Mercedes couldn't believe that they were about to have sex. After all this time they finally found the courage. They'd flirted and danced around it for so long and they were finally going to do it. She was nervous and as they kissed she could tell that Sam was pretending as if he wasn't nervous too. He'd done so much to make that night special for the both of them and she loved him for it. He was always trying to make her happy.

"Are you sure?" Sam asked as he stared into her eyes. She nodded with pure nervousness and wasn't even sure if he saw her nod. He kissed her lips once again then stood up and fiddled with his pockets searching for his condoms that he'd brought with him. He finally pulled one out and smiled her way as he tried to tear it open. Mercedes smiled as she watch him struggle with it.

"Do you want me to open it for you?"

"No...uh...I got it!" he replied before placing the edge in his mouth and ripped it open. "Ugh!" he frowned. "This stuff is disgusting." he replied as she giggled at him.

"Did you rip it?"

"I don't think so." He quickly undressed and smiled at her before tossing his shirt at her. She took in how sculpted his body was then allowed her eyes to slowly take in his full nudity. He was fully erect and it had to have been the peachiest thing she'd ever seen. He noticed her looking at it and smirked at her before sitting on the edge of the bed to put on the condom.

"You...you want help with that?" Mercedes asked as she tried to see what he was doing. He shook his head as he fiddled with the condom.

"No...uh..." he looked at her and forced a smile on his face. "I think I got it." she peeked at what he was doing and it didn't look at at all as if he got it at all. "You know, Ms. Holiday made this look a whole lot easier in class." he chuckled. Mercedes remembered how Ms. Holiday came to teach them the proper way to use a condom and opted to use a cucumber. She explained that she couldn't get Principle Figgins to okay her using a dildo or a vibrator within the school walls.

"Ms. Holiday made it hard for me to eat a cucumber." she added then took a deep breath when Sam stood up with the condom on and walked her way. "We're doing this, huh?" she asked as she slowly took off her panties then covered herself with the blanket.

"We can stop whenever you want to stop." Sam reassured her before getting under the covers himself. She shook her head and forced a smile on her lips as he positioned himself between her legs. She watched as he looked down between her legs then back at her. "It will be hard...but I'll stop whenever you want me to stop."

"Sam, I want you." she responded. "I want this." she added then pulled him down to kiss him tenderly. Sam reached down between her legs and rubbed the inside of her folds with himself. She jolted by the sensation of it but continued to kiss him. They were actually doing it and it felt good. From what she had read online, she was under the impression that it would hurt. "God, that feels good." she whispered against his lips. She wasn't sure that this was all he was waiting for but he slowly allowed the tip to insert her then stopped when she yelped. "Oh shit! Wait...wait...wait...that hurt!"

"Sorry!" Sam quickly pulled himself out of her.

"Oh hell no! What was that?"

"That was just the tip, Mercedes." Sam responded. "We can...uh...stop." he grunted as he tried to pull away. Mercedes could tell that he wanted to continue but she could tell that he would stop if she wanted to but she didn't .

"No...I'm ready." she replied pulling him back down to her. She felt him rub against her again before slowly thrusting himself inside of her. She gasped for air and clung to him as she felt her walls expanding to receive him. He looked at her for a brief moment then smiled at her before whispering that he loved her. The first round was over before she could even enjoy it but the look on Sam's face was everything. He looked as if he was on Cloud Nine. He apologized about being quick then slowly kissed his way down her thigh till he was licking inside of her. She held his head and grinded against his face till she quivered. Once she was done, he wiped his lips and pulled out another condom before thrusting inside her once again.

Mercedes jolted awake panting as if she'd just had sex with Sam. She pulled her hand from between her legs and looked over to see Sam wasn't next to her. She sat up and noticed he didn't sleep with her last night. She felt relieved because there was no telling what noises she made after dreaming of her first time with Sam. She reached over and pulled her cellphone out and checked her social pages. She went to Puck's page and noticed nothing was posted as usual. He was never the type to post anything but advertisement for his business. She looked over Santana's page and noticed she was posting subliminal messages towards her about not losing friends over bullshit. She knew that was Santana's way of apologizing and made a note to call her later. In the meantime, she decided to shower then make her way downstairs to grab them some breakfast then call and check on her baby girl.

Sam woke up with an aching back from the sofa bed and looked up to see that Mercedes was not in her bed. He got up and fixed both beds then made his way into the shower. He needed to have a cold one to keep him from the blue balls he knew he was about to get. He spent most of the night thinking about how he would ask Mercedes about the kiss. Every scenario led to Mercedes calling him crazy and leaving him there alone. And he couldn't deal with losing her again. He figured he would just wait for the right moment to ask her about it. His phone kept vibrating with every message that came in and he knew it was his family. He was on the brink of responding as he stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist just as Mercedes was coming back with their breakfast.

