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AN: You all know by now I love you! You guys are so amazing, and the feedback I receive due to this fic is unbelievable. Thank you!

And i want to shout out to the fellow Samchel shippers who have started writing all the other amazing fics here! They are all so good and it's amazing to see others who have converted to shipping Sam/Rachel.

AN/2: i had a bit of writers block this chapter, but hopefully it's okay.

Next chapter, Sam/Rachel will work on their mash up indefinately and end up presenting it to the glee club :)

Twists and Turns - 12/

There was something about Rachel Berry.

In all honesty, there was nothing actually wrong with her. Sure, the way she perceived herself most of the time in school and during glee club was a little over rated and obnoxiously self centred - but Quinn didn't really care much for her or at least, she hadn't. The only reason she started her hate on Berry was because of Finn. And that was enough for Quinn to realise that maybe sometimes, it wasn't all about who you are that made people like you, maybe it was who you weren't.

Rachel Berry had been a nobody. She wasn't noticed for being popular or being head of the cheerios or head of the celibacy club - but she had one thing Quinn envied. That was talent. Quinn admitted to herself the moment she joined glee, that Rachel had something others may not understand. Rachel had dreams and high hopes for the future and she knew where she was going. Quinn on the other hand, had no idea. After her and Finn broke up and the whole baby scandal was leaked, Quinn decided a new year, new start - and no boys. But then Sam Evans came along all charming and surfer like. He was a bit of a geek and was horribly self conscious of the way he looked, but he made her smile. But again, there was something about Rachel Berry. Something that all guys seemed to find interesting, or enduring. Quinn was determined to find it out because no matter how hard she tried, she could never see anything in Rachel Berry that was deemed likeable. So Quinn had absolutely no idea why every boy she seemed to like - ended up liking her.

The room was silent. Everyone was waiting on Quinn's answer to Mercedes question about her break up with Sam. Rachel was now seated back under the blanket, however, Santana had squeezed herself in between Rachel and Sam muttering something about a dead leg.

Kurt was braiding Brittany's hair and was whispering something in her ear which made her smile every so often.

"It was complicated." Was the first words that escaped Quinn's lips. Sam had let out a sigh of relief of sorts, and had caught her eye. But then Quinn swallowed and continued. "We broke up for several reasons. It wasn't because we stopped liking each other, right Sam?" Everyone turned to look at Sam. Quinn had no idea why she was protected Rachel and Sam's secret.

"Yeah I mean. We are still friends. It's just…" He trailed off as Quinn took over.

"We're at different stages and to be honest…" She looked over at Rachel. "I never really got over Finn."

Kurt gasped, his mouth hanging ajar. Brittany 'ooo'ed giving Santana a look.

Rachel stared up at Quinn. Everything was silent again until a mutter came from Puck.

"bull." He whispered.

Sam elbowed him. "Dude."

Puck ran his hand through his Mohawk. "Q. No offence. You never gave a shit about Hudson. You never gave a shit about any of the guys you've done and dusted."

Rachel whipped her head round and gave him a glare. Although Rachel wasn't exactly wanting to defend Quinn, she couldn't help but think that was a little mean.

Puck shrugged his shoulders, giving Rachel a look. "Come on. I'm just saying what everyone's thinking. You didn't love Finn."

Quinn rounded her eyes at him. "How the hell would you know Puck? You obviously didn't care about him all that much because you happily had sex with me. And then when you found out I was pregnant, you said clearly it couldn't be Finn's because he was 'your boy' and he would have told you. You don't do that to people you care about. But then you did it again. You kissed his girlfriend behind his back. It was said later that you didn't want to hurt Finn again, but you already did by kissing Berry."

Puck nodded his head. He knew that. He had fucked up. Quinn continued, spilling her venom out at Puck. "I know I made a mistake talking to you that night. And I regretted it ever since. Finn knew this. I apologised for months and I knew that apologising wasn't enough. He needed to regain trust, he needed to learn how to trust again." She frowned and then looked to Rachel. "I don't know why, but he found that with you."

