AN: So I am updating again. Thanks so much for all the wonderful responses from the last chapter. I decided to go ahead and finish this story up since there is only like three chapters left including this one. After that I will take a mini break from writing and then work on my other two stories. Ok so this chapter is heavy, a ton of thing s will be revealed so brace yourselves. Don't forget to review and thanks to my wonderful beta Rose. Love ya girl.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or its characters.

Chapter 6: Confrontations

"Hello Mercedes, I think it's about time we had ourselves a little talk don't you?"

"I think so too."

She stepped aside never taking her eyes off her company as they made their way inside.

"So what shall we talk about?" She asked.

"Let's start with you fucking my husband for all those months."

Mercedes sat down and stared at the woman in front of her as she prepared herself for the confrontation she was dreading ever since that night with Sam on the balcony.

"Oh don't look so surprised." Quinn said as she took in the look on her husband's mistress face. "I've known all about Sam's little affair with you for a while now. I must admit going after a girl like you, he must have been desperate. No wonder he kept you a secret."

"What do you want Quinn? I don't have time for some argument over what happened between Sam and me." Mercedes had to concentrate on the fact that both she and Quinn were expecting in order not to punch this girl's lights out.

"But you're going to make time. I sat back for months while you fuck my husband, you owe me your time at least."

"What do you want an explanation? Why I did it? How many times or how long it had been going on? If you claim to know so much than you should already know everything there is to know about what went down between Sam and I."

"I want what I deserve!" She said loudly. "I want you to get what you deserve as well. I didn't say a word when I found out about your fling and why didn't I? I didn't because I was ok with it, content even. I didn't mind the secret meetings at hotels, or his sneaking off in the middle of the night to go to your condo. I didn't mind the phone calls and text messages, or the love letters and pictures. It was all fine because all you were was the other woman, nothing more and even though you were sleeping with Sam I knew you and him both were suffering on the inside. You, because you would never be me the wife, the one who the world saw that he loved and adored, cherished."

"But he didn't." Mercedes interrupted her. "He didn't love, adore, and cherished you. It was all a lie, he loved me just like I loved him and he told me so countless times, every day that we were together."

"You actually think he meant it?" Quinn laughed. "He didn't love you; he loved what you could do for him. I wasn't giving him sex so he had to get it from someone else, you weren't the only one of his little paramours. He had plenty, you were just his favorite."

"I was the only one, I know it because he was with me so much when he wasn't with you he didn't have time to be with anyone else." Mercedes said confidently even though Quinn's statement made her second guess if maybe Sam did have other lovers besides her.

"Believe that lie if you want to. He traveled without me a lot and he would always make one of his little tramps go with him."

Mercedes knew she was lying now because whenever Sam had to travel without Quinn for a job he would always demand that she meet him wherever he was going and sometimes he even used that as an excuse for them to sneak away somewhere. She wasn't going to let her know she had caught her in a lie, she just prompted her to think she had won that point.

"Well it doesn't matter now, I've moved on and haven't thought about Sam in a while."

"Which brings me to my reason for visiting. Like I said before I was fine with you and Sam both suffering because I knew neither of you were going to get the happy ending you were hoping for together. But, now I see I may have been right about you not ending up together but wrong about the two of you getting your happy endings. As you may know Sam and I are going through a nasty divorce, but Sam seems to be happy with this whole new found way of living and he is slowly working his way back to the top of the modeling food chain. I will take care of him and his happiness later, but you I say right now is as good a time as any." Quinn had a manipulating look in her dark green eyes and Mercedes wasn't the least bit scared of what she thought she had planned on accomplishing by coming to see her.

"Is that supposed to be some type of threat to me? If so I hope you know I am not scared of you Quinn." Mercedes said standing her ground.

"But you should be. I always get what I want Mercedes, no matter what the cost or price I always win." Quinn sneered. "Now what I want from you is simple. You're gonna call off your engagement."

"Like hell I am!" Mercedes yelled. "I am not going to sit here and listening to you proceed to tell me what I am going to do. You can get to walking out of my door before you embarrass yourself." Mercedes said walking over to the front door, but when she turned around Quinn was still sitting there fixing the bottom of her dress, and then she flipped her hair as if Mercedes hasn't said two words to her.

"Are you through with you little hissing fit, if so we can continue with our conversation? As I was saying you are going to call off you engagement. You're gonna tell Finn that things are moving too fast, and you don't love him. Then you are going to say that you aren't moving to New York..."

