A/N: Hey guys! We're almost to the end of our Gleelight journey. But don't be discouraged! Oh no; because coming soon is the sequel Glee Moon. (I'll stand by for your raucous applause. lol) No but seriously, after I put this story to bed, I'll be starting Glee Moon so keep an eye out for it.

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DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own: Glee, The Twilight Saga, any characters, places, words, phrases from either. The Staples Apartments (which are awesome btw. Look them up. They're pretty friggin' sweet!), Mercedes (Benz) or anything else you can find in the real world. The OCs are mine although based on characters found in The Twilight Saga, which I previously mentioned, I do not own.

THIS FANFICTION IS UNBETA'D ALTHOUGH PROOFREAD. ALL REMAINING MISTAKES ARE UNINTENTIONAL. APOLOGIES FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE.


When we pulled to a stop in front of the Schuester house, Finn was at the car door. He opened it, scooped me up and carried me inside. Sam was by my side with my bags the moment my feet touched the floor. I felt Sam tense beside me when Will and Christián appeared in front of us.

"Wait." Will said holding his hand up. "He came to warn us about Jesse."

"This isn't my fight and I've grown tired of his games but he's got unparallelled senses, absolutely lethal." Christián said. "I've never seen anything like him in my 300 years. And the woman, Scarlett, don't underestimate her." he said with a curt nod to Will before bolting out of the house. Sam and Will shared a long look.

"But I..." Sam said looking down at me.

"I know, but it's what's best." Will said placing a hand on his son's shoulder. Sam nodded and we moved quickly to the massive garage. When we entered the large white room, his family was milling around.

"I've had to fight our kind before." Mike said as he and Finn entered the garage, followed by Rachel. "They're not easy to kill."

"But not impossible." Finn said. "We'll tear him apart and burn the pieces."

"I don't relish the thought of killing another creature even a sadistic one like Jesse."

"What if he kills one of us first?" Rachel questioned.

"I'm gonna run Mercedes to the airport." Sam said ignoring her. "Can you lead the tracker away from here?"

"No Sam, Jesse knows you would never leave Mercedes." Will said shaking his head. "He'll follow you."

"I'll go with Mercedes." Tina said. "Mike and I will drive her to the airport. I'll keep her safe, Sam."

"Can you keep your thoughts to yourself?" Sam questioned.

"Yes." she answered annoyed.

"Rachel, Quinn, Emma. Could you put these on so that the tracker will pick up Mercedes' scent?" Sam said handing them each a few of my things to wear.

"Why? What is she to me?" Quinn asked her twin brother. I watched him stare at her from the backseat of the Mercedes Tina had placed me in.

"Quinn, Mercedes is with Sam. She's part of this family now." Will said sternly. "And we protect our family." Quinn and Sam started at each other for a few more moments before she turned and followed Rachel and Emma to another car. Everyone quickly packed up trunks and piled into cars. Lauren, Brittany and Santana were staying behind to watch out for my dad. Kurt, Blaine and Artie were headed north. Sam, Finn, Puck and Will were headed south after they helped Rachel, Emma and Quinn spread my scent around Lima.

"Oh God. If anything...what if...if anything happens, I swear to God..." I began when Sam knelt beside car and leaned into my window.

"Nothing's gonna happen." he said looking into my eyes. "There's fifteen of us and two of them; and when everything's done, I'm gonna come back and get you."

"Yeah." I nodded.

"Mercedes, you are my life now." Sam said grabbing my hand. I was shocked for so many reasons. I had no idea that he felt the same as I did and that he was being so sincere. Mike started the car and Sam placed his hand on my cheek. I nuzzled into his hand. The second he moved away, our car and the one holding Kurt, Blaine and Artie sped out of the garage. I looked back through the heavily tinted window as the figure of Sam grew smaller and smaller. I took a deep breath and sighed.

"It'll be ok." Tina said grabbing my hand. "Everything is going to be ok." I squeezed her hand and smiled briefly. I turned back the window. I didn't know what to think or do. I felt helpless. When the three of us arrived at the airport and took off for L. A. I felt like maybe this plan was going to work.

When the plane landed in California, Mike rented a car and we headed to the Staples Apartments. I pulled my phone out and dialed my mom, for like the tenth time.

"Hey Mom. It's me again." I said. "You must've let your phone die or something. I'm not in Lima, but everything's ok and I'll explain later. I love you. Call me back." I said before hanging up. We valeted and headed up to the room. It was much more glamorous than I was expecting for a hideout. Full in-room kitchen, LCD TV, balcony. It was amazing but I was too on edge to enjoy it.

The three of us sat around for hours. I paced the room for a little while until my legs were tired. Mike and Tina sat on the couch watching TV as I sat in the armchair. I was flipping my phone over in my hands when Tina suddenly gasped.

"What is it? What do you see?" Mike questioned. I looked up and waited for her to answer.

"The tracker, he just changed course." Tina replied.

"Where will they take him, Tina?" he asked as he searched around for paper and a pencil.

