," Sam answered simply. "She really made it clear who the virgin was in the relationship."
"I showed her everything she knows." Puck grinned conceitedly.
Finn rolled his eyes, and Kurt called from where he was seated at the piano, "You're such a pig, Puckerman."
"Whoa, Hummel. I didn't even know you were in here," Puck grumbled. "You might wanna try to speak up, pansy."
Kurt shot him a glare and went back to playing the piano.
"I gotta give props to Mercedes," Artie said. "She was good. Almost as good as Brittany, and Britt's the one who's really experienced."
"I was freaked out with Santana. I mean, she totally knows what she's doing," Finn muttered, "and I'm always just kinda going along. The first time was really awful." He shrugged. "But I guess this time wasn't as bad."
Mike sighed. "Tina likes to be on top, but so do I. We were kind of, like, battling it out. Whoever ended up on top got to be the topper in the relationship."
"So did Tina win?" Artie asked.
"In my defense, I was really tired that day."
"Save it, Chang," Puck howled. "She's wearin' the pants in that relationship now, man."
The girls were smart and had gone into the restroom to talk. It was free period, so most students at McKinley were either roaming the halls, chatting with friends by their lockers, or studying if they had no friends. Nobody really went into the bathroom during free period. The boys, on the other hand, had unthinkingly selected the choir room to have their meeting, which led right to the office Mr. Schuester was working in. The teacher exited his office and stared at the boys.
"I couldn't help but overhear," he explained. "Did I hear that you all took advantage of a girl in the club?"
Kurt's hand shot in the air. "Not me."
"Artie got two," Mike mumbled.
"It's a pact," Puck breathed. "I knocked Rachel up, so the rest of the girls decided to get pregnant with her. They couldn't do that without us. So Finn did Santana, Sam did Quinn, Mike did Tina, and Artie did Brittany and Mercedes. They'll all be loaded in no time."
"That's terrible! I can't believe the girls would do something like that!" Mr. Schue's eyes narrowed. "I can't believe you all agreed to it."
Sam's wide mouth curled into a smile. "It's free sex, Mr. Schue," he chuckled. "Of course we're gonna agree to it."
"But did it ever cross any of your minds that you're going to be fathers at seventeen years old?" Mr. Schue gestured toward Sam. "Or, in Sam's case, sixteen? And if this is a pact, none of the girls are going to give the babies up for adoption. You're going to have to man up and take care of those kids! Did any of you stop and think about that before agreeing to this because you'd get 'free sex'?"
Kurt grinned smugly at the five guys that looked at each other in silence.
Mr. Schue sighed. "That's what I thought."
"Look, you can't say anything to anyone," Finn told the teacher, getting to his feet and moving toward Mr. Schue. "Sure, we didn't stop and think first, but what's done is done, and we weren't even supposed to tell you about it in the first place. Just let this go on as it is."
"And please don't tell the mysophobic ginger," Puck added.
Sam nodded. "She'll get the girls one by one and they'll know we told."
"Someone needs to know about this!" Mr. Schue exclaimed.
"Someone does know. You," Finn pointed out. "Please, Mr. Schue. Promise us you won't tell."
Mr. Schuester ran a hand through his lathered brown curls. "Fine. I promise."
"Thank you!"
"How are we going to get pregnancy tests without our parents knowing?" Mercedes wondered aloud as she, Tina, and Quinn walked down the hall together.
"My parents didn't know," Quinn said. "I just bought a box at the pharmacy. When I was done with them, I threw them all away in the dumpster at the Lima Freeze, along with the receipt. My parents didn't suspect a thing."
"Doesn't the nurse have tests, too?" Tina asked.
Quinn nodded. "She does."
"We could just ask her in a few weeks. Then we could all find out together because we'll all be in school," Tina suggested.
Mercedes smiled. "Good idea, T."
Suddenly, the girls saw Rachel walking toward them. As she went past, Quinn shifted her books over to one arm and used her free hand to grab Rachel's forearm, whirling the short brunette around. Rachel blinked her wide brown eyes in somewhat of a daze, wondering how she ended up walking with Quinn, Mercedes, and Tina in such a short amount of time. She shook her head and glanced at Tina on the left of her, and then Quinn and Mercedes on her other side.
"What just happened?" Rachel asked in a confused tone.
Mercedes and Quinn laughed. Tina observed, "You seem really tired, Rach. You're usually not this out-of-it."
"I am really tired. I barely got three hours of sleep last night," Rachel explained groggily.
"Why?" Mercedes questioned.
Rachel shrugged. "I was really tired, but I just couldn't fall asleep. I'm not sure why."
"You were probably just stressed," Quinn tried. "Were you thinking about the pact?"
"I couldn't think of anything but."
"Well, there's your answer." Quinn shrugged just as the bell rang. The girls bid each other goodbye and went to their separate classes. Quinn was off to U.S. History, the only class she had with Finn. She liked sitting next to him; he made her smile. Sam was in the class, too, but he sat a row behind them. Quinn always had to reassure him that everything was fine when he seethed with jealously of Finn sitting beside his girlfriend.
Quinn got to class and sat down next to Finn. The two said hello to each other, and then Quinn waved to Sam behind her. He smiled and nodded at her. When Quinn turned back around, Sam sighed dazedly and stared at his older woman's flowing blond hair, as creepy as it was to just gaze at the back of someone's head. He wasn't really jealous of Finn today. Maybe because Quinn was carrying his baby now, and Finn had a child of his own by another girl on the way—at least, that's what they were sure of without a pregnancy test—so Sam didn't have to worry about the two getting together. Not when they had children to worry about now.
He would be with Quinn forever. Just him, his beautiful love, and their future child. And they'd be perfect. And Finn could be with Santana and whatever child the two of them could possibly create together. Sam pictured a tiny Latino with messy hair and brown eyes, smirking conceitedly and standing awkwardly tall. The thought made him chuckle under his breath. Quinn turned around to look at him, wondering what he was laughing about. He just shrugged. Quinn giggled, turning around again. Sam loved their relationship; they didn't need to speak to communicate. They understood each other in a way that no one else could.
To Sam, that was true love. In his eyes, anyway.
