A/N: there's a certain part in here that I think you won't like… but don't worry, it will get better… maybe. Anyway, chapter 12..

"Sammy? Sammy where are you?" Mercedes said looking around the lake. She and Sam decided to go for a swim down at the quarry. Sam and Mercedes were splashing around and having fun when Sam decided to play a trick on her. He went underwater and was waiting for her to notice he was gone. She looked around and didn't see him anywhere. He swam towards her and popped up at the last minute. Mercedes' face looked almost white with terror.

"Got you!" Sam said with a smile. But Mercedes didn't move. She just stood there with a face stricken with shock.

"Babe? Are you ok?" Sam asked... She didn't answer. Sam waved his hands in front of her face but Mercedes body was statuesque.

"Mercy... I was just kidding... Honestly."
With that Mercedes' face turned into a smile and she splashed water directly into his face.

"Ha! Got you!" she said pointing to his chest. Sam laughed while flipping his hair back and grabbed her to him. Mercedes tried to get away but his arms held her firmly to his muscular chest.

"No way... You're not going anywhere darlin." he shook his hair out at her wetting her face. Mercedes giggled and punched his chest trying to get out of his strong hold.

"Sam! Let me go before you get my weave wet!"

He gave her his signature crooked smile and kissed her lips. She accepted the kiss and returned it with just as much passion.
"Now will let me go?" Mercedes asked once their lips released.

"Never." he replied.

Mercedes woke up to her alarm buzzing. She had yet another dream about him. She hated that she was reliving all their moments together. She just wanted to forget him. Forget that he loved her, forget that she loved him. She wanted to forget that she gave herself to him... All of herself, only for him to bounce off to west bumble fuck and never see her again. The last time he called her was the morning after he made it to Kentucky. The call was awkward and you could feel the tension over the phone. And then that was it. No more calls or cute text messages from him. Not even a letter. Truth was Mercedes wasn't really expecting anything, it was merely hope. She was hoping that he was still lingering... Like she was. But deep down inside, she knew. A guy like Sam doesn't linger. Hell, he got over Quinn like he got over a 24hour stomach virus. And when he found out Santana was dating karofsky he didn't give two and a half fucks. So Mercedes knew that he had moved on. She didn't blame him; she just hoped he was happy. Even though she was dying inside, regressing into herself more and more, day by day, she honestly just hoped he was happy.

It was 12 o clock in the afternoon and Mercedes decided that she had to eat something. She skipped dinner the past two days because as she said to her mother "my life is over! Which means I don't have to eat!" her mother called her a drama queen and Mercedes went upstairs and slammed her door. She even called Sam. From a blocked number of course. He picked up and she just listened to him ask "who is this?" over and over. Once he hung up she cried at her desperation. Was it really that bad that she had called her ex-boyfriend just to hear him speak? Mercedes shook the thoughts out of her mind and made herself a sandwich. She toasted the bread, added some Mayo and cheese and then the turkey and lettuce. She sat at her kitchen table alone looking through her Facebook updates. She noticed that Sam had updated and it read "you never know how much you miss someone until you are away from them."

Mercedes secretly wished he was talking about her but her mind kept telling her, he wasn't. But she went to his wall anyway and looked through all his recent updates. The one that stood out to her was "Samuel Captain America Evans now works at Dairy Queen (DQ)"

She was happy he got a job. She smiled and liked it. "Oh shit" she thought. 'Now he's going to know I'm stalking him'

Mercedes thought about unliking it when her phone rang. The familiar tune of "Devil in a Blue Dress" told Mercedes exactly who was calling "Santana".

She picked it up reluctantly and said "hello Santana... How can I help you?"

"Jesus wheezy, turn down the tude'. I was just calling you to see if you wanted to hang out with Britt, me and Tina today?"

"I already told Tina no. I don't feel like hanging out today. Actually I don't feel like doing much of anything lately."

