I'm back! I edited this in record time, so here you go another chapter.
Thanks again to Lana for helping me with this.
Note: This chapter is a multiple point of views chapter. I find it easier to edit it this way.
Disclaimer: I don't Glee or its character. Just borrowing them for this fiction. The only thing that's mine is the plot to this story
Please excuse my mistakes.
Mercedes stared at the painting at Museo Poldi Pezzoli, feeling relaxed for the first time in days. She and Sam had escaped the group to get some much needed one on one time. They hadn't had much of that ever since they arrived in Milan and she swore that if she didn't get away, she was going to go crazy. As much as she loved hanging out with her friends, she wanted to spend some time away from them; not only for her own sanity but Sam's as well. He had been a trooper, never once complaining about the lack of privacy. She had finally admitted that enough was enough, when the rest asked if they wanted to join them on their excursion today, she politely declined, explaining that she wanted a day to be with her husband. They all understood and went their own way.
"Isn't this museum beautiful, Sam?" She asked, turning to her right to look at her husband.
Sam was so grateful that Mercedes wanted to spend the day with him. They spent so much time with her friends on the way to Milan, and he would never complain because he loved Mercy, but he needed alone time with just his wife. He was just that greedy for her attention and affection.
He had his arms wrapped around her waist with him kissing her neck, while they were looking at some of the artwork at the museum, "It's okay, but next to you it's not the most beautiful thing I see."
Mercedes giggled, feeling Sam's lips on her neck, kissing the sensitive column that he knew would make her weak for him. "Thanks for the compliment, Sam. It's very generous of you to say…"
"I only speak the truth Mercy, you are beautiful. I can't keep my hands off of you." He continued kissing her neck, leaving marks along the way. She smelled so sweet, he couldn't help himself.
"That's not me being beautiful. That's you being horny." Mercedes giggled. He was being relentless and she needed to say something before they did something really stupid in public, "You need to stop, baby. We're in a museum," She said trying to get him to stop, but not once did she make an effort to move away from him.
"Baby, you know I don't care where we are, when you look like this I just have to kiss you." He pulled her closer, holding her tighter, not once did he stop kissing her neck.
"How do I look?" Mercedes asked her eye lids heavy from the lust running through her veins. She wanted her husband and feeling his lips and how tightly he was holding on to her was not helping the pulsing sensation that she was feeling between her thighs.
"You look beautiful and sexy as fuck. I need to taste you right now." Sam replied simply as he continued to assault her neck with kisses.
He knew what he wanted, and he was not going to stop until he got it. He wanted Mercy so bad. Ever since the bus ride, all he could think about was burying his face in her pussy, and he definitely needed to relive that.
"Maybe we should go somewhere and release some tension again. You know we have a lot of that built up." Sam suggested. He was beyond horny now.
"We're in a museum, Sam…" Mercedes whispered when he suggested going somewhere to release their tension.
Knowing that he wouldn't let up until he got what he wanted, she turned around and kissed him hungrily, letting their tongues dance together before pulling back and saying, "I need you now. Let's go somewhere more…private."
"Thank God…" He sighed, smiling at her sexily.
Mercedes grabbed his hand and began walking. She didn't know where the hell she was going. All she knew was she needed to get somewhere private so that she could have her husband relieve the ache in her pussy. Finally, they found a deserted part of the museum. There was a chain with a sign that says no entry but they easily got passed that. Once she was sure that they were not going to get caught, she leaned against the wall and kissed Sam again before pushing him down to his knees and lifting up the hem of her dress.
"You know what to do." She stated, licking her lips in anticipation of what was coming next.
Sam was beyond happy that Mercedes had agreed to his plan. He loved the fact that she wasted no time. Once they reached the private part of the museum, she made him get down on his knees and practically told him to eat her pussy. He smiled and licked his lips. He could already taste her sweet juices and couldn't wait to bury his mouth on her sweetness. "Oh yeah baby, I know exactly what to do, and I promise to do you real right."
