Sorry guys, I've been a bit busy over the past few days, but here you go and hope you enjoy! Uh and this chapter is very smutty, so… kids close your eyes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, the characters or anything else except the plot. Rated M due to sexual content.
Quinn sat by her phone, waiting for anything. News, thoughts, a simple Hi just anything from Sam. He had been MIA for the past few days, well he did tell her that he was going to be out of reach, but it frustrated her that it had been gone almost a week and he wasn't back yet. Her musical was next week and she needed his support. She needed to teach the idiots in her lighting box how to properly light and she just needed him by her side. Daniel hadn't pestered her in the days he had been gone, no calls, no random visits, nothing and she was starting to think where Sam was had something to do with it.
Sam sighed as he slipped into his car after having a lengthy talk with the manager about Daniel. He understood completely and let his father have his job back. Sam started to drive and headed to where he hadn't been in a very long time. He parked out front and almost grinned at the memories he had here. Sneaking in, losing his virginity. He slipped out of the car and walked up the path, knocking lightly on the door. Judy Fabray was surprised when she opened the door. She hadn't seen Sam in over 4 years, and for most of the time he didn't really properly meet her when he was here. She was usually tipsy, not really paying attention or Quinn would just ignore her all together, but he a favour to ask.
"Sam Evans?" She asked, very confused as to why he was here. She knew Sam and Quinn broke up in high school, and she knew that Quinn occasionally went to help, but she thought they had nothing. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to ask a favour." He murmured. "Can I come in?" He asked and she stared at him. She wasn't used to such a strong Sam. She was used to the nervous, comic book loving Sam that used to stutter around her. She nodded and stepped out of the way, leading him to their sitting room. He sat down on the couch and instantly remembered a moment he had with Quinn on the couch that led to the loss of his virginity.
Sam was learning how to sew. Stevie's jumper managed to rip in one place and they couldn't afford to get him a new one anytime soon, so Sam asked Quinn to teach him how to sew. He thought that in future if they had to mend anything and Quinn wasn't around, he wanted to be ready for it. Judy was out for the weekend; something to do with a wine tasting a villa and Sam didn't really think much of it. Sam couldn't help but watch her as she delicately moved the needle through the material, her fingers moving effortlessly and when she gave it to him, he cursed, as he looked so clumsy. She laughed, taking it back from him and started to fix the mistake he just made. His hand grazed over her thigh and she looked over at him. They had been flirting, almost looking as if they were a couple again but they both knew that Sam would never be able to do anything of the sort. He refused because he wanted to treat her right, and to do so he needed money, but at this moment he didn't give one dam.
He leant over, putting his hand on her cheek and kissed her. She dropped the jumper in her hands, moving her hands to his collar and kissed him back. He moaned quietly, feeling her hands slip under his shirt and caress his stomach. He pushed her onto the back of the coach, kissing down her jaw. Usually Quinn was very hesitant to this, but Quinn needed to feel, and she needed to feel him. He kept his hands where she wanted them, but when he moved his hand down her thigh and slipped it under her dress, she didn't push away. He moved his hand higher, but gripped his arm, making him look at her.
"Bedroom." She whispered in a shaky breath. He nodded, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, not wanting to lose the connection and gripped her, pulling her up and carried her up and into her bedroom. She kissed along his neck, making a shiver run through him and he shut her door, leaning down to put her down on the bed. He stepped back and looked down at her, hair messy, her heels still on and her dress just riding above her underwear. His erection was painfully hard, pressing against his jeans.
"I want you." She whispered and he nodded. She was saying that she was ready. He was too, but he was still a bit unsure. He knew what to do, but he didn't want to hurt her. She noticed his worried glance and sat up, moving her hands to unbutton his shirt. She kissed his stomach, making his eyes close slightly and moved her hands to unzip his jeans. She pushed his jeans down and slipped his boxers down, taking him in her hand and began to stroke softly. He moaned and she pressed her lips to his tip, making him buck his hips a little. She moved her mouth, bobbing as she sucked, humming. He groaned, running his hand down his stomach, resisting the urge to release. She ran her hands up and then wrapped them around his neck, pulling him down over her. He ran his hands up her thighs, slipping her dress over her head and he looked at her. He's seen her in a swimsuit before, but he's never seen her like this. She just looks so beautiful.
"What?' She whispers breathlessly, taking in his expression.
