Yes I will be uploading the chapters that I have from tumblr on here and then adding more slowly. Fair warning that this will not be updated as fast as my other fics since I really need to focus on my novel. So I might update every other week. Or as requested. If you want more than I will upload based on how many ask for it. No reason to update like crazy if no one even wants to read it, right? lol anyway...here's the next chapter. I will update with the next in a few days.

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Santana woke up feeling woozy. It was the same feeling she usually got right after eating her abuela's famous Thanksgiving turkey. She smiled as she stretched thinking about the wonderful dream she had just had. It was weird because normally she hated anything that was as colorful as the dream was with all the unicorns but it also had a beautiful blonde woman in it as well. She wasn't open about her sexuality with her friends yet so that bit she will not share with them later. Eyes blurred she tried to blink it away as her eyes fell on the cause for the comatose sleep she just experienced. He was sitting next to Mercedes and tending to her injured knee when she slowly got up and walked towards him.

Sam smiled as he watched Mercedes sleep. He hoped that the happy place he sent her was something she'd appreciate when she woke up. He felt he owed her that much after what he did to her. His eyes fell on her knee, which he had bandaged up by ripping part of her shirt. He looked up to her plump lips as a smile formed on them. Unable to contain himself, he found himself tracing her lips with the tip of his fingers remembering how they felt on his earlier. She giggled, causing him to chuckle wondering what she was dreaming of that caused such a flirty laughter.

"Her laugh is infectious, isn't it?" Santana asked. Sam jerked away from Mercedes and turned his gaze on the slim dark haired girl. "Oh don't stop now! I'm sure you've already implanted your alien semen inside of her uterus long ago!" Santana smirked as she crossed her arms and leaned against the wall.

"I…no…I didn't do that!" he stated returning his gaze back to her knee. "I was only working on her knee so that it wouldn't hurt as much when she woke up."

"Uh hmmm!" she smiled and looked over at Kurt as he slept with a smile on his face. She walked over to him and checked his pulse as he mumbled something about how great he looked in his outfit. She shook her head and walked over to Mercedes and did the same then looked at Sam. "Just checking to see if you didn't suck the pulse out of them or probed them."

"I do not probe!"

"Whatever guppy!"

"My name is Samuloetho, or you can call me Sam as I told your friends…not guppy!" he corrected her glaring her way as she walked back to where she was sleeping prior.

"Sure thing, GUP…PEE!" she stated with a smirk before crossing her legs and rolling her eyes. He glared at her and then sighed.

"Is that your talent?"

"Talent?"

"I mean, your power, is that what it is?" he asked again turning his stool towards her. Santana rolled her eyes again and returned his glare.

"What are you talking about, Guppy, speak English!"

"You control people's self-esteem with your eye rolling and insults, right? That is truly a powerful talent." He explained. Santana wasn't sure if he was being sarcastic or if he truly believed that she had the power to control people's emotions and self-esteem.

"Look, Sam…longo…or whatever…" she said getting back up and trying really hard not to roll her eyes. "What did you do to us back there that made us fall asleep like that?" she asked. He looked her way then back at Mercedes looking as if he planned on ignoring her. "I want to hate you but that was the best sleep I've ever had and the dream I had was weird especially with all the unicorns, rainbows and cats…"

"Unicorns?" he asked cutting her off suddenly looking interested in her dream. "I sent you to your happy places or somewhere that would bring you pleasure…Can you tell me more about this dream?" Santana eyed him suspiciously wondering why the sudden interest.

"Well…there was unicorns and rainbows and I was floating on a cloud…" she continued. "And then I fell into the arms of a blonde girl with blue eyes and really long legs." Santana stated as she tried to hide the smile that formed on her lips.

"The others are here!" he muttered to himself. "The others are here!" Sam stated standing up. Santana looked at him confused as she watched him rummage through drawers.

"Others? Whoa…what do you mean others? You mean like you?" she asked pacing behind him. He stopped and smiled at her.

"We must go find her!"

"Um…what about…" she pointed to Mercedes and Kurt as they continued to smile in their sleep. Sam paused as if thinking of a plan.

"They will be safe here till we come back." He replied. Santana looked around for a piece of paper and wrote a note for them just in case she didn't come back alive. She didn't trust this alien but still allowed him to grab her hand and rushing out the door with her after she dropped the note.

Mercedes woke up moments later looking around not sure at all where she was. She felt sleep drunk as if she had been sleeping for years. She frowned when she realized she wasn't on a stage about to accept her Grammy award for best new artist. Her frown deepened when she noticed her favorite blouse had been torn and was now wrapped around her knee. Then it all came back to her. The nightmare was real. She did meet an alien, and he did cause her to hurt her knee trying to escape. She looked around the room which looked like a lab and set her eyes on what looked like Kurt.

"Kurt…Kurt…wake up!" she shouted as she hopped over to him and shook him. She nearly tumbled trying to hop on one foot to wake him.

"No stop it! You're messing up my Alexander McQueen!" he shouted as he woke up and looked around then frowned gazing at a smiling Mercedes. He blinked away his blurred vision and looked around again. "Where the hell are we?"

"I think the alien took us to his mothership or something." Mercedes replied sitting next to him as he sat up.

"Oh so that actually happened?" he asked as he gazed at her knee remembering what had happened earlier that day.

"Yeah!" she replied frowning. "Wait…where's Santana?" she asked, looking around.

"Oh my God! He killed her!" Kurt freaked. Mercedes hopped around the room till her eyes fell on a piece of paper written in Santana's handwriting.

"Or maybe they left together?" Mercedes replied as she read a note from Santana. "I hope they bring us something to eat, a girl ain't ate since this morning!" she frowned hearing her tummy rumbling.

"Yeah I am hungry as well." Kurt looked through his pocket and pulled out an energy bar. "I always carry one for emergencies like these!" he smiled and broke it in half handing her a piece. She hopped over to him and took it placing the entire piece in her mouth.

"I swear when you're hungry everything taste so freaking good!" she moaned as she chewed. Kurt looked her way and laughed. "Be right back I need to pee! I hope Aliens use toilets…" she hopped towards a door and looked back at a smiling Kurt. "'Cause bay bay…I aint squatting in no woods! That's the number one way to get killed in a horror movie." She smiled and turned back to the door as she opened and noticed a nice full bathroom inside.

"Mercedes, you do know that this is not a movie, right?" Kurt asked as she closed the door and began to urinate. "And you do not have to announce that you have to pee! You can use the potty like a big girl!" she heard him shout. She hated talking while she used the toilet so she just ignored him and looked around for toilet paper.

"Fuck!" she exclaimed noticing there were none. "How the hell do you have a bathroom as nice as this one and have no tissue?" she asked herself. "Kurt! Kurt! Do you have a drugstore in that pocket of yours? I need a wet wipe or tissue…something! Hell I'll take notebook paper at this point." She shouted. When she heard no response she sighed and looked at her favorite blouse and tore another piece off of it. "Guess you're a crop top now!" she shook her head and wiped. "Thanks for nothing, Kurt!" she said as she hopped her way out and found Kurt being held up by his neck by a slim man in a spandex suit similar to what Sam wore.

"Where is Samuloetho?" he asked as Kurt blinked away a tear. "What did you do to him?" he asked and threw Kurt on the ground. Mercedes in shock slammed the door but not soon enough as the man barged in causing her to fall back and wince in pain from her knee. "Do you know where he is?" he asked walking to her.

"Please don't hurt me!" she begged. He smirked and walked over to her kneeling down and squeezing her injured knee till she screamed and blacked out.