"You can say that again. Between you and trouty I have no idea who's Facebook wall is more depressing."

Mercedes almost choked on a piece of sandwich. How the hell did Santana find out about her and Sam? Were they being too obvious with their subliminal updates?

"What are you talking about? I don't post depressing stuff, neither does Sam."

"Oh please... Every one of y'all updates makes me want to kill myself. Trouty obviously misses all of us and you are just sad cause you're forever alone."

"Whew!" Mercedes thought. "Santana knows nothing."

"Thanks for stating the obvious, bitch." Mercedes replied dryly.

Santana laughed and added, "Don't worry girl! That's all about to change because your auntie snixx is throwing a hella party tonight at my rents house. And you have to come cause I invited literally half the school."

"I told you. I'm not going to any party. I just want to spend the rest of the summer alone. Then have a great senior year and never have to see anyone ever again."

"You are laying too much on my plate their Aretha. You seem stressed, just come to my bash! Have some fun and loosen that tight vagina of yours for one night. Not saying you have to lose your v card to some suspect looking fool, just saying come party with snixx and then go home and sing sad songs about how no one loves you."

"Tana look I know you're just trying to help but..." Mercedes words were cut off by the doorbell, she told Santana to hold on and she ran to open the door. Standing on her porch was Santana, Tina and Brittany.

"You were saying?" Santana said hanging up the call and rudely inviting herself in.

She, Brittany and Tina went into the living room and sat down on the couch.

"Why are you all here?" Mercedes asked them.

"Because, you can say no to us over the phone but I doubt you'll be able to resist Tina's Asian persuasion, my attitude towards just about everything and Britt's puppy dog face... Show her Britt." Santana said nudging Brittany. Brittany showed her and Mercedes started to burst out in laughter.

"Ahh! We got a smile! Does that mean Ms. Mercedes is joining us tonight for the party?" Tina asked.

Mercedes shrugged her shoulders and thought, "What the hell! I deserve a little fun... Right? I bet Sam's is having fun right now..."

"Ok! I'll go... But Tina, you're going to have to help me find something to wear!" Tina jumped up and smiled at her saying "Of course!"

Santana linked pinkies with Brittany and said, "Ok, Coffee and Asian cream we gotta go. Britt's and I needs to hit the mall before the party."

"Yeah... I told Santana I wanna look sexy... But yummy. Like Katy Perry on the cover of her newest album." Brittany added.

Tina and Mercedes laughed and Brittany and Santana said their goodbyes and headed out for the door.

Once upstairs Mercedes was rummaging through her closet while Tina decided to go on her computer and update her status real quick. Before she pulled up the Internet Tina saw a photo album on Mercedes' computer. It had the initials S&M in it. Curiosity got the best of Tina and she opened it. Inside she saw photos of Mercedes and Sam. Them at the lake together, at a carnival near a tilt a whirl... One with Sam sleeping on her bed, and lots of them kissing. Her favorite was the one on the park bench. They were kissing and smiling at the same time. Mercedes came out of the closet with lots of clothes and Tina quickly exited out of the album.

"Ok, so I have a lot of suggestions... So bear with me." Mercedes picked up a black wrap dress and put it over her body. Tina turned around in her chair and crossed her arms and pursed her lips.

"I'm guessing by the look on your face you don't like the dress?" Mercedes asked.

"The dress is gorgeous... I guess I'm just a little upset..." Tina started

"Why? Did something pop up on your Facebook that you didn't like?" Mercedes laughed, but Tina's face was still the same. She seemed pissed about something.

"I honestly thought we were best friends Mercedes..." Tina said.

"We are... Why are you telling me something I already know?" Mercedes was so confused.

"Hmm... Maybe because you dated Sam Evans and didn't even think to tell me about it?"