"Mirrors. A room full of mirrors." she said as she began to sketch something out.

"Sam said the visions weren't always certain." I said as I watched Tina continued to sketch although she was staring off in to space.

"She see the course people are on while they're on it." Mike informed me. "If they change their minds, the vision changes."

"Ok, so the course that the tracker's on now is gonna lead him to a ballet studio?" I asked looking down at the sketch.

"You've been here?" Tina asked, her eyes finding me.

"Yeah. I took lessons as a kid." I said with a slight chuckle remembering the not so graceful dancing I used to demonstrate. "The school I went to had an arch just like that." I said pointing at the drawing.

"Was your school here in L.A.?" Mike asked.

"Yeah." I nodded. My phone vibrated in my hand; I looked down and quickly answered it. "Sam, are you ok?"

"We lost the tracker." he said solemnly. "The woman's still in the area but Rachel, Quinn and Emma went back to join Lauren, Brittany and Santana to protect your dad. I'm coming to get you." Sam informed me. "Then you and I are gonna go somewhere alone. And the other will keep hunting. I'll do whatever it takes to make you safe again."

"I believe you." I said. "I'll see you soon." I said before ending the call.

"Mike and I will check out. You get packed up." Tina said as she and Mike were headed out the door with their bags. I rushed off to my room. It was amazing how much mess I had made in a matter of hours. As I threw things into my bag my phone rang. I picked it up and the screen said home.

"Hey Mom. I'm glad you got my messages." I said answering. "What are you doing home?"

"Mercy? Mercy? Mercy? Where are you?" I heard my mom's panicked voice said on the other end.

"Calm down. Everything's fine." I said trying to reassure her.

"Mercy? Mercy?"

"I'll explain everything later." I heard a rustling noise on phone. "Mom, are you there?"

"William McKinley High School doesn't protect it's students' privacy very well. It was just too easy for Scarlett to find your previous address." the tracker said in my ear. My panic began to set in as he continued. "It's a nice house you have here. I was prepared to wait for you, but then Mom came home after she received a very worried call from you dad, and it all worked out quite well."

"Wait, wait!" I heard my mom's panicked voice say.

"Don't hurt her." I said trying to sound brave even though my insides were tying themselves in knots. "Don't..."

"You can still save her." he said interrupting me. "But you're gonna have to get away from your friends. Can you handle that?"

"Where should I meet you?" I questioned.

"How about your old ballet studio?" he said. "And I'll know if you bring anyone along. Poor mommy will pay the price for that mistake."

"Fine." I said ending the call. Suddenly packing seemed less than important. I shoved my phone back in my pocket and left the room. When I got down to the lobby, I saw Mike and Tina still in line to check out, since the in-room check out service was down. They had their backs to me so I sneaked out the front door. I caught a cab and headed all the way across town.

As the yellow cab sailed over the highway, my mind was pretty clear. 'I'd never given much thought to how I would die. But dying in the place of someone I love, seems like a good way to go.' I thought to myself as the car pulled to a stop in front of Natasha's School of Dance. It was dark out now. I took a deep breath as I put my hand on the handle of the glass door and my other hand thumbed the can of pepper spray my dad had given me. I pulled the door open and entered the dark building. 'I can't bring myself to regret the decisions that brought me face-to-face with death. They also brought me Sam.' I thought as I walked down the long corridor to the room I used to take ballet lessons.

My nerves were on complete edge but this was about my mom. I wasn't going to run away. I took slow, easy steps into the wide, open room with the hardwood floors and mirror lined walls. There were several pillars thought out the room and they each had mirrors on all four sides. I took a few more steps when I heard my mom's voice.

"Mercy? Mercy? Mercy, where are you?" she called.

"Mom?" I called out to her.

"Mercy?"

"Mom?" I called again running toward her voice.

"There you are. What are you doing in here?" she said when I stepped in front of a double door closet.

"Everyone makes fun of me." I heard a younger version of myself say. I pulled the doors open and I realized that it had been a video of a long time ago, taken by Grant.

"Come on, you're a wonderful dancer." she said as I watched the memory.

"Mom, I suck." I said as I sat beside my mom in a purple leotard and black tutu. I suddenly heard a manically laugh.

"You do not suck." my mom said on the video. I took yet another deep breathe before I turned around and was face-to-face with about 100 different tracker's being reflected in the mirrors.

"That's my favorite part." Jesse said with a slick smile. "You were a stubborn child, weren't you? Hmm?" he asked as he caressed my face with his cold fingers.

"She's not even here." I said stating the obvious but I couldn't make my brain say anything else.

"No." he said pushing me against the wall and sniffing my hair. "Sorry. But you know, you really made it too easy. So, to make things more entertaining..." he said stepping away from me. "I'm gonna make a little film of our time together." I couldn't look into his red eyes. If I did that then I knew it was real and all this was actually happening. "I borrowed this from your house. I hope you don't mind." Jesse said as he pulled a small video camera out of his pocket. "Good. And...action." he said pointing the camera in my face. I tried to control my tears. I did not want the tracker to see me cry. I didn't want him to think I was weak. "That'll break Sam's little heart."

