***Anonymous request: Sam in a polygamous relationship with several glee girls and Beiste. Here's my take on it.*** I don't own glee or five wives.***
-a few weeks ago-
Sam sat on the couch flipping thru channels trying to find something to watch on the TV. After he left New York and made it to Ohio, he found himself walking around aimlessly at McKinley. He bumped into Coach Beiste and she offered him a position as an assistant coach. She also offered to rent her basement to him which was fully furnished. Living and working with Beiste was great! He didn't accept the job because of the money since he still had his modeling money in his savings. He just really liked football and helping the kids.
"I'm ordering pizza, any special requests?" Beiste asked.
"Any kind will do, Coach Beiste!"
"Told you call me Shannon, we're colleagues now! I'm not your coach!" She said walking away with the phone in hand. Sam frowned. She'd told him many times about that but he still struggled with it. Living with her had allowed Sam to see the ultra sensitive side of the coach. Her tough exterior always made people forget how sensitive she was at times.
He turned back to the TV and was shocked at what he saw. A man with 24 kids and 5 wives! The show peaked his interest and he began to wonder. Can someone really live that way?
"Good morning Sam, I just made you a nice bowl of Wheaties for breakfast." Rachel smiled and placed the bowl in front of him. "I know you like hot meals but I'm a busy TV star. I don't have the time. Maybe Quinn can do it!" Then Quinn suddenly walked and sat on his lap.
"What are you doing Quinn?"Sam asked looking around completely confused.
"Oh Sam, you're so funny!" Quinn said smiling at him. "Rachel's hour with you is over and I surely have missed my husband!" She said kissing him on the cheek. She was acting completely out of character.
"Your husband? Rachel's hour?" Sam was completely confused now. "You're married to Puck?"
"Who is Puck?"Quinn said getting up from his lap. "This is why I hate when I get you after Rachel. She always has your mind screwed up." Quinn said marching off upset into the kitchen.
"Serves her right! I think I'm your better wife anyway! I've actually planned a proposal that will allow me two hours of your time instead of one. I'm sure the others will be mad but you'll take my side, right sweetie?" Rachel said sitting on his lap and ignoring the confused look on his face.
"The others? There's more?" Before she could answer him Santana walked in. "I guess that answers it!" Sam exclaimed as Rachel jumped off his lap.
"What's this I hear about you wanting an extra hour, with Trouty mouth here?" Santana stomped over to Rachel. "Look here hobbit, your hour is up!"
"He's our husband just as much as yours! You don't even cook a real meal for him!" Quinn stated coming back from the kitchen.
"I'm a busy Broadway TV star…"
"Ohhhhhhhhh shove it!" Santana said cutting her off. "You're a has been… wait no… you're a could have been… you're washed up sorry ass does not deserve to be one of the six wives!"
"6 wives!?" Sam exclaimed finally saying something. All three of the women eyed each other as if they were about to rip each other apart. Sam tried to mentally figure out who the other three women could be when Brittany walked in holding a fat cat.
"What's all the yelling for? Y'all are scaring Lord Tubbington!" She said walking over to Sam. "Honey, why are they fighting?"
"I have no idea what's going on! All this is freaking me out! I'm going to go lay down!" Sam said walking away to his bed room.
"Look what you did, ya troll!" He heard Santana say before he closed the door. He got into his bed and closed his eyes. Then he felt arms embracing him. He rolled his eyes but turned. Wondering who would it be next.
"Good morning, babe!" Mercedes said smiling at him. He smiled back. He hadn't realized how much he'd miss waking up to her every morning.
"Hey beautiful, what are you doing here?" Sam asked reaching over to touch her.
"Spending time with my husband!" She replied before pulling him in for a kiss. He kissed her back passionately, running his hands all over her body. He missed her so much. "My times is up, babe!"
"No…. don't leave… Mercedes…just one more kiss!" He said pulling her in for a kiss once again.
"Sammy baby, it's my hour now! I've made pizza!" He heard another voice say. He turned briefly just to tell them go away and turned back and Mercedes was gone. He closed his eyes shut again and opened them only to see coach Beiste smiling at him. "Do you want pepperoni or cheese?" He jumped out of bed and fell to the floor.
"What?" He said blinking harder as he noticed he was back on the couch and the show was still going on.
"I asked if you wanted cheese or pepperoni?" She looked at him and shook her head. "Look I don't like meddling in kids love affairs but you're an adult now. If you miss Mercedes, let her know! Tell her that you guys can work it out." She got up and then turned back. "If you leave the caterpillar alone too long it will turn into a butterfly and not look back." And with that she walked out. Sam not sure what she meant by that decided to just turn the TV off and head over to get some pizza.