Sam didn't know how to handle it. Being away from her was so painful. Somedays he wanted to just get in his dad's car and drive as fast as he could and see her. It wouldn't of mattered if she didn't love him anymore. He would still knock on her door, kiss her hard and then tell her he missed her. Which he hoped would lead to her telling him that she still loved him and then some very passionate reunion sex. If only he could, Sam thought. Every day he would check his Facebook just to see if she had updated, and when she did it would be a depressing love quote or something of that variety and Sam wished on everything that it was about him. Sam he kept telling himself that they weren't, that she probably just put it up to put it up, one of those "Meh"statues but sadly he knew that they weren't. So in turn he would update his Facebook with something just as depressing, trying to see if she got the hint. He missed her and still loved her. But it seemed to have no effect. She didn't write on his wall or like any of his posts. Well except the one where he updated his work information. He smiled when he saw the like. Even miles away she was still proud of him. It almost made him call her just to have a silly conversation about how for the first week he had no idea how to work the soft serve machine. But he fought against it.

Sam got up and looked over to the glass picture of him and her. His fingers grazed it gently before he went into the shower. He was working the late shift tonight and he hated it. That's when all the Kentucky burn outs would show up and order stupid shit. Sam would've quit if he had a better job offer and if his family didn't need the money. Sam got out of the shower and decided to update his Facebook before work. Looking through the barrel of bullshit for Mercedes the only update he found was Mercedes Divalious Jones is going to Santana Lopez's "fuck! School is almost back Bash"

Sam felt a twinge of jealously. Mercedes was having fun, living life with all of their friends and he had to work. He sighed and got dressed taking his jacket off the chair and exiting the door.

He got to work on time for once and he punched in and put on that awful shirt that smelled of old fries and ice-cream. He said hello to his co-worker slash almost friend Brett. Brett was kind of an idiot but Sam thought he was cool, he was nerdy like Sam and he happened to love marvel comics so Sam decided to become his friend.

Sam stood behind the cash register while Brett sat on the counter tapping his hands making a false beat.

"Dude... Get down. Before the manager comes and sees you! He'll write both of us up."

"Manager's not here today, he told me since you seem like the smartest one here you're in charge buddy." Brett tapped his shoulder.

Sam sighed. Just what he fucking needed more work. Soon their first costumer came in. She was beautiful, thin, Honey blonde locks that would have any cat purring. She walked over to the cash register and Sam began the routine.

"Hello! Welcome to DQ! How can I help you?"

"Well... You can start by giving me an Oreo blizzard and your name." Sam looked to Brett who was already on his way to make it. He came back a few minutes later with it and then she handed Sam the money in a very seductive manner.

"So you really aren't going to tell me your name?" she asked again.

Sam looked down and pointed to his name tag. She laughed and grazed the tag with her fingers. "Well, Sam... I'm Mindy and I'm gonna put this simply..."

She put her finger in the blizzard and then put the ice-cream covered finger in her mouth. "I want you. Sam."

Sam looked away and Bret jumped over the counter. "Take me! Fuck this loser! I'll do whatever you want baby."

Mindy rolled her eyes at him and then focused back on Sam. "Ummm that's good to know but I'm not interested. Sorry."

Mindy slammed the blizzard down on the counter and said, "Seriously? You really don't want all of this?" she was pointing at her square figure. Sam almost laughed. 'Is she serious?'he said to himself.

"I'm definitely sure I don't want all of whatever that is." Sam said with a hint of laughter. 'Nope! She's not curvy and she has nothing to hold onto.' Sam thought.

"Ugh, whatever you're the one missing out hot stuff." she winked at him and Sam wished she would just get her thirsty ass out of the store.

"I'll let you watch me walk away and think about it... I'll be back sexy." she sauntered out of the store and Sam breathed a sigh of relief. Brett however looked like he just came in his work pants.

"Dude! How could you not hit that...? She was all over you like white on rice!" Brett hit his shoulder and Sam just shrugged.

"She just... Wasn't my type, that's all."