"I...uh..." she paused as she took is body. "...bought us some breakfast from downstairs. They have like a full bar down there." she continued before closing the door behind her and handing him the plate she made for him. "I remembered what you like. Hopefully, nothing has changed."

"Thanks." he smiled. "I...uh..,love the same...things." he paused as she looked at her then tried to change the subject. "Lemme get dressed first."

"Yeah, we don't want your sausage ending up on the table, huh?" she laughed but stopped as if she could tell that he wanted to take her right on the table that she spoke of. "I'll be right here."

"Yeah...you can get started without me." he added before walking over to the bathroom with his clothes then shouted to her from within. "Once we're done, I was thinking I can take you somewhere before heading to my parents house."

"Somewhere like where?" he heard her ask with her mouth full. He smiled as he could just tell how cute she would look trying to cover her mouth as she ate.

"I don't...there's like this fair that I used to work in when I first moved here." Sam responded then emerged from the bathroom placing his Henley shirt on before sitting next to her. "I...uh...remembered how much you loved the fair the last time we went there..."

"Back in high school, Sam." she responded as she sipped her orange juice. Sam thought he would get a different response from her but he continued anyway.

"Yeah. I guess I didn't think it through." he replied as he looked at the plate of food she got him. It was everything he always liked back when they dated. He hadn't changed one bit but she had. She was a mother now and with Puck. And here he was trying to bring her back to high school like some love sick puppy.

"You know what...maybe it will be fun." she replied. "I haven't been to a fair since then, ya know." she confessed with a smile then allowing it to slowly fade. "It was just too hard to be there without you."

"Imagine working there and seeing your face every day."

"How long did you work there?"

"Not long. I worked many places before realizing that stripping was where I was making the most money." he responded before looking her way. "Stevie and Stacy needed shoes for school." He paused before pulling his shirt up to expose his sculpted abs. "These abs paid for em." Sam smiled as her eyes scanned his abs again then looked up at his eyes.

"What else did they pay for?" she asked causing the smile on his face to fade away.

"I did what I had to do for my family." Sam responded before finishing off his plate. "And my family cannot wait to meet you later." he smiled as he quickly changed the subject before pulling out his cellphone. "My mother has sent me millions of text asking me what you like or don't like to eat. She just begged me to tell her that you're not a vegetarian." Sam chuckled as he moved from the table. He could tell that she was not happy with the subject change but she answered anyway.

"You can tell her I love my steak well done and none of the bloody stuff." she responded before following him then leaning against the wall.

"I doubt she'll be cooking steak. We're lucky if it's not spam that we're eating." Sam replied before forcing a smile on his face.

"I guess I'll make sure to fill up at the fair." Mercedes responded with disgust. "Let me get dressed so we can go though." Sam watched as she sashayed away then quickly sent his mother a text to make sure she wasn't cooking anything with spam.

They arrived at the fair around three that afternoon. Sam was shocked to see how long it took Mercedes to get ready. She was definitely different. She was not high school Mercedes anymore. And when she came out of the bathroom, he saw the same Mercedes that was on the stage the night before. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her as she walked by giving him a nice whiff of her perfume. She changed a lot since high school but one thing never changed; she still smelled great. He had to inhale her intoxication the entire way there and it was killing him that he couldn't lean over and kiss her.

"You smell nice, Jones." Sam said as they stood in line waiting to purchase tickets. She looked over at him and smiled before bumping her shoulder against his.

"You don't smell too bad either, Evans."

"Two all accesses, please." Sam stated before handing his card over. She looked uncomfortable as she watched him pay for their passes. He watched as they strapped the pass wristband on her before placing one on him. "Alright, pretty lady let's get it on." he sang trying to impersonate Barry White.

"You're still good at impressions, I see." she chuckled.

"You still find them funny, I see." he chuckled as well as they walked into the park. "So, what do you wanna ride first?" he asked as he looked around. They continued to peruse and ride on any ride that they came across. Sam was wondering if she was remembering the time they spent at the fair back when they were together. Before the sun had began to go down they were holding hands and Sam was winning games and gifts for her. They were living in the moment.

"Would the lovely couple like a caricature?" the caricaturist asked as many passed by then stopped and looked at Sam and Mercedes as they laughed at an impression Sam had just done. "What about you two lovebirds?" he asked as Mercedes quickly pulled away from Sam.

"Oh...us...we're not..."

