Here's the new update... I hope all of you like it as much as I enjoyed writing it... Fair Warning... There's no Samcedes interectation but I'm just trying to set the mood for the next chapters...

I ask for all of you to forgive any mistake you might see, my Beta and I are far from perfect. :) Also, I'm uploading this chapter from my phone and well... I don't have to explain a lot, LOL!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything that is affiliated to the show, Ryan Murphy & Co and Fox and to be honest I don't wish to own what is now a sinking ship. But, I do own my thoughts and I will write Samcedes Fics because they live beyond that stupid show. Also, I do not own Made of Honor (the movie in which I am loosely basing this story adding some twists and craziness from my own imagination) but I wish I could be the woman owning Patrick Dempsey's heart.

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Chapter 11

It's been five days of 'I'm sorry but I won't take back what I said' cards, text messages, emails, flowers and anything Sam could think of sending Mercedes but she was drowned in a river of denial and ignored every attempt Sam made to approach her. Sam had showed up at the museum offices four times during those days only to be turn away by Mercedes' secretary and he went to her apartment every night but she never answered the door. Sam was desperate to get a chance to talk to her after what happened at his apartment the day she came back from San Francisco. He wanted her back in his life but this time he wanted her back as his girlfriend more than anything, he put himself out there and he was going to fight for her in any opportunity.

Last time he showed up at Mercedes office was on Friday afternoon, he waited for her at the building's lobby for over an hour but he never got the chance to speak to her. Yes, he knew it felt like he was stalking her but he wanted to catch her whenever she left the office but little did he knew that the receptionist had specific orders to inform Mercedes if Sam showed up at her workplace. However, the odds were on Sam's favor that day, because that was the day he ran into Kurt who became one of his allies.

"Sam? Sam Evans?" Kurt asked. He was on his way out from work but he recognized that defeated looking blondie and he felt like he needed to talk to him.

Sam recognized Kurt from one night that Mercedes took him out for some drinks and they ran into Kurt and his boyfriend, Blaine. "You're Kurt, right? We met one night at that Irish pub Mercedes took me to."

"Yeah! How've you been?" Kurt asked not caring that he already knew the answer.

"Could be better." Sam answered.

"Mercedes is giving you a hard time still?"

"Yeah! How do you know?"

"I just know." Kurt answered nonchalantly.

"I need to see her, I need to talk to her and she keeps rejecting me. I have tried everything and I have failed miserably."

"Well, today is your lucky day because I am going to help you with Mercedes but fair warning, if Mercedes ever finds out that I am helping you out I will harm you, I don't know how but I will." The porcelain skin looking guy told Sam.

"I promise I won't say anything but then we shouldn't meet here. People can recognize me and tell Mercedes and my bet is on the receptionist. She keeps side-eying me every time she can." Sam said looking suspiciously at the full-figured girl behind the counter.

"Lauren, yeah… we need to be very careful about her. She knows everything about everybody. She is the queen of the gossip at the Met. She probably knows more about you that you could ever imagine." Kurt said wickedly.

"Really?" Sam felt a little bit disgusted. How can one person be so interested in other people's lives and still find the chance to live her own? He thought.

"Oh… Yeah… I bet she's googling you right now."

"Stop dude, I am pretty disturbed." Sam snapped.

"Look, here's my biz card with my info. Call me and we can meet up later." Sam took the card and Kurt started to walk away. When Kurt saw that Sam stood in the same place, he told him,

"Sam, it's time for you to leave. Mercedes won't be coming down anytime soon."

"Why?" Sam asked in confusion.

"Because she gave specific orders about not letting you near her office and to let her know about whenever you were in the building so she could stay in her office or use the back door exit and avoid you, but since tomorrow is the opening of the new exhibition I am pretty sure she's going to work late today. Don't waste your time waiting for her, at least not today." Kurt explained.

Sam looked at him defeated and decided to leave with Kurt, once outside they said their goodbyes and parted ways; he hailed for a cab and headed to his apartment. When he got to his apartment, he showered and settled down in his living room for his daily dose of TV junk. A few minutes later, his cellphone started to ring and when he looked at the screen, he was surprised to see his sister's name.