"Are you kidding? She's everybody's type! If I put her in front of my grandmother even she would try to get her out of her panties!" Brett said.

Sam laughed. Brett may be silly but he was funny as all hell.

"Seriously, man... What gives? You got a girl already?"

Sam mind was saying "Yes! Her name is Mercedes and she's beautiful. I'm so in love with her it hurts and I want to be the father of each and every one of her babies."

But instead he went with, "Nope. No girlfriend."

"Oh... OH!" Brett seemed to come to a realization. "Are, you... Are you.. Gay?"

Sam face grew red with shock immediately he replied "No! I'm not gay! I swear!"

"Then tell me? Why would you deny yourself a hottie who was clearly throwing herself at you. Dude I bet if I wasn't here she would've agreed to fuck you on the counter."

"I... I'm just not in the mood for dating... Or fucking or otherwise." Sam answered.

Brett looked at his face and knew that expression. Sam was hiding something.
"Oh. My. God!" Brett yelled.

"What?" Sam asked.

"You're in love aren't you?" Brett says.

"No... I'm not! Look can we drop this?"

"No way man. I have a super power now, and that super power is to know when my best friend is madly in love with a girl!"

"Seriously Brett? I'm your Best friend?" Sam laughed.

"Whatever man! It would explain why you shoot down almost every girl who comes in here and flirts with you. It would also explain your weird mood swings."

"Brett! Let. It. Go. Ok?" Sam said almost yelling at him.

"I will not! Not until you give me a name!" Brett was pestering him and Sam was on the edge of just punching his lights out to shut him up for a while.

"Ok! I'll give you a name if you promise that as soon as I do you will act your age and get back to work!" Sam couldn't believe he had to treat Brett like he treats Stevie.

"I promise... Name?" Brett asked.

"Ok... Her name is, Mercedes."


Mercedes wasn't having a good time. She and Tina had an argument back at her house and Tina told her that she needed time to simmer, after Mercedes made her promise not to tell anyone. Tina agreed and they made it to the party around 9:30. Mercedes danced with Santana and Brittany in the middle of the dance floor for a while. Trying to get over everything. Sam being gone... Her fight with Tina. Her fleeting friendship with Kurt... Everything. She soon got hot and took a seat in the nearest corner. She watched everyone dance and she couldn't help but think about Sam. She wondered how he was doing. Then she remembered when he took her to the lake at night time and then they played the radio from Mercedes car and they danced almost all night. It was one of the best nights of her life. She remembered that's when Sam got to touch her boobs. He was such a nerd when it came to touching her boobs. Jiggling them in his hands and smiling. Mercedes' memories were interrupted by a big man asking her something.

"I'm sorry what?" she asked getting out of her Sam Evans filled haze.

"I said you look like you aren't haven't much fun." he sat down next to her and smiled. His smile was so genuine.

"What gave it away?" Mercedes said laughing.

"I guess it was the fact that you are the most beautiful girl here and yet you're sitting in the corner."

Mercedes blushed. She hadn't been called beautiful since the night she gave herself to Sam. "Thank you." she said simply.

"Oh you're definitely welcome, Mercedes." he said with a smile.

"How do you know my name?" she asked. 'Is this guy some stalkering fool?' she asked herself.

"Well for one, we go to the same church, and the same school. I just never had the courage to talk to you before."

"How come I haven't noticed you before?"

"Well I stopped going to church with my parents and you seem like the kinda girl that only focuses on one thing "her dreams". I've seen you sing in the choir. You are amazing. I'm pretty sure you don't have time for the lil folk such as myself." he laughed lightly.

"Thank you... Umm" Mercedes said again. "I didn't catch your name... What is it?"

He smiled and said, "It's Shane. Shane Tinsley."