"Uh sure." Sam responded cutting Mercedes off as he took her hand again and guided her over to the man. "Come on. It's just one picture." Sam said with a smile till Mercedes finally joined him. "Just one picture."

"Great!" the man said with a smile. "Sit on his lap for this. It will be quick and painless." he smiled as he began grabbing his items and drawing faster than anything Sam ever drawn. He didn't care though. Mercedes was sitting on his lap with her arm around his shoulders and he wanted to live in that moment forever. "Alright, I'm done. Do you want it colored? It will take me another few minutes, if you don't mind waiting."

"Yeah...give it some color." Mercedes responded as she slowly got off Sam's lap and stood near him rubbing her arms up and down.

"You want my jacket?" Sam asked as he stood up and began to remove his jacket then stopped when she placed her hand on his.

"What will you have on if you give me your coat?"

"I have on a sweater and a Henley under here." He replied. "I get cold a lot so I always layer myself up." Sam admitted as he moved closer to her. "Okay how about I warm you up?" he asked as he pulled her closer to him. She nestled into him and allowed him to rub her arms up and down till she began to chuckle. "What?"

"Nothing really, just remembering how Myra is always cold and I'm usually the hot one. She would always nestle up to me like this. I can't even have the air on with her." she chuckled before looking up at him.

"The more I hear about Samyra, the more I like her." Sam chuckled. "She just reminds me of me when I was her age. She's so talented." Sam stated as he looked down at Mercedes. "You and Puck are really lucky to have her."

"Maybe one day, you'll have one." she stated with a smile as they stared into each other's eyes. Sam felt as if she was inching up to kiss him, but stopped when the caricaturist interrupted them.

"Done." he smiled and handed it over to them. Sam and Mercedes both looked at the picture and laughed then joked at the different things that they found funny. "Hope you two lovebirds have a lovely evening." they thanked the man then looked at each other before walking over towards the exit.

The closer they got to his family's house the more nervous Mercedes became. She'd heard so many things from Sam about his family that she was mentally preparing herself. She told herself that she would just remain quiet and smile once and a while. No matter what would happen she would only reply to simplest questions with the simplest answers. She looked over at Sam and debated asking if he was okay. He looked as if he was just as nervous as she was.

"Here it is." Sam said as they pulled into the driveway of his parents home. The house was still in his name as were all the utilities. He wasn't sure if they were keeping up with paying the bills but they hadn't called him to get money so he was hopeful. He parked his car next to Stevie's then stared at the house as if he didn't want to go inside.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah...uh...Mercedes, are you ready?" he asked as he removed the keys from the ignition then looked her way.

"Sam, stop sounding ominous. We're just going to dinner with your folks not going in to prepare for war." she chuckled as she opened the door and stepped out. Seconds later, Sam and Mercedes were standing at the door ringing the doorbell. She reached over and gave him a comforting squeeze just as the door swung open. A tall slender blonde woman stood at the door with an apron on and a bright smile on her face as she looked between her and Sam.

"My Sammy!" she pulled him in for a big hug then seconds later another version of her came running towards Sam as well and hugged him as well. "This must be Mercedes. Come here, young lady." she said before pulling Mercedes over to her. "I've been cooking all day for ya. Come on in." Sam looked over at Mercedes and smiled as he introduced her to his baby sister and mother.

"And there's my little brother Stevie." Sam said just his little brother stepped out. He looked almost just as Sam did back when they were in high school.

"Sup man, we've been waiting for y'all." Stevie said with the same smirk that Sam normally sported as he hugged his brother then looked over at Mercedes. "You must be Mercedes. Heard a lot about you." he said as he extended his hand towards her. Mercedes took his hand and shook it before scanning the room. Sam noticed her looking around and knew that she was wondering where his father was as he was wondering the same.

"Where's pops?" Sam asked finally as he looked at his mother.

"Oh he's in his work office." she replied. "Come on. Let's go to the dining room and I will go fetch your dad."

"Oh he works from home? What line of work?" Mercedes asked causing Sam's mother to pause before continuing down the stairs to the office. Mercedes looked over at Sam wondering why no one responded and decided to leave well enough alone.

They all gathered around the table and then a few minutes later, Sam's father came up and join them in the dining room. He paused and looked at Mercedes then over at Sam before pulling his chair and sitting down. For a while everyone was talking, laughing then shooting the breeze. Mercedes didn't say much but she laughed every once and a while. Sam's father stared at her as he ate silently and she could feel him staring but she didn't dare look his way.

"What's his problem anyway?" Mercedes thought then stopped when she felt Sam reach over and squeeze her hand. She looked over at him and smiled before sipping her drink.

"Stevie, I been meaning to ask you." Sam turned his attention to his brother. "How much did you pay for that car out there? Better yet, how did you afford it?"