"Stacy, aren't you supposed to be at mom and dad's?"

"Nope. I'm at Grand Central but I don't know which subway I need to take to get to your apartment."

"You're in Manhattan? Why?" Sam asked puzzled.

"Well… I just wanted to visit my brother."

"I am going to pretend that I believed you. Just get a cab; I'll pay for it when you get here."

Stacy got to Sam's apartment a little bit after thirty minutes. He helped her to get settled in the guest room and then he ordered a pizza for dinner. Sam was content about his sister visit but he was bewildered about her actual reasons. He loved Stacy crazily yet been around her scared him because she could read him better than a book and he was actually not ready to tell her about what happened with Mercedes. After the pizza arrived and they were silently enjoying it, Sam, as usual, decided to break the silence.

"Stace?"

"Yes?" Stacy said raising her eyebrow.

"Why are you really here? I mean I know you wouldn't just drop you college friends and life in New Haven to come visit me out of the blue."

"Well… I spoke to Mercedes on Wednesday and even though she didn't say anything explicitly, I could tell something went down between the two of you."

"Oh." Sam looked like he got hit by a bus.

"Oh crap! Things are worse than I thought."

Sam nodded.

"What did you do?" She asked in shock.

"Surprisingly… I followed your advice and told Mercy how I felt only to see everything crumble in my face." Sam vented.

"I don't get it, Samster. Mom, Dad, Stevie and me would swear that both of you are foolishly in love with each other." Stacy said, still quite shocked.

"Stacy, I am in love with Mercedes. I have no doubt about that and I know she feels something for me. That's the reason, no matter she broke my heart into a million pieces with her rejection, I haven't given up on her. I won't give up her no matter what happens because she is the best thing that's ever happen to me. We have had this amazing connection since the night we met and I am not going to lose it because Mercedes doesn't know what she really wants. She can run, she can hide but I will always find her." Sam said with certainty.

"Mercedes Jones changed your life and you didn't even notice."

"I did…. A little too late."

"Sam, you're not late; you need a plan to woo her." She said, picking up the dishes. Sam followed her to the kitchen and while she started washing the dishes, he put away the leftovers. "Dude, remember when I told you that the dude that asked Mercedes out on that date had some advantage because he did it?"

"Yes."

"Well… you have something in your advantage too and it is something that no one can take away from you and that is the knowledge you have about her. You know every little detail about her. What she likes, what triggers her and you know how to make her feel like she's the most important girl in the world. Just use that and your obvious charm and she will let her guard down because the feelings are already there." She said cleaning up the countertop.

The next morning Sam took Stacy out for breakfast at Serendipity 3 because he needed to fill the void of not having Mercedes around another Saturday and because that was Stacy's favorite place to go eat in the city. They really enjoyed their time together; Sam really loved having his sister around because she brought out the silliness in him. They joked about some things that happened when they were little; about their failed attempts on relationships during their high school years, among other things. They spoke about how much they missed Stevie, since he married and moved to Arizona with April. They were happy he rebuilt his life after the Kitty fiasco but they missed the closeness between the three.

Engrossed into their conversation, Sam did not notice there was a certain pair of blue eyes that could not stop watching his every move.

"Who the hell are you looking at so intensely?" The person's companion asked.

"Do you see that blonde dude on the table in the corner?"

"The one talking lively to the blonde girl?"

"Yes."

"What about him?"

"He is one giant fucker and I am going to let him know right now!" The blue-eyed person stormed from the table and in a blink of an eye made it to Sam's table.

"Sam Fucking Evans, you have a lot of explaining to do!"

"This is not what it looks like!" Sam said trying to keep his composure.

"Samster, who's this? Stacy asked in panic since the other patrons started to set their sights on their direction.

A/N: Oh! Oh! What is it with Sam and his easy way to get himself in trouble? Who could that mystery person be? I just hope his past don't come and bite him in the butt once again. I'm in love with Stacy, she's the heroine of this story... That's a fact!

Thoughts about Sam and Kurt's meeting? Will Lauren become a trouble in this newfound alliance between these two?

Stay Tune... Things are getting interesting...

Until Next Time... :)