"Sam has nothing to do with this!" I shouted.

"But he does." Jesse said stepping close to me, looking me in the eyes. "Oh, his rage will make for more interesting sport than his feeble attempt to protect you. And let's continue." he said stepping away again. I reached in my pocket, pulled out my pepper spray, shot him in the eyes and hauled ass toward the door. I heard him growl as I ran as fast as I could. Before I made it to the door, he somehow landed in front of me, grabbed my arm and flung me into one of the pillars. I cracked my head on the corner. I put my hand to the back of my head and it came back bloody. "Beautiful. Very visually dynamic." As I sat up, against the pillar, I saw him walking toward me, camera in hand. "I chose my stage well." I grunted as he grabbed my hand and inhaled the blood that laid there. "It's too bad he didn't have the strength to turn you." I snatched my hand away. "Instead, he kept you this fragile little human. It's cruel really." Suddenly, Jesse grabbed my leg and I felt my fibula crack and break. I screamed as he grinned devilishly. "Tell Sam how much it hurts." I screamed again as he dug his fingers in deeper. "Tell him to avenge you. Tell him!"

"No Sam! Don't!" I screamed at the pain in my leg.

"Tell him! Tell him!" Jesse screamed. All of a sudden, Jesse was being thrown across the room by Sam. He turned to look at me and we locked eyes for a long moment. Jesse shot back across the floor, grabbed Sam by the neck and slammed him against the mirrored wall. "You're alone. 'Cause you faster than the others." he said his hand around his neck, slamming Sam's head against the mirror, cracking it. "But not stronger."

"I'm strong enough to kill you." Sam growled as he pushed him off and kicked him in the chest all the way across the room. "I'm sorry." Sam said as he picked me up bridal style. He went to jump onto the balcony but Jesse grabbed his leg and pulled us back down to the floor. Sam dropped me and I rolled across some broken glass and he flung him into a window. I reached down and pulled the large hunk of glass that sticking out of my leg and the blood began to gush. I rolled over on my back and Jesse was right beside me. He was staring at Sam as he sank his teeth into my wrist. I cried at the pain.

Sam attacked Jesse again but I couldn't focus on what was going on with them. The burning that I was radiating through my body was insane. I could feel it in my toes, fingers and muscles. In every tiny atom in my body, I could feel burning. I tried to focus on the fight going on around me. I saw Sam slam Jesse against one of the glass pillars, cracking it into a million pieces but then I had to close my eyes and scream again. It was getting harder to breathe as I opened my eyes again.

"Mercedes, Mercedes, it's ok." I heard Tina's voice say in the distance. I could feel her hands on my arm and leg and the pressure was causing the fire to flare up. In a moment of clarity, I saw Tina touch my bloody thigh. She puts her hand to her nose and inhaled. "Will? Her blood." she called out. "Will?"

"Tina!" I heard Mike call.

"Tina go." Will said suddenly by my side. She got up and rushed to the other side of the room where Mike and Finn were holding Jesse. I focused on her as she jumped on the tracker, ripped his head from his body and tossed it in the large fire that Puck had started. "Her femoral artery's been severed. She's losing too much blood." Will said to Sam who had sank to his knees beside me, as he applied heavy pressure to my wound.

"No, no, no! My head is burning!" I said tortuously.

"It's the venom." Sam said in a heavy voice.

"You have a choice. You could let the change happen." Will said.

"No." Sam said shaking his head. "No."

"It's gonna happen, Sam. I've seen it." Tina said returning to my side, holding my arm and leg trying to stop me from thrashing around.

"It doesn't have to be that way." Sam grumbled.

"She's still hemorrhaging. Tina, make me a tourniquet. Your belt." Mr. Schuester said. She worked speedily to follow his instructions.

"Will, what's my other option?" Sam asked. I could feel him staring at me although I couldn't open my eyes to look at him.

"Tie it above my hands." Will said to Tina. I felt the belt get tighter and tighter around my leg.

"Will!" Sam yelled. I opened my eyes momentarily to see Will push Tina away from my blood and to see Puck, Mike and Finn throwing the remaining pieces of Jesse St. James into the huge fire.

"You could suck the venom out." Will said to his son.

"You know I won't be able to stop." Sam said avoiding eye contact with Will and I.

"Then find the will to stop." Will said sternly. "But choose. She only has minutes left.

"I'm gonna make it go away, Mercedes." Sam said softly, grabbing my arm. "I'm gonna make it go away." I inhaled sharply as I watched him sink his teeth into the festering burn in the shape of a mouth on my wrist. Sam moaned pleasurably as I groaned at the pull in my veins.

"Sam stop. Her blood is clean. You're killing her." Will said quickly. "Sam, stop." he said as I begin to feel weak. "Stop." I heard him whisper. "Find the will." he said as all the memories of Sam and I came rushing back to the forefront of my mind.

'Death is peaceful. Easy. Life is harder.' I thought to myself before it all faded to black.