Mercedes got in late and immediately took off her party clothes. Not even thinking about putting on a shirt or pants. She went to her computer, logged into Facebook and smiled when she saw a friend request from Shane. They talked all night and he was sweet and nice, and he kept calling her beautiful almost all night. She quickly accepted and then went back to her bed plopping down on it. She put her phone on the charger and pulled the covers over her. The day that started out a fucking mess ended up being pretty good. Mercedes could feel herself fading when she heard Sam's ringtone of "Michael Jackson's "The Way You Make Me Feel"She looked down at the phone to make sure she heard it right and there it was his name popping up. She answered it on the third ring.

"Sam?" she asked suspiciously

"Yeah... Uh, Hey Mercy, How are you?"

"Am I dreaming?" she asked to the phone.

"I don't know... I don't think you are. Unless we both are?" he chuckled.

"It's just that... You haven't called me in forever, or texted or anything. And now out of the blue you call me? Is there something wrong?"

"No! There isn't. I just... I just wanted to talk to you. I just got off of work and I kinda had a shitty day, and I started to remember that time I had a terrible day at the shop in Lima and we talked until we both fell asleep? Do you remember?"

Mercedes sighed. She did remember. She and Sam talked all night about everything and nothing. "Yeah... I remember. I remember a lot of things Sam."

"Yeah... Me too." there was a very awkward silence for at least a minute before Sam said something.

"Well... I guess I should... Go to sleep then? Yeah... I should... Goodnight Mercy."

"Sam... This doesn't have to be weird unless you want it to be. Just say what you have to say." Mercedes managed to say before he hung up.

"I don't know how to ask you this but umm... Can you stay on the phone with me till I fall asleep? I kinda miss us doing that... You can say no- obviously... If it's too weird-"

"Ok." is all she replied cutting him off.

"Ok? Ok as in yes? Or ok as in no?"

"Okay as in yes, Sam... I forgot you like to over analyze things." she laughed.

"Hey! It's not my fault! Blame the dyslexia!"

Mercedes laughed again and then she and Sam had a two hour long conversation. Once Sam heard Mercedes lightly snoring into the phone that's when he ended the call, closed his eyes and went to sleep.


A four month pregnant Mercedes got out of the limo and made her way down the red carpet. She hated these things now a days. Yes she was nominated for two Grammys but she was tired all the time and hormonal. Not to mention stressed, because she knew Sam was going to be there. He still didn't know about the baby and Mercedes couldn't be any happier. The label made her lose weight for the album cover but she was far from skinny, so the baby bump wouldn't even stir any feathers. Her publicist and former best friend Tina held onto her arm helping her to the carpet where all those damn photographers were waiting to take pictures. Mercedes stood there while they took shot after shot of her and all she kept thinking was 'fuck everybody'. She forced herself to smile and as if Tina was reading her mind she whispered in her ear "Relax Mercy. Nobody knows. You don't have to be so hostile."

Mercedes gave Tina her side eye even though she knew she was right. She then proceeded down the carpet. Her long red dress caused almost everyone to look in her direction, from photographers to celebrities. Mercedes was actually feeling pretty good after her interview with an aging Ryan Secrest... He picked her as the favorite to win album of the year tonight and Mercedes couldn't have agreed more. After all her pain and heartache she experienced over the last two years all she wanted now was to move on and win some more Grammys.

Then as if the devil himself heard her happiness from hell, she Saw Sam Evans walking down the carpet with some floosy he was obviously fucking. She looked over to him and then he caught her gaze. She flipped her hair ignoring his wink at her and went inside. She wasn't going to be bothered with Sam tonight. Nothing in the world was going to bring her down. Not even him and his whore. Mercedes rubbed her belly then took her seat next to Beyoncé. Who told her 'good luck' and winked.

Mercedes won the Grammy for best R&B album and now it was time for album of the year. She was up against so many greats that she honestly didn't think she stood a chance. When her name was called she sat there shocked as all hell. Tina nudged her and Mercedes got up and went to accept. She thanked everyone including god. She usually would thank Sam who was standing and clapping but never again would she thank that asshat for anything.

