Disclaimer: everyone knows by now I'm just borrowing these characters, and I don't own glee :)

AN: First off: How was everyone's Christmas? Did you get all you asked/wanted? I hope it was fab!

Secondly: hopefully you all know that I absolutely adore you all for reading and reviewing and with all the alerts and favourites. You are amazing!

Thirdly: Sam and Quinn are going to have a little conversation - and if it gets a bit heated I'm sorry (it's just for the character purpose) I don't intensely mean to bash anyone. Especially Quinn. I love her.

Twist and Turns 4/

Rachel allowed the guys to sleep in her room with her own private bathroom because she didn't want them messing up the spare room and she would have felt extremely uncomfortable if either of the guys had fallen asleep in her fathers' room. And she wanted to make sure Finn had somewhere to 'throw his guts' as Noah politely put it, other than her father's bedroom. She said she would be sleeping down the hall in the spare bedroom and that the guys could decide who would be sleeping in her bed and who would be sleeping on the floor. She gave strict instructions to Puck.

"Stay out of my drawers! Don't even think about looking in my wardrobe, and don't even bother looking for a diary. I don't have one."

Sam and Puck were both laughing by the time she'd finished. Puck's prediction earlier on, about Finn was right. He was in the bathroom sprawled out on the cold floor.

"I'm serious, Noah. It's disrespectful. And I expect more from you considering I've allowed you in my house - in a drunken state also."

"I'm not drunk babe. I clearly understand your rules and I wont go rummaging in your drawers or nothing. S'alright." He fell back on her bed, hands behind his head. He patted the side be him.

"Plenty of room for you, Berry." He raised an eyebrow, causing her to roll her eyes.

"Please." She replied.

She walked across to her dresser, she pulled out a pair of spotty pyjama bottoms, she refused to wear shorts in the presence of three boys - two of them being her ex boyfriends. She couldn't believe she had allowed Noah to change her mind and allow the guys to sleep at hers. She'd never had boys over to sleep. She didn't know what to do. And she certainly didn't know what to do about Sam. She had no idea what possessed her to invite him also.

At some point, Puck had removed himself from the bed - now in which was being occupied by Sam - and had made his way up behind Rachel as she was looking for a nice top she could wear. Puck slipped his arms around her, causing a gasp to escape her mouth before he pulled her away from the drawers, he spun her around and pushed her gently so she fell on her bed. Sam looked over at her and then to Puck with an arched brow. Rachel scowled. "Noah!" She cried. She stood up, but was pulled back down again by Sam.

They had totally planned this! Sam's fingers were moving slowly against the side of her hips and Rachel was trying to resist the urge to laugh. Sam's fingers slid up her shirt, reaching across the smooth skin on her abdomen and she could no longer hold back. She was kicking her legs in the air, trying to squeeze out of his grip - but he continued to tickle her. "SAM!" She was screeching, but he continued to tickle her along with laugh.

Noah was browsing through her drawers, a smirk on his face when he found a certain drawer he had been looking for.

"Whoaaa Berry. I didn't peg you as a lace girl." Sam's eyes flickered to Puck - who was dangling a black bra from his fingers. He grinned. Rachel's eyes flew over to him and grabbing the opportunity of Sam being distracted, she leapt off her bed and jumped for Noah. He turned away from her, so she leapt onto his back. Thumping him lightly.

"Give it back!" She cried, Puck was juggling it between his hands as Rachel tried to grab for it.

"No." He twirled round, throwing the piece of lingerie towards Sam. He caught it quickly - natural reflex of course. Rachel scowled at Sam."Sam!" She cried. Sam smiled innocently at her, shrugging his shoulders. Rachel jumped off of Puck's back and scrambled onto the bed. Sam stood up, putting both of his hands behind his back.

"Which hand?" Rachel huffed, hands on her hips, she tried to gain her balance, because the mattress was bouncing softly beneath their feet. She tried to peer around Sam, but he shifted over.

"Sam!" She cried again - annoyance dancing in her eyes. He just continued to grin. "Left." She sighed, a smile playing on her lips. Sam brought his hands to the front of him. Opening them, Rachel noticed they were empty. Puck had quickly slipped into the bathroom - to check on Finn, unnoticed to Rachel and Sam.

Rachel frowned. "Where did you put it? This is so not funny!" She cried.

He let out a laugh and pulled out the bra from behind his back. She grabbed for it again, but Sam dropped the bra and grabbed Rachel by the waist and pulled her towards him. Her eyes met his and she caught her breath.

