Poor Sam has no idea what he's doing or where he is. Thank God for Mercedes. Let's see what happens next. You will meet new glee characters here.
Sam rode around town with Mercedes in awe of how different everything was in 2015. On her dashboard she had a photo of herself with bigger guy that he assumed was her brother because of the facial similarities. She kept her car pretty neat and there was no car seat in the back so he assumed she had no children. He turned his attention towards the window as Mercedes continued to ask him question after question. Although he was in awe of the scenery he just couldn't wait to get back to his time. He wondered if anyone missed him or was at least searching for him. Then he thought of the fact that he was the last person to touch Artie. What if they thought he killed him? He definitely needed to get back and explain everything that went on.
"So…in the future, are there like robots everywhere? And you said that there are no paper products, what do y'all wipe y'all asses with? And what exactly does money look like?" Mercedes rambled out questions. Sam smiled and touched a few buttons on his wrist then held it towards her.
"This is what money looks like." He replied as she glanced at his wrist that showed his bank account balance. "We went totally green to save the trees when it was proving that we were causing global warming."
"Okay, okay that makes sense…" she nodded. "So, who won the election in 2016? Did they vote to change the law and make Obama president again?"
"I…uh…don't know. I actually passed history with a D. Art was my thing." He replied suddenly feeling a bit stupid for not being smart enough to remember details like that.
"Okay…so what about the robots?"
"Actually Artie Abrams was working on creating the first Artificial Intelligence. He was supposed to launch it in November but now that he's dead…" he paused as he thought of all the changes that would happen once news broke out about his death.
"We're going to find him, Sam." Mercedes said reaching over and stroking the top of his hand. A spark flickered and made her remove her hand and giggle. "Static electricity. I hate when that happens." Sam smirked at her then looked back out the window as she turned into a shopping mall. "So um…here we are…I'm taking you to see my friend Kurt. He loves a good make over and he will take good care of you."
"Wait…aren't you going to stay with me?"
"I actually have to go to work to clear out some things so that I can take a three day weekend to help you find Artie. So I will let you and him have fun." Mercedes smiled as she parked then got out of the car. "Just one rule…you are not from the future."
"Okay…I'll make up something." Sam smiled as he got out of the car and followed her into the shopping center. Sam sat back and watched as Mercedes spoke to Kurt then forced a smile on his face as they walked over to him.
"Kurt, this is my friend Sam. And Sam this is one of my old friends Kurt Hummel. He and I used to be in a glee club together. I'm not sure if you all have glee clubs where you're from but it's big here." Mercedes smiled and looked between the two of them. Kurt looked at Sam up and down then walked around him before extending his hand out to him.
"Well you brought me something to work with for real, Mercedes." Kurt said. "Your friend here…he is just your friend right?" Sam looked over at Mercedes and smiled then back at Kurt.
"Yeah, we are just friends…I used to play football in college with her brother." He shook Kurt's hand then smiled at the impressed look on Mercedes' face.
"Oh you got yourself a jock again?"
"Again?" Sam asked looking over at Mercedes then back at Kurt.
"Yeah, she's dated so many football players…"
"Alright that's enough Kurt!" she said cutting him off and pushing him. "I need you to give him a full on makeover not tell him about my dating history." She stopped and turned to Sam and smiled. "How did you know about my brother?"
"I saw the picture on your dashboard…" Sam smiled and knocked on his forehead. "This is a steel trap."
"As long as it's not a part of history." She jabbed and laughed when his smile disappeared. "I'm just playing with you, Sam."
"Alright you two lovebirds…"
"We're not…" they both started to say then stopped when they realized they were both responding at the same time. Kurt Smiled and crossed his arms as he watched the two of them.
"Kurt, he really is just a friend of mine and I have faith that you will take good care of him, right?" Mercedes asked as she turned and took steps backward towards the door. "I'll be back once I am done with the office, Sam."
"Come on, Sam. I have a lot to do." Kurt said flicking his finger at him. Sam looked back at Mercedes and smiled nervously wishing that she would stay but understanding that she was already doing a lot for him. He mouthed the words thank you to her and she winked at him before stepping out the door.
First thing Kurt did was make Sam change out of his police gear and into some Lost & Found clothes he had in the back. Then they hit up a couple shops trying to find the right look for him. Kurt tried to get Sam to get some jeans that were way too skinny for Sam's liking. He even tried to get him to buy some leather pants but Sam was not having it. Finally after hitting up a couple stores they finally found a look that both Sam and Kurt thought was good.
"Mercedes is going to love this look on you." Kurt said smiling. Sam checked himself out in the mirror and smiled.