Mercedes stood there and listened to Quinn's big plan of making her life miserable and the more she talked the more Mercedes realized that this bitch was actually crazy, like mental crazy, she needed some form of professional help because she had to be disturbed all the way. She had balls, Mercedes had to give her credit on that, but it still didn't change the fact that she was insane. Quinn snapping her fingers at Mercedes had brought her out of her daze and back to reality.
"What makes you think that I will go along with something as foolish as calling off my wedding? I mean you have lost all your damn marbles. First you come here to take shots at me because Sam loved me without me even having to trap him into a relationship, then you are going to tell me that I am going to end my relationship with Finn. So my engagement ends, then what? What do you get out of all of this?"

"I get the life I was supposed to have in the first place. I get the fame, the family, the money, and the happiness. I get the love of a man who actually deserves it." Quinn replied. "If you don't, not only will I ruin your career but I'll ruin Sam's as well. I know you still care about him. How do you think it would look to have all of Hollywood know that I hired you to do a job and you sleep with my husband in return? Who's to say that people wouldn't question how many other client's husbands you've slept with. You and I both know all it takes is a little bit of gossip whether it is true or not for something like this to spread like wildfire. This can end badly not only for you and Sam, but Finn as well."

Mercedes couldn't help the laugh that escaped her mouth. "Oh my God, you want Finn. You really are a basic bitch. You think that if I leave Finn he'll want you? I'm must be imagining things because this is crazy."

"No it isn't. It's actually very logical."

"How so? What's your big plan, huh? I break Finn's heart and you swooped in and pick up the pieces?"

"Something like that. I haven't worked out all of the kinks yet but it won't take long for him to fall for me." Quinn said simply. "Finn and I would work out just fine. An ideal couple."

"You really are crazy. Finn will NEVER fall for you. Just like you tried to get Sam to fall in love with you, you are going to fail. He only stayed with you as long as he did because he had no choice."

"Are you slow, did you hear what I said?" Quinn asked her. "I. Always. Win. I never lose Mercedes especially to some overweight half ass event planner. Someone who isn't even as pretty as me."

"So that's what this is all about? You're mad because not only does one, but two sexy ass men want me and I didn't even have to try to get them both to love me. Especially Sam, you were with him for a very long time and he still didn't want you, like you wanted him. I talked to Sam one time and he loved me more than he ever did you in these last two years. He almost died because he lost me and all he ever wanted to do was get away and free himself from you."

"Shut up!" Mercedes could see Quinn's tough facade starting to fade so she kept egging her on.

"Now I am about to marry someone who is everything a girl like you looks for in a man, who accepted me flaws and all while you are on the brink of being lonely, and single. Your last movies flopped, and add the fact that you are pregnant only points to your career growing stale. It must suck to be you. Admit it Quinn you're jealous of me, of what I have? Admit it."

"FINE! I refuse to sit back and watch as you get to live a happy life with the great guy while I got stuck with the drug addict, who couldn't even kill somebody right the first time!" Quinn screamed not realizing what she had said.

"And there it is." Mercedes said with three slow claps.

"There what is?" Quinn asked confused.

"One of the reasons why I not scared of anything you do to me. I'm not calling off my engagement to Finn and here's why. You think you're the only one who knows some shit?"

"You silly little girl, you have nothing on me." Quinn said her arrogance returning. "You will do as I say or I will call my dear friend Perez with a tell-all exclusive." She said standing up to leave. "You have twenty four hours."

Mercedes stood in front of her door and locked it. Quinn steps falter when she notice the action and she stood in place for a second as Mercedes pulled a file from behind a stack of books on a bookshelf in her living room. She walked over towards Quinn and threw the file down on the coffee table.

"You go ahead with your interview with Perez, Quinn and while you are at it why don't you tell him that the baby you are carrying isn't Sam's." Mercedes took in the shock expression on Quinn's face. She couldn't help smiling on the inside. "Like I said you aren't the only one who knows some shit. You aren't going to say a single word to Perez or any type of press. You're going to give Sam the divorce he wants."

"Why's that?" She said nervously.

"Because I have way more stuff on you than you have on me." Mercedes said smugly. "See Quinn, my mother was a very wise woman. She told me a saying a long time ago, if you plan on getting dirty make sure you have a backup pair of clothes."