There was hurt in her eyes as she said that. "I never meant for anything to happen this way. And I lied to you earlier. I spent the night with Finn"

"I KNEW IT!" Kurt shouted, raising his finger.

Everyone shushed him. Quinn wasn't taking any notice of them all. She was solely focused on Rachel, who didn't seem to be as shocked as the others.

"We didn't sleep together, if that's what your thinking. Because I don't do that to get back at people." She flashed her gaze for a second towards Sam before looking back at Rachel. "We just talked, about everything."

Rachel's voice was a mere whisper. "Did he forgive you?" She asked. Bracing herself for the answer she already knew.

"Yes." It wasn't Quinn who answered this time. Standing behind her was Finn. He casually strolled in, like nothing was going on and looked around at the others.

"I did forgive her." He said, rubbing her arm gently. She turned to look at him with a small smile.

Rachel's eyes widened. Puck let out a gruff laugh. But neither of them spoke.

"What the actual FUCK?" Sam belted.

Quinn and Finn stared at him and everyone else simply stiffened. It was the first time they had ever heard Sam swear and it was really quite strange because Sam wasn't one to get involved into other peoples issues.

Finn raised his eyebrow. "What?"

Sam rose to his feet. "Okay, let me get this straight. You." He pointed at Quinn. "Lied to him for months about this…this baby - and that you ACTUALLY had sex with Puck? And he…forgave you?"

Finn adverted his gaze. Quinn bit her lower lip. "Dude, it wasn't… like…that" Finn stuttered.

Sam rolled his eyes. "And you. Don't even get me started man. I haven't been here long. But you're relationship with Rachel? You were the worse boyfriend to her. I mean, you treated her like crap. You never defended her. You basically downsized her in the locker room that one time. But you claimed to 'love' her?"

Finn shrugged. "You don't understand." He said, gritting his teeth.

"Yeah. You're right. I don't." He looked over to Rachel before looking back at Finn. The quaterback was quite a bit taller than Sam was, but Sam wasn't going to let that stop him. Ever since breaking up with Rachel, Finn had turned into a cocky argont, jock. And Sam certainly didn't like this Finn.

"Rachel really liked you…And it's a bit stupid because she only KISSED Puck and you can't even forgive her? I mean. You forgive Quinn for all that other stuff." Sam was shaking his head.

Finn looked over at Rachel, who was wearing a facial expression he couldn't recall.

"It's not that I don't forgive you Rach. I said, I never thought you'd hurt me like that, Y'know?" He asked, a whisper directed at her.

"Can we not do this here?" She asked, her fingers digging into Santana's hand because she was squeezing it so hard. "I don't need this - any of it." She cried, she hurried out of the room. And for once. Nobody commented about her being a diva and storming out. Because everyone could understand that she had a pretty valid reason to be upset.

Puck had offered to go after her, alongside Santana and even Mercedes. Finn apologised to the group and tried to make out that he wanted to go after Rachel. This caused everyone to mouth about how he was causing the trouble and Puck decided it was time, so he punched the taller boy in the face - calling it payback - not just because he deserved it. In the end, Sam said he was going to go after her. Nobody questioned why he should. He just went.

He found her in the bathroom. She wasn't crying. She was sat on the lid of the toilet seat, with her hands folded neatly over her lap. She was wearing a black sweatshirt that had an owl printed on it, with a red skirt and some knee high socks. Sam vaguely remembered her wearing something similar on the first day he'd seen her. She had her overnight bag next to her, and poking from the side was the cheerios uniform.

"Hey." He said, leaning against the doorway. She didn't look up, simply smiled and nodded for him to come in.

He knelt in front of her, peering into her face. There was a small smile playing on her lips and he knew that she wasn't mad at him.

"I think I ate too many Doritos last night." He said playfully.

In the short amount of time they had gotten to know each other, she found that he was pretty self conscious of the things he ate and how fit his body was. She'd hit him and tell him that he was fine and that if he ate healthily in moderation, he wouldn't have to worry. She remembered convincing him to eat as many Doritos as possible the night before because of her vegan status and the fact that whilst she was drunk, she had a real craving for them.