Once the Grammys were over they went to an after party and Mercedes was celebrating her win in a big way. She was dancing up on whoever wanted to dance and then she felt familiar hands around her waist. She turned around and saw Sam.

"What are you doing?" she asked in anger.

"Dancing with you... That's obvious." he smiled at her then Mercedes pushed him away.

"Stay away from me!" she yelled while making her way through the crowd. She hoped he didn't feel the hardness of her belly while his hands were around her. Mercedes made it out back and breathed in the fresh air. Her peace was interrupted once Sam found her.

"Mercedes! There you are! Why did you run away?"

"Because, I want nothing to do with you! Do you understand?"

"Look, I know we said some harsh words 2 months ago but I didn't mean them and I know you didn't either."

"Like hell I didn't! I meant every word! I hate you Sam! Do you know that? That I hate you?"

"Mercy... Please," Sam tried to say.

"Don't you Mercy me! I hate you! I hate what you did to us! I hate that I have to see you everywhere! I hate that I slept with you out of weakness..."

Mercedes was crying now. She pushed up against the wall and let the tears fall. 'Damn these pregnancy hormones!' Mercedes thought. Sam just stood there. He didn't know what to say or do at this point. All he wanted was a chance at an olive branch with Mercedes. Even if that meant just friendship. Sam hated that she wasn't in his life, somehow, someway.

"Do you wanna know what I hate the most?" Mercedes said wiping her tears away. "I hate that no matter how hard I try to fight it, I still love you." She cried even harder now.

Sam moved forward and tried to grab her hands. She pushes him away and yells "Don't you touch me! Ever again do you understand me?" Sam moves towards her again and grabs her arms. She fights him... Trying to pull him away. He kisses her once, twice and then another. She slaps him hard in the face. It only causes him to kiss her again harder. He pushes her up against the wall and begins kissing her everywhere. Mercedes pushes him back once more but something in Sam kept telling him to keep trying. He presses his body to hers, looking her in the eye, while his hands run up her thighs in a slow motion. Mercedes gets lost in him and his feel. What does this man do to me? She kept asking herself.

He cups her ass through her dress and Mercedes could now feel his hardness against her pregnant belly. That's when Mercedes knew that this wasn't right. She shouldn't let him touch her like this, taste her like this… especially when he didn't know she was carrying his baby in her belly.

"Sam..." Mercedes says in a moan. Sam's hardness was grinding into her and she could feel it through her dress. His lips make it down to her neck right to her spot. 'Damn him for knowing how to turn Mercedes' on 101' Mercedes thought.

"Sam we can't do this..." she tried again.

"Here? I know. Let me take you home... Right now!" Sam whispered against her neck.

"No, Sam I mean, we can't do this at all." Mercedes pushes him back gently this time.

"If this is because of what happened between us mercy, I want you to know something..."

"Sam... Don't do this." Mercedes pleaded. She would give anything for him to walk away right now and go back to his floozy.

"No! Mercy you need to know... I'm not going to stop fighting for us. If I have to spend the rest of my life trying to atone what I did then so be it. You are it for me, Mercedes. I knew it the night I asked you to dance and they played jar of hearts. I've been in love with you since junior prom and nothing is going to change that. I'll do whatever it takes to love you the way you deserve to be loved again."

Mercedes looked down at her belly and rubbed it gently. "Sam... There are factors that could change everything. Even your feelings towards me..." Mercedes looked down and swallowed hard. Was she really gonna tell him now?

"Whatever it is Mercedes... I'm sure we can work it out..." Sam says.

'No time like the present..' Mercedes thought." she exhaled and said, "Sam... I'm pregnant."


Sam woke up in a sweat. He looked around the Kentucky room and then buried his face into his pillow. He then picked up his phone and saw he had a text from Mercedes.

Future wife: had a very weird dream! Call me sometime tomorrow and I'll tell you about it? :).