"You don't know everything there is to know about Sam and I. Sam isn't as innocent as you put him out to be. He killed my mother." She said upset. "Your precious Sam is a killer."

"No he didn't, you said so yourself." Mercedes walked over to where she was standing until they were face to face. "Sam didn't kill your mother Quinn...you did."

The look on Quinn's face confirmed that the information Mercedes had received was correct. She look like all the life had left her body and her skin was as pale as a ghost.

"What the hell kind of poor logic is that?" Quinn asked her, cold bitch glare returning. "You don't know anything. You're a liar and a whore."

"Let me make things clear for you Barbie. Just because we are both pregnant doesn't mean I won't slap the crazy out your ass. Here's how things are about to go, you are going to give Sam that divorce and leave him and me the hell alone. Because if you don't not only will I expose who your real baby daddy is, but I will also expose the truth about how you killed your mother." Mercedes threatened.

"You have no proof!" Quinn spat.

"Does the name Joe Hart ring a bell?" Quinn eyes grew large answering Mercedes' question. "Yeah I know all about you drugging your mother and preying on Joe's weakness when he caught you. You knew he was about to lose everything. He was a single father struggling to make ends meet and you paid him half of your mother's insurance money just for him to keep quiet and take the fall. You knew he wouldn't serve any jail time, just lose his nursing license for mistakenly giving her the wrong dose."

"How do you know this?" Quinn asked worriedly. "He had to drain his savings to pay for his debts. He had nothing left. If anything I kept him from losing his home and kept his children from becoming orphans."

"Is that what you think you did? You made his life worse. He has had to live with the guilt of knowing what truly happened to her. He has spent the last few years trying to right his wrong. He became a pastor, he helps out his community by volunteering to help the poor and needy. He does everything in his power to make sure his daughters never grow up to become the young woman he met six years ago."

Quinn scoffed and said "boo hoo I didn't make him go along with it."

"You preyed on his weaknesses just like you did Sam. Speaking of Sam, all these years you had him believing he killed your mother, how many times have you used that to taunt or torture him? Then you come here tonight calling both of us wrong because we are cheaters when you have been having an affair with your movie director Will Shuester.

Quinn gasped.

"Yeah I know about that as well. That's his baby you are carrying. This isn't the first time you have been pregnant either, you had a baby when you were a freshman but daddy helped you hide that as well. As far as how do I know about your affair, you know that little bed and breakfast you and Will sneak off to in Ohio?"

"Yes." She said quietly.

"My godparents own it. How do you think it's going to look when the world finds out that you, America's supposedly sweetheart have been sleeping with one of the world's most accomplished Peace Ambassador's husband. Emma Shuester is a well-known equal rights activist and with all her work and philanthropy with breast cancer, autism, hunger, and AIDS in Africa, she makes Mother Teresa look like a community service worker. To top it off isn't she battling lupus? How awful does that make you look? Let me guess, he made you empty promises about how he was going to leave her for you and it was just a matter of time before you guys got together but it turned out to be all lies. That is probably why you had sex with Sam, so he could think he was the father. I'm guessing he called you and told you it was over between the two of you which is why you are so desperate to try to get Finn."

Mercedes saw Quinn eyes glint from the tears she was fighting to hold back.

"You're pathetic Quinn and this whole thing you have for destroying people's lives to get what you want is sickening. You need serious help and I hope you get it. But you and I shouldn't have any reason to cross paths again after tonight got that? So if you don't mind getting the hell out of my condo I am already late to my engagement party."

Quinn made her way to Mercedes front door but when she passed by her she glared violently at her and before she made it completely out of the door she turned back around and told Mercedes this wasn't over.

Finn had called Mercedes three more times before she finally made it to the party forty-five minutes late. Several thoughts had floated around in his mind of where she could've been. At first he panicked thinking something had happened to her. Was she in a car accident, did she get stuck in traffic? But the one thought he tried to push the farthest in the back of his mind was taunting, screaming at him, making its presence known. After seconds more of fighting it away it rang loud and clear what if she is with him? What if she decided to run away again like before?


He reached for his phone to call her a fourth time when he saw her enter and he breathed a sigh of relief. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, immediately when she made her way to him.

"I was so worried about you. You told me twenty minutes almost an hour ago."

"I'm fine. I couldn't find my other pair of shoes so I had to do some last minute adjustments. I'm sorry I'm late but I'm here now." Mercedes said and kissed him chastely on the lips.