It was strange to think she had only really known this boy a couple of days. And it was even stranger to think how bad she'd fallen for him - in that short space of time. He was holding her so close, so intimately and Rachel didn't think it felt all that bad. Everything seemed to shut down and it was only Sam and her.

Sam's eyes danced along her face, his hand brushing along her back ever so slightly. Rachel had completely forgot what had just happened. She didn't even care that Noah had found her underwear drawer and had snooped around.

Sam's fingers brushed against her face, so softly. Images of kissing Finn flashed through her mind and she realised that Finn had never been this intimate with her, he never touched her like this. She swallowed a lump she didn't realise she had, in the back of her throat as her eyes flickered to Sam's lips. She was quick to look back up, expecting to meet his eyes, but they were looking down at her own lips. Although, Rachel knew Sam would do nothing to hurt Quinn, she knew that a part of him wanted to kiss her. It didn't matter that she'd only really got to know this boy a couple of days before - she was falling for him fast.

And there was not a lot she could do about it.

"Urgh. Jeez, I think Hudson's thrown up his whole stomach content." Puck's voice chipped and Rachel sprang away from Sam quickly. Puck looked up just in time to see what appeared to be Rachel diving from her bed - backwards.

"Oh!" He heard Sam say, watching as he tried to grab her arm. Puck stepped behind her quickly, and caught her before she toppled to the floor.

"Watch it Berry!" He laughed. Standing her up straight.

She looked up at him with nervous eyes. "Thanks." She muttered. Puck smiled, his eyes looking up to Sam. Sam had settled back down on the bed. Puck looked back at Rachel who was biting her lip. "So what? Aren't you going to chew my ass?"

She sighed. She rolled her eyes. "Just excuse me." She brushed passed him and walking out her bedroom door.

"Okay. Seriously. What'd I miss?"

Sam shrugged his shoulders. "err..." his eyes followed Rachel.

"Whatever." Puck rolled his eyes. "I'm getting some shut eye. You mind?" Sam shook his head and moved off the bed. Puck didn't even bother thanking him or asking if Sam wanted to sleep in the bed instead. He just took off his shirt and climbed into Rachel's bed.

"Man, it smells like her." Puck said gruffly. Sam let out a laugh.

"Dude, it would." Puck grumbled. Closing his eyes. "Hey, Finn alright?" Sam asked.

"Ha. Finn's dead to the world right now. I've stuck a couple of cotton balls up his nose!" He sniggered "He's going to have a killer head in the morning!" Puck's voice was followed by a low laugh, before he slipped under the duvet.

Sam's phone buzzed and he pulled it out from his pocket.

"We need to talk. Can I call you?xx"

Sam sighed. He looked over to Puck - he was out cold now. Funny how even the slightest bit of alcohol could help a person drift. He looked at the time - it was nearing on midnight. Sam quickly texted back and within two minutes his phone was ringing.

Slipping out of Rachel's bedroom, he closed the door behind him.

"Hi." She breathed.

"Hey."

"So is Finn alright?"

"Is this the talk you wanted to have?" Sam asked, his voice soft. He hadn't realised he'd been pacing up and down the landing. It was only when he saw Rachel's body emerge from the stairs that he realised how far he'd walked.

Rachel took one look at him and saw he was on the phone. She sent him a small smile but avoided looking at him.

"No, I think we need to talk about tonight." Quinn's voice echoed through his ear.

Rachel quickly brushed passed him but Sam's hand reached out and caught her arm. She turned round to face him. 'Stay?' Sam mouthed, she nodded. Slipping beside him.

"What about tonight?"

"I did lie to you." Quinn said softly.

"What about?"

"About Santana. She wasn't in tears, that happened when we were out with the guys."

"So why'd you ditch me for Puck and Finn?"

He heard Quinn swallow. "It was a last minute decision."

"That's not what I asked. Why did you ditch me for them? And don't use the "Santana wanted me to go" okay? Just be honest with me."

"I'm sorry." she sighed. "I was jealous, okay?"

Rachel's eyes flickered to Sam.

"Jealous. Of Santana and Finn?"

"Yes."

Rachel's mouth hung open slightly, and Sam just rolled his eyes, giving her an encouraged smile.

"Why?"

"Just because. It's Santana. Finn deserves better."

"Do you think you're better?"