Time for talking was over; he slid her panties off and put them in his back pocket. Putting her leg over his shoulder, he slid his tongue up her slit, tasting her cream on his tongue. She tasted so damn good, that he couldn't stop the moan from slipping out of his mouth. As sweet as honey. "Shit Mercy, you taste so fucking good."
Sam didn't waste any time at all. He set to work immediately, taking off her panties and stuffing it in his back pocket before his lips and tongue devoured her pussy. "Oh… Sam…" Mercedes moaned, tangling her fingers into his hair and grounding her core onto his mouth.
He continued to suck on her clit as he fingered her pussy. Her moans only encouraged him to go harder and faster. He could feel her walls clinching around his fingers, and he knew she was close to her release, "That's right baby, cum for me….cum for your Sammy. I need to taste you."
The tingling sensation that was building in her stomach kept growing and growing until it burst free. She had to clamp her mouth shut to muffle her screams.
Sam was happy when Mercedes came. The possessive male in him wanted her to scream his name to the high heavens. It was only right, he was her husband after all. But seeing as they were in a museum, he understood why she couldn't do that.
As soon as she had come down from her high, she grabbed Sam by the shoulders to make him get back on his feet and kissed him hungrily, tasting her essence on his lips. "Mmm… I taste good on your lips but now it's my turn to return the favor."
He kissed her back lustfully while his hands wondered down her body, landing on her juicy ass, giving them a hearty squeeze, "I told you, you taste delicious." His dick twitched at her promise, "A return favor would be very much appreciated.
Mercedes giggled and kissed Sam one more time before getting down on her knees. She unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and drew out her favorite toy through the opening on his boxer briefs. "You are so big…" She said almost in a trance like state.
After stroking his dick a few times, she wrapped her lips around the tip and sucked the precum that gathered there, swirling her tongue on the opening. Keeping her vision on his face as she pleasured him, she made sure to lick the sensitive vein underneath before taking as much of his length into her mouth as she could. She took care of the rest that didn't fit with her hands, stroking and caressing it.
Sam's eyes rolled up as Mercedes started sucking his dick. He knew that he needed to stop pushing his luck, but he couldn't help it, he had to have her in some way. She was so damn sexy and she also knew how to suck his dick the way he loved it. "Shit baby, don't stop, fuck!" He could feel himself about to cum and started bucking his hips, putting his hands in her hair to steady her as he fucked her mouth.
Mercedes knew that he was coming close to his release when he started bucking his hips, forcing her to take more of his dick. She hummed as she sucked him off, coaxing him to cum and within seconds, he was releasing into her mouth. She sucked him until he was no longer shaking before getting back on her feet.
Sam grunted and groaned until he was shooting his seed into her mouth. Exhausted, he leaned back against the wall to try to catch his breath. "Damn baby, coming to the museum was the best idea ever."
"Who knew that history could be so much fun?" She giggled, "But I think we should get out of here before someone catches us."
He nodded and fixed his clothes and helped her with hers, "Yeah we should go, I think the bus is empty." He wriggled his eyebrow and smiled, "Or we could just go look at some more exhibits."
Taking his hand, they exited the restricted section and went back to view the exhibits. After which, they walked out of the museum and enjoyed the rest of their day together.
Mercedes sat across Rachel, smiling at her friend. Rachel and Puck had gotten really close while they were all in Milan and as a 'thank you' to her for helping to get them together, the duo had invited her and Sam on a double date. They were dinning at the restaurant that she and Sam frequented, both Rachel and Puck glowing with sparks of new love.
Smiling at the two, Mercedes said, "Thanks for inviting us to this dinner, guys. It was really sweet of you."
Sam was not really sure why Rachel and Puck invited them out to dinner, but he assumed they had gotten close in Milan. Maybe they felt like him and Mercedes had something to do with them getting together since they invited them on their bus. Sam was really just trying to impress his wife, but since she wanted to invite her friends along, he couldn't deny her that. "Yes thank you guys, I love this restaurant, the food here is delicious." He perused the menu, even though he already knew what he was going to order. "So should we order a bottle of wine?"