"Mercedes!" She heard her name being squealed. "Congratulations honey bee."

"Thanks Tina! I love everything! You really out did yourself this time." Mercedes said hugging her maid of honor and new business partner. She had offered Tina a share of her business and she happily agreed. "Thanks so much for planning this for us."

"No problem, I'm glad you like it. I was a little nervous about doing it." Tina said.

"Well don't be because we love it." Finn said putting his arm around Mercedes waist. "All three of us." He used his other hand to rub Mercedes' growing belly.

Tina watched as the couple drifted off into their own little world, and with a roll of her eyes, told them she was going to find Mike. Mike was the kicker for the 49ers and also Finn's best man. She met him when she went with Mercedes to the Super Bowl and just like Mercedes and Finn they have been inseparable ever since.

Quinn made it to her home she once shared with Sam. She had been crying the whole drive home and when she made it inside she ran downstairs to a hidden safe she had. After fumbling over the combination a few times, she finally got the safe open. She reached inside and pulled out a black photo album. She rummaged through the pages until she found the picture of her, a little tiny baby girl, and her old high school sweetheart Rory Flanagan. She had just given birth to a little girl named Beth. The three of them were smiling and she wished for one second that she could rewind time and go back to that day. Where in that moment it was like time had stood still and nothing else in the world had mattered. She was at her happiest that day even with Beth's impending adoption and a secret looming over the three of them. Whenever Quinn was upset or pissed she found that this picture calmed her down. Mercedes had done a number on her when she brought up her past and she needed to something that this picture could not give her. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number. After the third ring she heard a male answer on the other line.

"Hello."

"I want to see her." Quinn said with more tears filling her green eyes.

"Quinn? What the hell are you calling me for?"

"Puck! I need to see her, I made a mistake and I really need to see my baby girl." She cried.

"No! You gave up your rights to her when you signed those papers at that hospital. I begged you to tell the truth about her being mine and to let my mother and I take care of her, but you didn't want to do that. I even tried to contact you when her adoptive mother got sick and you remember what you told me?" Puck asked.

"I wasn't thinking clearly. I...was..." Quinn tried to reason with him but he just continued like she hadn't even spoken.

"You said she wasn't your responsibility and to never dial your number again. I gave you plenty of chances to be in our daughter's life and what did you do? You chose your career and a glamorous lifestyle over your own daughter so as far as Beth and I are concerned Lucy Fabray died a long time ago and neither one of us wants anything to do with Quinn Fabray-Evans. You are expecting another child soon so try not to ruin this child's life so good luck with that. Goodnight Quinn and to quote you, don't ever dial my number again." Puck said angrily and hung up.

"Puck Please!" She begged but she heard the beep signaling the call had ended.

Quinn threw her phone and the photo book in anger. She knew she burnt her bridge with Noah all those years ago when she threatened to get him sent back to jail after he threatened to expose the truth about him being Beth's father and Quinn being pregnant. She along with Puck, Rory, and Quinn's parents were the only ones to know that she was expecting. After her fifth month her parents pulled her out of school and said she was sick and needed to go to a special facility for treatment. She had spent the next three and a half months being home schooled by her mom and sitting at home. She and Rory's parents agreed with her decision to put the little girl up for adoption much to Noah's protest.

Quinn's once perfect life was starting to spiral out of control. She didn't have any family besides her father whom she cut all ties with once her mother died and her check for the insurance money cleared. Sam was no longer speaking to her and her agent informed her this morning that there hadn't been any calls for her to be considered for any up and coming roles. The only buzz factor she had going for her right now was this stupid divorce. When Will refused to have any part of their unborn child's life she came up with plan to steal the shine from Mercedes. It made Quinn's blood boil to see that fat bitch getting the attention that she was supposed to be getting. She tried not to be bothered by it at first but when she saw her and Finn on the cover of People magazine being name the new 'it' couple, something snapped in her. Her plan was simple, to blackmail her with her affair with Sam, but she didn't expect for Mercedes to be as prepared as she was. Everything Mercedes said about her was true. From the affair with Will, to her mother's murder, to her unplanned pregnancy, it was all written there in black and white and for the first time in her life she had been out-schemed. Surprisingly, it didn't anger her like it should have, instead it just motivated Quinn to retaliate in the most viscous and heinous way. She was more than determined now to make sure Mercedes Jones life was a living hell.