"I'm sorry." She said, finally catching his gaze.

"It's alright. I mean, I took one for the team right?" He bumped his knee against hers.

"We're a team?"

"Damn straight." He watched her smile grow wider. "Listen, I know we're not exclusive or anything yet… but… look I know I shouldn't get involved, but I think it's completely unfair how Finn's forgiven Quinn and that he's totally…" She stopped him by pushing her finger to his lips, he closed his mouth and questioned her silently.

"It doesn't really matter." She watched Sam furrow his brow, before she continued. "I mean, I care. Of course I care. It's Finn. He was the only person that… well he was the only person I thought - liked me for who I was. And to find out he's forgiven Quinn… I guess I feel my infidelities aren't so inferior as opposed to hers."

Sam placed his hand on top of her leg. "Finn's a bit of an idiot." She smiled. "And for what it's worth" He gripped the short red skirt in his hand, letting the material weave through his fingers, a smile widening on his face as he looked her up and down. "I like you. For who you are."

She leaned into him a little, her hair brushing against the tip of his nose.

"For what it's worth…" She breathed "that means so much to me." he smiled briefly before closing the short distance and covering her mouth with his own. It was brief but it wasn't long before someone stumbled upon them.

"Whoa." A voice whispered, pushing open the door a little. Mercedes had taken a trip to see what was going on upstairs and she wanted to know if Rachel was okay, but she tumbled across a different scene entirely.

Rachel broke away from Sam, her hands quickly covering her mouth. Sam frowned and turned to the doorway.

"Oh."

"This is awkward."

"This is weird." They all said in unison.

"But you JUST broke up with Quinn…" Mercedes breathed, still a somewhat smile was on her face. "Was it cos of Rachel?" Mercedes asked Sam, pushing her way into the small bathroom. She closed the door, hands on her hips and turned to the both of them.

Sam swallowed, he felt the air suck out of the room as he was put on the spot for a second time this morning. "Well. Sort of. It wasn't like I planned this." He nodded to Rachel, his hand finding hers and weaving their fingers together. He stood up, pulling Rachel with him. "We were hanging out before, working on Glee stuff…and we sort of connected."

Mercedes smiled. "Right..."

"And then Quinn completely freaked out about Rachel and Me being friends and then she said i was to pretend she didn't exist." Mercedes frowned but Sam rambled on. "But I couldn't do that, cos you know. She's been so nice to me, and treated me good and so I told Quinn that I didn't like how she treated me because I was friends with Rachel…and things sort of escalated from there."

Mercedes nodded, looking over to Rachel. There was silence in the bathroom

"So you didn't sleep with Puck?" Mercedes questioned, causing Rachel to burst out laughing. She couldn't help it.

"God No! Noah and I, we're simply friends." Rachel laughed, breezing the comment away. Mercedes nodded, looking from Sam to Rachel.

Mercedes didn't have the much of a problem with Rachel anymore. Simply because Rachel had started to put the club first, which allowed herself to gain more solos or lead parts in songs. Which was the whole reason Mercedes had joined Glee. Although Rachel was bossy and somewhat annoying most of the time, she had a good heart. But it was still annoying how either Quinn or Rachel wound up with all the hot guys.

"I have to get myself a boyfriend." Mercedes muttered. Sam smiled at her. Rachel reached out her hand, in which Mercedes took. Rachel pulled her forward and embraced her with one arm. Mercedes smiled.

"Don't worry. I hear Blaine has some cute boys at Dalton." Rachel winked.

"Back onto the subject of you and Puck." Sam said, turning to face Rachel.

"Hmm?" She asked, her arm still around Mercedes.

"I'm hoping that's all it is. You know. Friendship." Rachel nodded. "Cos, when all this blows over, I kinda want you to be my girl." He smiled widely. "If you'll have me." Rachel opened her mouth, only to close it again.

Mercedes rolled her eyes and pushed Rachel's arm away with a huge smile. "Oh just kiss him, you fool." Rachel smiled from Mercedes to Sam. She placed her arms around his neck, and pulled him to her, their lips meeting without hesitation.