"You're beautiful." He whispers, leaning down to kiss along her neck, unclasping her bra and pulling it over. Rubbing his thumb over her nipple and bites his lip as he feels her moan into his cheek. She runs her hands down his sides, her fingernails digging into his skin. He moves down, kissing her stomach and slides her panties down. She spreads her legs as he kisses up her thigh and presses his finger to her clit. She moans, her back arching off the bed and she runs her hand into his hair, tugging. He presses his tongue to her clit, moving it down her run and she moans louder. He flicks his eyes up to look at her, his tongue moving rapidly. Her eyes are closed, her teeth are biting down on her bottom lip and she looks so beautiful. He reaches down into his jeans as he slides a finger in, pulling his wallet out and finds a condom, rolling it on. She runs her leg down his side and he moves over her to kiss her.
"Are you sure?" He whispers and she nods, kissing his jaw.
"Please…" She whimpers. He nods, leaning back a little and guides him into her. He isn't sure he's done it properly until Quinn lets out a low moan, her fingernails digging into his arms. The feeling of being inside of her makes him want to come, but he leans down, kissing her jaw as he moves inside of her. She moans, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper and he groans, his pace quickening. After a few minutes, their bodies as one he thrusts against her spot and she moans loudly, and comes, tightening hard around him. He groans as he releases right after her and falls on top of her, panting. She kisses the side of his head, and he pulls back to look at her. She's smiling and she runs her hand down his cheek.
"So good." She whispers and he nods, laughing breathlessly.
"Yeah." He whispers back and kisses her.
He snaps back when Judy sits down and he leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He pulls out a small white ticket and puts it on the table, pushing it across to her with one finger.
"It opens next week and she would really love it if you were there." He murmured, watching her reaction. He wasn't ready for the reaction she gave. She smiled, picking up the ticket and stared at it.
"She hates me Sam." He shook his head.
"No… she's just hurt."
"That was a long time ago." She murmured, scratching her arm.
"You abandoned her when she needed you the most, you have to get that back. Sure, asking her to move back in did something, but it didn't solve anything. You still ignored her." She looked up, completely shocked at what he was saying. He sighed and looked down at his hands in his laps. "I'm sorry, that was rude, but I still remember the nights where you weren't there and it wasn't right." He murmured. She was still looking up at him.
"No one's ever had the guts to say that to me, and I'm not sure if I want to slap you or thank you." She murmured.
"She loves you, Ms Fabray. She just needs you." She nods and swallows.
"I don't know if I can." She whispered, her eyes glancing at the ticket and then back up at him.
"Will you think about it?" She nodded and he got up.
"Where are you going?"
"I have… business to take care of… but first can I see her room?" He asked her and she nodded. He headed up the stairs and went straight to her drawer. He knew the box that she hid that kept everything she wanted no one else to find. He stumbled upon it one night after having to pack her clothes when she spent a night in the hospital for getting her appendix out. He got the box out and found exactly what he was looking for. The small white box he had given to her. He opened it and found the small ring he gave to her so many years ago. He took the box and underneath he found a picture folded in half. He took it out and it was a picture of Beth, aged four. She had Quinn's dimples, Puck's eyes and Quinn's nose. She was beautiful. He flipped it over and it had the date, Beth's birthday and he realised that it was Beth's birthday in a few weeks time. He remembered that Quinn was also invited. He packed the photo in his pocket and headed down the stairs, waving to Judy and left. He headed back to his parents house, dropped off the car and headed back to the train station.
Quinn sat at her dinner table. It was 5:06am. It's opening night. The last message she received from Sam was two days ago, telling her that he'd be at her musical. She drummed her fingers on the table, staring at her phone. She was waiting for anything, just anything. She hadn't heard his voice in two weeks and she desperately needed to hear it. She needed to feel his arms around her. She let out a deep breath and got up, moving to her bedroom to take a shower and get dressed. She was dressed and showered, leaving her apartment at 6 o'clock with her garment bag which contained her dress that she would be wearing to the opening tonight and headed out the door. When she arrived she stared at the stage. It was beautiful, everything was in place, which it wasn't last night and she heard someone shout something. Sam was standing up on the stage, directing someone to where a light should go. She almost dropped the things in her hand. She threw her stuff onto one of the seats and ran up the aisle and up onto the stage, throwing her arms around him and hugging him tightly. She heard him sigh and he wrapped his arms around her. She then pulled back and hit him on the chest.
"What was that for?" He muttered, rubbing his chest. She put her hands on his chest and sighed.
"For... I don't know." She muttered and put her hands around his neck, pulling him down. She kissed him and he wrapped his arms tighter around her waist, kissing her back.
"Excuse me, but we've got a show on tonight, and we'd like to rehearse." Sam pulled back and Rachel was standing in the far corner, smirking from ear to ear. He grabbed Quinn's hand and led her off the stage. Quinn pulled him down and kissed him again, she then pulled back and patted his chest.
"I missed you." She whispered and he cupped her face in his hands.
"I missed you too, a lot." He whispered back.