The party had been in full swing for about an hour and a half now. Mercedes spent most of the time sipping a sprite and nibbling on the dozens of different party trays Tina had going around. Finn did most of the walking around thanking everyone for coming and showing their love and support. He gave Mercedes a strict order of staying off her feet only allowing her to do a walk through once and she had to sit for two songs for every one song she had got up to dance. She laughed as she watched her fiance' attempt to dance with some of his teammates. She made herself a mental note to teach that boy how to dance before the wedding.

Mercedes was happy, truly happy. At least that was the lie she kept telling herself. Finn did make her happy, and she was engaged to be his wife, but a small part of her felt like something wasn't right. She couldn't quite figure out what it was or who it involved, but she always trusted her gut instinct when it came to things like this. She didn't have any doubts that Finn would be the perfect substitute father to her unborn daughter, but she felt like jumping into this marriage with him would prove to be a mistake.

"Mercy Me, where's your head at?" Blaine asked as he took in the blank stare on her face. He had been watching her facial expression go from happy, to curious, to serious, to worried, and now blank.

"Nowhere I'm just thinking about the wedding." She answered.

"You mean mistake." Kurt mumbled sipping his champagne and receiving a jab from his husband that went unnoticed by Mercedes.

"What was that Kurt?" She asked.

"He asked where's the steak?" Blaine covered for him.

"Oh I'm sure it will make its way back over here. Blaine can I ask you a question?"

"Sure babe anything."

"Even though your friend didn't find anything on Finn, do you think I may be rushing into this? I mean do you think I'm wrong for not telling Sam?"

"I can only to tell you to do what you think is right in your heart. Both Kurt and I decided that we aren't going to get involve with your affairs from this day on. We both told you our opinions in the situation and now whether or not you take our advice, ultimately it's up to you."

"That's a real safe answer. Do what you heart wants.What if my heart is confused?"

"I don't know babe, I just don...excuse me." Blaine looked through the crowd and took off down the stairs leaving both Mercedes and Kurt to stare after him.

Mercedes had become curious as to why he just took off like that but she got a text from him a minute later saying that he needed her help with a small surprise for Kurt and to meet her by the private bathrooms. She fed Kurt some story about going to ask Tina a question and he bought it pouring him another glass of champagne. When Mercedes made it to the back where Blaine was standing she became a little suspicious.

"What kind of surprise requires us to meet by the restroom Blaine?" She asked curiously.

"I'm sorry, I promise I didn't know this was going to happen but it is for your own good." He said and before she could ask him what he was talking about he pushed a startled Mercedes into the restroom and closed the door, but he didn't go in with her.

Mercedes could feel a presence behind her and when she turned around Sam was there. She opened her mouth to say something but his finger was on her lips to quiet her. He pushed up against her and her breath hitched. Why did he have to smell so damn good? He slid his other hand through her arm reaching behind her and she heard the lock on the door click. They were quiet for an undetermined amount of time, taking in each other. His smoldering green eyes roamed her entire body making her uncomfortable and aroused at the same time. He looked different. Gone was the sick looking rehab Sam she had last saw, but also missing was the Sam she first knew. His whole demeanor had changed and she could tell without him saying a single word. There was this confidence that wasn't there before and is it possible for him to get even sexier? He had some scruff that on any other man she would have deem unattractive but on him, it had her panties on the verge of being ruined.

"Mercedes."

And just like that on the verge became full on soaked at the sound of him saying her name. His voice was deeper, damn near sex itself and she could feel her throat going dry.

"God, I missed you." He said barely above a whisper, not moving from up against her and she could feel his lips brushed hers softly.

Her eyes shut automatically and if anyone was to ever ask, she would take the lie of blaming her pregnancy hormones for her next actions to her grave as she crashed her lips into his. The feel of his lips was better than any silk or smooth touch she had ever experience before. She kissed him without a care of the outside world and at that moment all that mattered was what was going on in that bathroom. She moaned in his mouth when his tongue found hers and his hands squeezed her ass gently. She wanted him, no fuck that needed him, and she reached for his pants only to be stopped. He stepped back breaking their kiss and she scolded him for actually trying to be the responsible one for once.

"I didn't come here for that Mercedes." Sam said catching his breath.

"What...do you want then?"

"I wanna know if you were ever going to tell me that the baby you are carrying was mine?" He asked bitterly.