"Stevie's got a good job as a manager at the Dairy Queen." Mary stated with a smile. "Stevie, tell your brother how you came up with the idea to have a twenty-four hour store and they promoted you."

"Well Ma, you already told him." Stevie stated as he shifted in his seat. Sam kept his eyes on Stevie but nodded anyway.

"I see...well you're going to quit to go to college, right?"

"What's the point?"

"I already got accepted to NYU, Sammy." Stacy boasted with pride.

"You want a cookie, Stace?"

"Shut up, Stevie!"

"You're going to college though, right?" Sam asked as he looked over at Stevie. Mercedes nervously looked between Sam and Stevie then looked at their parents as they said nothing.

"What's the point? I'm making good money, Sam. More than you made and I can make more when I finish high school." Stevie stated then shrugged. "Plus mom said it was fine so..."

"Ma, seriously?"

"Look Sammy, your father and I aren't working right now and Stevie has been helping out around here. Your father just felt it would be best if he helped out around here since you left." Mercedes could tell that Sam was pissed as he let go of her hand and glared over at his dad. Silence fell upon the table as Sam continued to glare at his dad who was busy glaring at Mercedes.

"So, Mercedes," Dwight said breaking the silence and turning the attention on her. She wondered why was he so focused on her and not at the fact that Sam was pissed at him at the moment.

"Yes, Mr. Evans?"

"Mercedes, you can call him Dwight-"

"No...she can call me, Mr. Evans."

"Dwight!"

"Let me talk to the girl." he stated then turned his attention back to Mercedes. "You know I've heard a lot about you from my son. He left his family for you..."

"Dad..."

"I was hoping you were something special but you're just some girl next door. But I guess, my opinion doesn't matter. You two are back together" Dwight said.

"We're not together."

"Wait...you brought her here and she's not even with you?" Dwight asked causing everyone to stop eating. "Out of all the chicks in Lima, why didn't you get that cheerleader chick that pretended she was a christian. I know she would have at least taken you back."

"Dad, Mercedes and I are just friends and I didn't leave just to get her back. I went back to work on our music. We met with a music exec last night." Sam stated trying his best to change the subject.

"So, why won't you take Sam back?"

"Dwight!"

"He's not good enough for you?" Dwight asked. Mercedes wanted to punch the old man so bad but she remained calm.

"Dad, if you must know, Mercedes is in a relationship already."

"We have a child together." Mercedes said with a forced smile as she handed a picture of Samyra to Sam's mother. His mother glared at Dwight then took the picture and stared at it for a minute.

"How old is she?" she asked before passing the picture over to Stacy who wasted no time crooning over how adorable she was.

"She'll be nine in the early part of next year." Mercedes said with smile that soon faded away when Dwight began to laugh.

"So not only did you throw away your family for this girl, she's in a relationship and has a child. When were you pregnant? In high school, I bet." Dwight said just the picture reached his way. He looked at the picture for a minute then at Sam and immediately stopped laughing.

"You know what, Mr. Evans, I was going to maintain my respect for you because of Sam, but there's only so much I can take." Mercedes stood. "You guys may allow him to speak to you any kind of way but I won't." she walked over and snatched the picture from him. "First off, I'm not a girl. I'm a woman and secondly, so is your son. Despite having you as a father he's grown to be really great guy. And instead of living his life, he's been doing your job as a man by acting like he's the father around here. You moved him away from me and thought, what? That our love would die? You didn't have a job then and you ain't got one now." she looked over at Stevie and sighed. "Boy, go to school. That stripping money will not last forever. Mary, you're a lovely woman and you deserve better, thank you for dinner. And Stacy, you are doing yourself a favor by getting away from this man." she paused and looked around the room and then stopped at Sam. "I'm sorry, Sam. I tried." she immediately ran out of the house.

Sam followed behind Mercedes and sighed when he noticed her leaning against the door. Sam knew it was going to be bad but he never knew it would have been that bad. He figured his dad would have sat silently. He wanted to say everything she said in there but she beat him to the punch. She was amazing in there but he feared that this would push her from him. Why would she want to be apart of family that was as dysfunctional as his family. He slowly stepped closer to her and tried to think of the right words to say.

"I'm sorry, Mercedes." Sam said. Mercedes turned and looked at him then shrugged before shaking her head.

"I don't know what I expected." she chuckled. "No...I'm lying...I wanted to see if everything you said was true."

"I've never lied to you, Mercedes."

"Can we leave?" she asked as she opened the door and got in. Sam stared at the car then looked behind him as his mother looked at them from the window. He waved then walked to the driver side and drove them to the hotel. The entire ride was silent and they were silent in the elevator as well. Once they got in front of the door Sam broke the silence.