"No. I didn't mean it like that! I just don't think Santana should date Finn. Anyway I've told you my side of this. Okay, and I'm sorry. There I said it."

"Okay."

"So now tell me your side."

Sam raised an eyebrow. "My side? I got a call from Puck and then I came to help out Finn."

Quinn huffed. "The part where Berry was involved. And don't lie to me."

Sam sighed. "Mr Schue wants me and Rach to work on a Mash Up together. After you bailed on me, I went over to hers, so we could practice. That's when I got the call from Puck."

Quinn was silent for a moment. "What is with this girl!" She cried.

"What?"

"I swear she's just trying to ruin my life! First, she steals Finn. Then she gets Puck. And now? She's trying to get her grubby man hands all over you. I'm not having it Sam. Tell Mr Schue you don't want this stupid mash up. I don't want you spending time with her."

Rachel scoffed, turning her face away. Sam sighed. "Quinn. I don't think this has anything to do with Rachel. You ever consider its you?"

"You did not just say that to me." She hissed.

"Quinn…"

"No Sam, this conversation is over. Tomorrow you're going to come to school and we are going to continue being the 'it' couple. As for Rachel Berry? You're going to pretend she doesn't exist." With that said, she hung up.

Sam swallowed. Shoving his phone, along with his hands in his pocket. Rachel's eyes were closed and her head leaning against the wall.

"Hey.." Sam said softly, watching as her eyes open and met his. She smiled.

"I don't think this friendships going to work."

"Don't say that."

Rachel shook her head. "No, it's true. I was stupid to think it would. I mean, you're Quinn Fabray's boyfriend. She and mostly all of the McKinley High population hate me, I'm a nobody and you're somebody. You have a reputation to uphold and I'm not going to let you jeopardize it for a stupid duet that Mr Schue wants at Regionals." She sighed. A tear threatening to escape her sad eyes.

Sam couldn't help but melt at her words. Everyone who was anyone had always described Rachel Berry as a self centred, 'think she's better than anyone else', selfish, wannabe star. But in that moment, Sam couldn't see any characteristic of selfish or self centred in her. She was willing to sacrifice Regionals (not saying that just because they were paired for a mash up would automatically mean they'd win but still..). Winning was all Rachel 'so say' cared about, but here she was pushing it away in order for Sam to keep his reputation.

"Rachel. Come on. I like you." Sam's voice whispered, his hand rubbing her arm softly. "I'm not going to be one of those guys who is going to choose reputation over their friends. You've been an angel to me these past few days. I've forgotten what its like to be myself around someone. It feels nice."

Rachel swallowed, and Sam's hand cupped her face, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. "Listen. I came to McKinley and I admit, I got caught up in wanted to be popular and making sure I dated the most popular girl in school. But that's my issue. I'm not confident, I worry to much about how I look. I don't know who i am in the world yet." He smiled. "You do."

A smile tugged at Rachel's lips. "I can be myself around you. I haven't been this carefree for a long time."

Rachel smiled, her eyes still teary. "Thank you."

"No, irayo" Sam said, smiling brightly.

Rachel stared up at him, a hint of laughter in her eyes. "What the hell was that?"

Sam ducked his head. "Thank you in Na'vi" He blushed.

She bumped her side against him. "It's cute." she nodded.

He bumped her back. "irayo" He smiled wider. Rachel laughed again. The smile ever growing on her face.

"I'm going to head to bed now." She winked up at him. "Sleep well, avatar boy!"

She tiptoed slightly, admiring that he was almost the same height she was, and brushed her lips softly against his cheek. He turned his eyes to hers afterwards. Her eyes locked on his, slowly, he brought her hand to his mouth.

"Hivahaw nimwey" She looked up at him, confused. "it means pleasant dreams…" He trailed off.

She finished "In Na'vi. Interesting." He let go of her hand, watching her smile before she turned away.

Once Sam realised Rachel had reached the spare bedroom, he went to settle himself ready to fall asleep. Not wanting to think what tomorrow was going to bring. He positioned the pillow right, and curled into the sleeping bag on the floor.

"You know? If that Na'vi shit works on Berry - you reckon all girls will dig it?" Puck mumbled, sleep ringing within his voice. Sam laughed.

"Goodnight Puck."

AN: next chapter will feature the rest of the glee club and more work on the mash up between Sam/Rachel. Tension is going to rise between Sam/Quinn/Rachel and I'm thinking more interaction between Quinn and Finn. Thanks for reading! :)