"You think so?"
"I know Mercedes and I know what she likes and she will definitely like this look on you." Kurt responded then started staring at his hair. "Now, we need to do something about this bleach blonde hippy look you got going on here."
"I don't bleach my hair." Sam replied. He wanted to explain how in the future bleaching wasn't something that people did anymore. That a simple button touch would simply change the color of a person's hair, but then he remembered he couldn't.
"Sure you don't." Kurt replied. "Anyway, let's go take care of this look and give you a more suitable look that Mercedes will love." Sam smiled and followed him out of the store after paying for the items they bought with Mercedes credit card. He didn't fully understand why Kurt kept trying to impress Mercedes but he went along with it anyway.
When they reached the salon, he sat down as Kurt explained to the beautician what he wanted Sam's hair to look like. Within minutes the woman began cutting his hair then applying highlights and color before stepping away for a minute. Sam sat patiently as Kurt spoke with another beautician when a young man came in and spoke to one of the available beautician. Something about the man looked familiar to Sam so he kept his eye on him and watched as he rolled his wheelchair inside.
"No…that couldn't be him." Sam said to himself as he watched the guy pull out a magazine and flip through then stopped and looked up at Sam. He got up and walked over to him and smiled. "Hey, you're Artie Abrams, right?"
"Uh, do I know you?" Artie asked looking around.
"Not exactly…but I know you." Sam smiled. He didn't even have to look for Artie. He actually came to him. It was almost as if the universe knew he needed to meet him.
"Sam, you're hair isn't done yet." Kurt said pulling him away from Artie.
"Hey I was busy talking to that guy." Sam said as he looked back and watched Artie stare at them in confusion.
"You will get to talk to him again once you look like you're from this century." Kurt said pushing him back into his seat. Sam frowned and waited for the beautician to finish but kept his eye on Artie the whole time. Once he was done Kurt told him to take a look at his new look. Sam really didn't care how he looked now when Artie was there within his grasp. The key to his future was right there and Kurt was pushing a mirror in his face.
"Alright, I'll look." Sam said and turned to face the mirror and was shocked at how much he actually liked it. "Well I'll be a monkey's uncle, I look like that old actor Brad Pitt."
"I don't know about that but you do look better." Kurt said smiling proudly. "Wait till Mercedes sees you. She will be all over you like white on rice."
"Kurt, she's really just a friend."
"That's how it all starts, my friend." Kurt winked and walked off to pay the beautician. Sam smiled thinking that he couldn't wait to see Mercedes reaction to his makeover then remembered why he had the makeover done. Artie was the whole reason and it wasn't even necessary anymore when he was right there getting a haircut right behind him. Sam turned and made his way over to Artie and reached for the device from his pocket. He was just about to speak when Mercedes walked in and the smile on her face distracted him.
"Oh my God, Sam! You look…you look really good." She smiled and walked over to him then brushed his hair with her fingers. "And look at your hair."
"You like it? Kurt thought you would." Sam replied blushing and looking down at her as she continued to brush his hair with her fingers. She was standing so close that he finally noticed just how good she smelled.
"He did a great job, but what do you think of your look?" she asked suddenly realizing how close she was to him and stepping back a bit.
"I love it." He smiled then pulled her close. "But guess who is actually in here…right at this moment."
"Who?" she asked stepping back again then looking around nervously. She noticed Kurt making his way over to them then looked up at Sam again.
"Artie Abrams is right over there getting his hair cut."
"Are you serious?" she asked peeking over to where Artie sat. "He's the key to your future?"
"He's the future period." He whispered back.
"Well, did he say he'd help?"
"I haven't actually said anything but the fact that I knew him." Sam responded quickly then forced a smile on his face as Kurt reached them.
"What are you two lovebirds whispering about?" Kurt asked with a smile on his face as he handed Mercedes her credit card back.
"Kurt…" Mercedes rolled her eyes then looked over at Sam. "Thanks for hooking him up. He really needed it, but right now we have other business to handle."
"Well my job here is done. It was really fun and hopefully one day you let me give you…"
"Don't play with me, Kurt." Mercedes said sticking her finger up to stop him. "Now if you'll excuse us we need to talk to that gentleman over there."
"Alright… à tout à l'heure mon amis." Kurt said waving them away as he walked away. Sam did a silent prayer that Artie was able to actually fix the device and send him back to his time. He was enjoying his time with Mercedes but he really needed to get back home.
"Are you ready?" Mercedes asked as she watched Artie pay for his haircut and check his self out. Sam took a deep breath and smiled.
"Ready as I'll ever be."