Mercedes semi happiness quickly faded into anger and shock. Anger because she now knew what Blaine meant about being sorry he was a lying snitch, and shock because Sam knew the truth.

"I...I...I don't know." She answered honestly. "I just did what I thought was best."

"By keeping me from my child!" He yelled.

"You were in such a bad place in your life and I wasn't sure that you would be able to handle the responsibility of being a father and also at the time I thought you were expecting a child with Quinn and I was furious."

"I know I've done some fucked up things in the past Mercedes, I won't deny that, but do you think those things are so bad that I don't deserve to raise my own child?" He said hurt. "Did you honestly believe that I would do anything to jeopardize the life of our unborn baby or treat yours different from Quinn's? Have I ever given you any reason to view me as an unfit parent?"

"Well, no."

"Then why lie about Finn being the father? Why use the fact of Quinn being pregnant also as motive for you to carry on with this ridiculous charade? I would never treat any of my children differently just because of our fucked up situation."

"I don't know Sam, ok! I wasn't thinking straight! Finn was so supportive and willing to be this fantastic partner in my child's life and with him I saw security, a normal life. I panicked when Quinn announce her pregnancy and I know it was dumb but I was so hurt by it Sam." Mercedes said crying.

"There you go again with the doubt. I never loved anyone more than I loved you, Mercedes. I filed for divorce from Quinn the day after you first came to visit me. Before I even found out there was a baby and after I found out it didn't change a damn thing. I still wanted to go through with it because I wanted you."

"I'm sorry Sam, I should have told you. I shouldn't have doubted for one second that you wouldn't be able to handle being a father."

Sam hated seeing her like this and he closed the distance between them and hugged her tightly to his chest. She broke down even more when Sam hugged her. He was right and she knew it. He always talked to her about what he wanted to do when he became a dad and she let her own selfishness cloud her judgment. After a few moments she heard Sam call her name.

"Yeah?" She choked out.

"What did you mean earlier?" He asked with her still wrapped in her arms.

"About what?"

"Earlier you said at the time you thought I was expecting a child with Quinn. What did you mean by that?"

Mercedes looked up at Sam and she fought with her conscious to tell him what he didn't know. After a couple more seconds of debating it over she finally spoke.

"I need to tell you something."

Mercedes began to tell Sam everything that Shannon had found out about Quinn. She told him about the baby being Will's and her past skeletons in her closet and she had to hold a weeping Sam who fell to his knees, when she confessed that he actually didn't kill Judy Fabray but it was Quinn instead. The whole time she held him she thought about everything that Sam had been through. She thought about their affair and all of the ups and downs they went through. The love they shared and now because of that love there was going to be a baby. Her heart ache with sadness and swelled with love, passion, and desire for this man and Blaine's advice had suddenly made sense to her. He told her to do what was right in her heart and ever since that day on the balcony, Sam had been her heart. Even though it was bumpy at times, it didn't matter because she knew that eventually it was always going to work itself out.

"I'm calling off my engagement." She said breaking the silence.

"What?" Sam said looking up in her eyes.

"I can't marry Finn when my heart belongs to you. He's a great man Sam, and I don't want to hurt him, but marrying him knowing that I love you would be hurting him anyway."

Sam's response was a soul piercing kiss to the lips.

"Thank you! I love you Mercedes Jones, and as soon as my divorce is final which should be soon since now I know the truth about everything I'm going to marry you and make you mine officially." Sam said and kissed her softly on the lips again. "I owe you my life for finding out the truth. I'm never letting you go."

"I have to talk to Finn first. But as soon as I do I will be yours Sam, forever."

"You think he will react harshly when he finds out he's not the father?" Sam asked worriedly.

"No he knows it's yours, has since I told him I was pregnant. I didn't want to lie to him."

Sam laughed and Mercedes gave him a weird look.

"What's so funny?" She asked.

"He knew it was mine and he lied to me anyway. Now I don't feel so bad about taking you from him."

"What are you talking about?"

Sam told Mercedes about Finn's surprised visit and telling Sam that he was the father. He saw the anger flash across Mercedes face and she asked him to help her up.

"I can't believe he lied. That's so wrong." Mercedes said upset. "I need to go and talk to him, I'm sure he is probably having a heart attack worrying where I'm at. Plus I left my phone on the table." Mercedes said and kissed and hugged Sam one more time. "I'll call you when I finish up with Finn and you can meet me at my condo."