"I have to work, but lunch?" He nodded and leant down to kiss her again. She smiled and left, heading back to the back of the theatre to watch the rehearsal.
Sam and Quinn came from lunch, Quinn giggly and Sam just happy as ever. They went out for sushi and talked about what Sam had been doing, leaving out the part where he went and saw her mother and just talked. He went back to the box above the theatre and talked to the lighting guys as Rachel acted down stage. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and pulled it out.
Fight. 20 minutes.
No no no. He looked around, finding Quinn sitting in the front row and Puck walking up the aisle. He looked at his watch. It would be opening in three hours. He had time. He headed down the stairs and headed to the exit of the theatre. Before he could get there, Puck grabbed him.
"Where are you going?" He muttered, he knew Sam was up to something. Sam didn't say anything but Puck pushed him a little. "Listen, no fucking fighting man." Sam shook his head, looking at Quinn.
"I have to, otherwise that dickhead won't leave us alone." Sam muttered. He had to be there in 15 minutes and he knows they won't look too kindly on latecomers. Puck sighed heavily, rubbing his temple with his thumb and looked back at Quinn who was chatting with Rachel.
"I'll cover for you as long as I can, but you're telling her what happened as soon as you get back and you better fucking come back." Sam nodded and held out his hand for Puck to shake it. Puck shook it and pulled him into a hug. "You're the only one that can make her happy, Sam." He whispered and pulled back. Sam nodded and headed out of the theatre. He took a deep breath and headed to the bar. He walked below and the room was packed. There were men in business suits, which was a different crowd than what Sam was used to, must be Daniel's dickhead friends. He wouldn't mind knocking him out in front of these guys. He made his way through the crowd and found Shane, who patted him on the shoulder and shoved him towards the ring. He pulled off his shirt and his wrapped his hands up and slid under the rope.
"Thought you wouldn't come, kiddo." Daniel said as Sam stood up. Sam shrugged, cracking his neck, taking Daniel in. He was wearing red boxing shorts and really expensive shoes. He almost wanted to laugh.
"Yeah, well I just thought I would get a good lay in before coming." he murmured, watching his face. He didn't have sex with Quinn, but he wanted to stir Daniel up. His face went white and he cracked his knuckles. Sam smiled at him and the whistle blew.
Quinn was sitting down in the second row and grabbed her garment bag, pulling it over her shoulder and headed down to the dressing rooms to get changed. She came out twenty minutes later wearing a black dress to her knees, black tights and black heels. She walked up the aisle and found Puck sitting in the back row, looking down at something in his lap. She looked up at the box and didn't see Sam. She frowned and looked around, trying to spot him but he was nowhere to be seen. She looked at Puck who looked at her and then away. She frowned, he was being shady. She walked up the aisle to him.
"Have you seen Sam?" She murmured and he pursed his lips, shaking his head.
"Nope, check the toilets." He couldn't reach her eyes and she frowned.
"Puck. Where is Sam?" She asked sternly and he looked up at her. She knew, she knew just by the look in his eyes where he was. She let out an angry groan and stormed to the exit of the theatre. Puck grabbed her arm and swung her around.
"You can't be there."
"What do you mean I can't be there?" She muttered, shaking her arm free.
"He's fighting Daniel." She stared at him, not really comprehending what he just had said.
"What?" She said quietly. He ran his hand over his face, sighing.
"Daniel said he'd leave you two alone if Sam won his fight."
"And what if he doesn't?" She asked, she already knew the answer. She paused, thinking about what could happen. She didn't want Daniel to get hurt, she just wanted him to back off... and then theres Sam. "I don't want them fighting over me, I don't want to be the cause of this pain." She said, trying to hold back the tears.
"It's not your fault. Daniel did this. Daniel manipulated you, Daniel manipulated Sam, and Sam doesn't know anything else. He only knows how to fight." Puck murmured. He watched as she broke. She knew that Daniel was violent, very violent in some places, but she never wanted this. She never wanted Sam having to fight for her. Sure, it was romantic in some way, but he could get seriously hurt.
"He's smarter than this." She whispered.
"He's coming back Quinn, he's not abandoning you." She looked up at him. Puck did know about her abandonment issues, which were worsened when she had to give up Beth, but he knew her straight through. He knew she couldn't deal with the thought of Sam leaving again. He left once before.
"I have to go." She whispered and he shook his head.
"You have a musical, you have to stay here and you have to wait."
"I don't want to fucking wait, Puck!" She almost shouted. He gripped her and pulled her into a hug. She refused, pushing against him but he just held her. She finally gave in and cried into his chest.
"He'll be back." He murmured.
Eeekk I hope that was okay! Reviews are always welcome!