"I'm really sorry..." Mercedes cut him off by hugging him tight. He was shocked that she was hugging him but he held her tight anyway. She pulled away and stepped back as he opened the door to the room and followed her in. "Tomorrow before we leave for Lima, I'm going to make my father apologize to you. I promise." Sam said as he removed his sweater before turning in shock to find Mercedes standing near him. "Did you mean what you said to my dad?"

"I said a lot to him."

"I mean about our love not dying, did you mean it?" Sam asked. She shrugged then smiled before nodding. Sam wasn't sure if this was his time to make a move but he decided it was either now or never. He reached over and pulled her to him then he paused briefly waiting for her to object. When she didn't; he wasted no time to kiss her lips. Her arms slowly wrapped around his neck as Sam's hand held her tighter. They took a couple steps back till her back hit the wall and Sam deepened the kiss. She pulled away briefly to pull his shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground. She reached down for the button and zipper of his jeans before they fell to the ground. Sam lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside before lifting her up and pinning her against the wall.

"Sam." she moaned as Sam trailed kisses all over her neck. He took a nice grip of her thighs with his hands and continued to suckle on her neck.

"You still smell good." Sam stated before carrying her over to the bed and lying her down softly. Once she was on the bed, he quickly made his way over and reclaimed her lips again as she struggled to remove her panties. He smiled when she ran her fingers through his hair. He loved when she did that back then and he loved when she was doing it now. Sam pulled his boxers down and hiked one of her legs up before placing a soft kiss on her ankles.

"Oh Sam." she moaned as he entered her slowly then smiled as she pushed him deeper inside. It had been years since he last felt himself inside of her and he never wanted it to be over. Mercedes seemed to want something different as she began to place kisses on his neck. He couldn't hold still any longer as he began to thrust in and out of her. Mercedes pushed him slightly till she was on top of him pushed him down with her hands. Sam smiled and held on to her waist as she bounced on him hard. He sat up and ran his hand up her back then held the back of her neck before placing kisses on her throat.

"Oh shit!" he cursed as she clenched around him. Sam held her waist and rolled her back to the bed and ran his hands up her thigh, she ran hers down his chest then around his back and held on tight. Mercedes moaned as Sam continued to thrust inside. "I love you so much." Sam stated before jerking inside her till he felt her legs began to quiver. He kissed her a couple times before spooning her from behind and whispering once more that he loved her.

"I love you too, Sam."

"God, that was so good." he stated before pulling her closer to him. "I can't wait to wake up next to you every morning. I was waiting for a good time to tell you about relocating to Memphis to record your album." he stated. "You don't have to move now but soon you'll have to let Puck know about us."

Mercedes listened as Sam rambled on about them getting together. She wasn't sure that they were back together yet and she was definitely not ready to tell Puck. She wasn't sure what she was doing. All she knew was that she wasn't happy with Puck and she refused to stay in a relationship with someone who didn't deserve her like Sam's mother. She had to worry about telling Samyra that she had planned to leave her father first. After dealing with her daughter then she will deal with telling Puck she cheated on him with Sam. But as Sam spoke she couldn't help but realize that she should have left Puck first then slept with Sam. It was all too late now. He was talking about relocating already. Sam was always the type to rush into things without thinking.

"Do you want me there when you tell him about us?" Sam asked as he yawned. She could tell he was falling asleep because the tight grip he had around her was starting to loosen.

"Uh...no I think it will be better if I did that alone." she replied. He placed a kiss on her neck then softly whispered he loved her again before falling asleep. Mercedes tested his arm to see if it was a dead drop before sliding away from his grasp. She slowly got dressed then packed her things before ordering up an Uber. She looked down on the bed and leaned down to place a kiss on his forehead. "I love you, Sam." she stated before leaving the hotel room. She sent him a text message letting him know why she had to leave. Once she was in the Uber, she bought a plane ticket then made a call she thought she'd make when she landed.

"Hey Santana...I need your help."

Boyyyyyyyyyy lemme stop here this was getting way too long. LOL. I was debating on adding her phone convo with Santana but it was getting too lengthy. Now for the reviews:

MLiam- Mercedes really thinks Puck is the father but U will see that show down in 2 more chapters

Lamimi&Whoknows-Yes Stevie is stripping lol and Stacy is the only sane one

Zini-did u get what u wanted lol

Sweetie-so Mercedes messed up her long-term relationship respect thing lol

Sadhappy-Pucks tea gon spill soon

And for those wondering about the paternity of Samyra that part will be spilled with Pucks tea