"Sounds like a plan. Be careful."

"I will." Mercedes said and opened the door scaring Blaine as he almost fell in from having his ear pressed to the door.

"Mercedes!" He said but was cut off by the icy cold glare she gave him.

"I will deal with you later." She said and walked off to find Finn.

"Thanks again for helping me." Sam told Blaine. "I was pretty sure I was on my own when I showed up here tonight."

"No problem I knew she was making a huge mistake so I was glad I could help, I'm just glad you decided to be so reckless and show up I almost thought I was hallucinating when I saw you walk in the door."

"So I guess it was you who sent me the letter and sonogram."

"What letter, what sonogram?" Blaine asked completely confused.

"Never mind it's not important." Sam said. "Thanks again I'll see you later."

"Yeah, later." A still confused Blaine said and went to find his husband.

Just as she expected when she found Finn he rushed her. He asked her a million questions about what happened to her and after she calmed him down she told him she was ready to go because they needed to talk.

"I don't like the sound of that, I'm having a good time I'm not ready to go yet. What do we need to talk about that can't wait?"
"The fact that you went to see Sam and didn't tell me, also about how you lied and told him you were the father."

"You're right let's go somewhere and talk." Finn said grabbing her hand and leading her to the exit.

The two past Blaine who made it to their table just as they were headed out.

"You sent Sam Mercedes' sonogram?" He asked Kurt.

"What no!" He replied to his husband's accusation. "Somebody sent Sam her sonogram? Wait how did you know that? Was Sam here?" Kurt said looking around.

"Yes he was, but now he is gone. Mercedes is calling off the wedding." Blaine said.

"Oh no, I gotta find Finn, he's going to need a friend." Mike said kissing Tina on the cheek before going after Finn.

"Thank heavens." Kurt said clutching his chest and breathing a sigh of relief.

"I know you sent that letter Kurt you don't have to lie, although I'm a little hurt that you didn't tell me." Blaine said.

"Oh my goddess! I didn't send Sam a damn thing Blaine. Why wouldn't I tell you if I did? Think about it."

"Well if you didn't send it then who did?" Blaine asked.

"I did."

Blaine and Kurt turned their attention to the little Asian girl sitting across from them.

Mercedes and Finn were walking to the parking lot where Mercedes car was located. She was going to tell him the truth about everything and warn him about Quinn just in case she tries to carry out with crazy her plan. The two were so busy fussing with one another that they didn't see someone hiding two cars down from her vehicle. They were standing by the driver side of her car talking when the hidden person ran towards them. Finn was the first to react because of his intuition from being an athlete.

"Mercedes!" He yelled and two shots were fired.

Finn jumped pushing Mercedes into the door of her car and she fell to the ground. The shooter dropped his gun and ran down the dark parking lot.

"Oh my God." Mercedes said as she crawled to where Finn was lying on the ground. "Finn, baby please!" She cradled him to her chest he had a bullet in the chest and neck.

"SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME! Mercedes screamed. "Hold on Finn please don't die on me! I'm so sorry hold on, you're going to be okay." She cried rocking him back and forth in his arms. "HELP US!"

"MERCEDES!"

Mercedes looked up and saw Mike running towards them.

"Oh god what happened?"

"Somebody just shot him, he just shot him." She said and Mike called 911.

When the assailant made it around the corner he pulled out a phone and dialed a number.

"Hello."

"I fucked up." He said in the phone.

"What do you mean you fucked up?"

"I mean I fucked up big time."

"Rick, what the hell did you do? It was simple."

"I waited; I waited just like you said. When she came out I aimed at her and pulled the trigger. But he pushed her out of the way and I shot him instead. I panicked and I drop the gun and ran." He said hysterically. "I fucking shot him."

"What the fuck do you mean you shot him? Who did you shoot?"

"Finn Hudson, Quinn! I shot the wrong person."

AN: I know you hate me for ending in another cliffie but it was getting really long. I had to sorry. So much happened this chapter. We found out all of Quinn's dirty little secrets, Sam found out about them as well. Mercedes chose Sam. Tina sent the letter and her and Mike are together. Quinn is an evil, crazy, bitch and Puck's daughter is hers. Oh yeah, and Finn took two bullets for Mercedes. Tell me what you think of all of this craziness that happened in the chapter in a review. I can't wait to read what you think is going to happen and let me know if you think Finn is going to survive? Till next time-tdminor86