DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE OR THE SONG IF I DID SAM AND MERCEDES WOULD BE TOGETHER IN L.A. WITH THEIR OWN SPIN OFF WITH PUCK, ARTIE, AND SANTANA.
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Sam and Mercedes were constantly working the weeks after their second round of interviews. They were going on another photo shoot for People magazine. They had to be up at 5 A.M for this shoot which Mercedes hated with a passion. When the alarm buzzed Mercedes grabbed it and threw it across the room. Sam just laughed at the way she was acting. He knew she was never a morning person but her hatred for the mornings intensified over the years.
"Come on Mercy we need to get up" Sam said swinging his legs off the side of the bed.
"I don't want to get up" she whined with her head under the blankets.
"I know you don't want to" he said "but you have too."
She mumbled something incoherent as Sam started to try to remove the covers off of her but he was quickly met with a smack upside the head with her pillow "leave me alone Sam" she spat out.
"Fine stay in the bed" he said getting up going to the bathroom "but when Satan gets here and sees you still in the bed she is going to go Lima Heights Adjacent on your ass."
"Whatever" she groaned "I ain't scared of Santana."
She heard her front door open and closed and the unmistakable clicking of Santana's heels across the floor. As she heard the steps getting closer to the door of her bedroom she got up quickly and ran into the bathroom and jumped into the shower with Sam. He looked at her like she was insane but then he heard Santana's voice.
"Ya'll better not be having sex in the shower" she said.
"No San, we will be out in five" Mercedes said
Sam just laughed and continued with his shower "so you're not afraid of her huh?"
"Shut up Sam" she said continuing to wash up.
They got dressed in record time and walked downstairs to see Artie and Santana again really close to each other but again didn't say anything.
"Good you two are ready" Artie said "we need to be getting out of here."
"Do we have time for some breakfast?" Mercedes asked flatly.
"We can pick something up on the way" Santana said.
"Fine lets go" she said "and we better stop by Starbucks cause I am not going to be pleasant till I get my coffee."
"Damn woman is it like that?" Sam asked.
"Yes" she said rolling her eyes and grabbing her bag and walked out the door.
"Wow was she always this mean in the mornings?" Artie asked.
"Not that I can remember" Sam said.
"She has been since I've been working with her" Santana said.
"HURRY UP, YA'LL SAID WE HAD TO GO SO LET'S GO" Mercedes yelled "AND LOCK MY DOOR."
"Wow that's your wife now" Artie said shaking his head at Sam.
"Yeah I know" Sam said shaking his head walking out the door.
On their way to the studio they stopped to get coffee and breakfast and after that Mercedes had cheered up after her coffee and started to sing along with the radio and was dancing in her seat. She was trying to get Sam to dance with her but he just looked at her like she was crazy. How could this be the same woman that was downright mean this morning be all smiles and giggles now.
"Sam are you ok?" Mercedes said.
"Yeah" he said.
"So why are you frowning at me?"
"I'm not frowning"
"Whatever" she said and went right back to singing.
They got to the studio and they were greeted by the photographer and were shown to their dressing areas. The shoot was long and tedious which drove Sam crazy. This was one of the things he hated about being an artist. He hated getting all dressed up and fussed over to go out and take picture, after picture, after picture. He didn't like to smile a lot and that is why most of his pictures are of him giving smoldering broody looks. On the other hand Mercedes loved getting all dressed up and posing for the cameras she felt like a human Barbie doll and loved getting fussed over. They both walked out on set in what was their fifth outfit of the day and Mercedes clothes were getting tighter and shorter with each costume change, which Sam liked a lot.
"You sure do make these boring shoots more enjoyable" he said wagging his eyebrow.
"I'm glad I could help get you out of your foul mood" she said.
"I was not in a foul mood."
"You have been a bit snappy ever since we got here."
"I have not" he said "I just don't like photo shoots."
"Well you still don't have to be short with everybody cause you don't like photo shoots" she said "it goes along with the territory."
"Just like getting up early in the mornings goes along with the territory but it didn't stop you from being downright mean."
"Sam you know I hate waking up in the morning."
"Yeah I do but I didn't know you would act that way."
"So your behavior now is because of mine this morning" she said with her hand on her hip "it is six o'clock in the evening Sam get over it."
"I'll gladly get over it when you get off my back about how I am acting at this stupid ass photo shoot."
The photographer walked up at that moment "my two lovebirds we have to get this last shot of the day so I need you to be passionate, smoldering, and sexy."
They stared at each other with nothing but anger in their eyes. The photographer felt the tension and so did everyone in the room. Santana and Artie walked on the set and pulled their respective clients to the side;
"What is going on with you and Trouty today?"
"Nothing is wrong with me you need to be asking him."
"Well I'm asking you."
"I just asked him to stop being so short with people because he doesn't like photo shoots and he went on a rant about my behavior this morning. What does one have to do with the other? I don't know."
"How dare she try to say I need to monitor my behavior when she was acting like a spoiled brat this morning."
"Sam just calm down you need to be professional and do your job" Artie said "I always have the most trouble with you when you have to do photo shoots."
"You know I hate them."
"Yeah I do but I at least thought you would enjoy it a little more since you got the woman you claim to love by your side."
"I do love Mercy" he said "and this experience has not been all bad."
"So you don't care about his feelings at all huh?" Santana said.
"I do care about his feelings."
"Well if the person I say I loved told me that this was something they genuinely hated I would try to make it a little less painful for them and not nag at them for their behavior" Santana said "are you his wife or his mother?"
Mercedes dropped her head because she knew Santana was right. She looked over at Sam who was staring back at her. They smiled at each other knowingly and began to walk towards each other.
"I'm sorry" they both said in unison.
"I love you" he said.
"I love you too" she said "now can we get through this shoot so I can go home and get freaky with my husband."
"That was the incentive that I needed" he said wrapping his arms around her and giving her a kiss on the lips."
The photographer snapped a couple of pictures of them in the moment before getting them back on the set to finish the shoot. Artie and Santana stood next to each other and smiled at their clients;
"What would those two do without us?" Santana asked.
"Not be chart topping artist" Artie said "they would barely be able to walk and talk without us."
"Yes we're good"
"Damn good."
"Santana sighed "it is moments like this I love, I get all hot and bothered when I show how great at my job I really am."
Artie looked at her with a look of pure, unadulterated lust in his eyes "well I can ease that tension you are feeling."
"Please Artie you can't handle the "Tana Train" it has too much power for you."
"Oh you forgot they call me A-Train" Artie said closing the gap between them "which means I can handle "ANY" train coming my way baby."
Santana's breath hitched feeling Artie so close to her and feeling his breath on her skin "well A-Train let's see what you can do."
They walked to an empty room they thought unnoticed but someone saw them.
"Did you see that?" Sam asked Mercedes.
"Oh yeah I saw it" she said.
"Are we going to say something?"
"Not yet" she said "we have to catch them red handed because Santana got built in lies for everything."
"Sam, Mercedes I need less talking and more passion" the photographer yelled.
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