Rachel was beaming from ear to ear. She couldn't believe that this was really happening to her. She was dating Noah Puckerman. Never in a million years would she thought that it was possible, but he had shocked her when he asked her out in Milan and now here they all were having a double date.
"No, it really was not a problem. I just wanted to thank you both for the ride to Milan." Rachel looked at her menu and smiled at Sam, trying not to giggle when she felt Noah rubbing the back of her hand underneath the table. "Wine sounds really good."
Puck didn't know when he agreed to ride the bus with Mercedes that he would find Rachel, but he was so glad he said yes to that bus ride. Rachel turned out to be everything he wanted in a girl and more. Not only was she beautiful and talented, but she was also smart, fun to talk to and she laughed at his lame jokes. When he found out that they had so much in common in Milan, he felt like he had no choice but to ask her out. He would have been a fool, if he didn't ask her out. She was perfect for him and they had been together every day since they got back from Milan.
"Yeah, thank you guys for letting us ride with you guys to Milan on that tricked out bus, it will always be a ride I never forget." He smiled and rubbed Rachel's hand under the table. "Yes, wine is good, red or white?"
Rachel felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach. Puck had been really attentive to her ever since Milan. It felt like a dream, a really good dream she should've woken up from but it wasn't. This was reality. She was dating Noah Puckerman and he really did like her.
"Well, if you have to thank anyone, you should thank Sam. He's the one who thought of the idea." Mercedes smiled at Puck, "That bus was definitely tricked out."
Sam smiled, "Oh no you don't have to thank me, it was my pleasure. I figured why go on that cramped bus with all those other people when we could be comfortable and actually enjoy Milan when we get there."
"Well, whoever we need to thank, we thank you because it was a great ride and Milan was a blast. Rachel and I saw all the sights we wanted to see, and even found a few new sights off the beaten paths." Puck said and winked at Rachel, remembering their time in Milan.
Mercedes felt so happy seeing her friends so happy together. She couldn't believe that they were actually dating. Turning to Sam, she kissed his cheek to conceal the fact that she was about to say something and whispered, "Don't you think they look cute together?"
Sam received Mercedes kiss, and laughed, "I guess so, but you know who looks real cute together…us, but I could be a bit bias." He looked over at how cute Rachel and Puck were being to each other, "No, I'm just kidding they are cute together."
Mercedes giggled and squeezed her husband's forearm, "Of course we're cute together and you're not being biased either. See, I told you they were cute together."
Sam thought about how he never got to do that with Mercedes, that new starting off kind of love, and it saddened him. He wanted to experience everything with Mercedes, but there was no turning back and for what it was worth, he was grateful for the way they met. They might not have liked each other at first, but eventually, his feelings grew and hers did too, after they were married. He was now more than determined to make everything right between them. He was getting a second chance with her and he was not going to squander it. He was going to prove to her that they were meant to be together. He had to.
Mercedes straightened her position, looking back to the front and said, "Red wine sounds good to me. What do you think, babe?"
"Red wine it is." He called the waiter over and ordered a bottle of red wine for the table. "I don't know about the rest of you guys, but I am ready to order." He turned to the waiter, "I would like the Leg of Lamb with the Garlic Mashed Potatoes and Greek salad." He looked to Mercedes, "And what would my beautiful wife be having today?"
Mercedes looked down at her menu trying to decide what she wanted for dinner. "I'm going to have the Steak and Lobster. I'm feeling hungry tonight." She winked at her husband and placed her order when the waitress arrived.
"Well Steak and Lobster it is, I want my baby to have whatever her heart desires."
Looking at Puck, Rachel asked, "I think I'm going to have the Seafood Pasta. What would you like?"
Puck smiled when he heard what Rachel was ordering, "Wow, that was exactly what I was going to get, I guess we can put another thing on our 'what we have in common' list." He smiled and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek.
Rachel blush feeling Puck's lips on her cheek. They had kissed before so she didn't know why she was still blushing. Clearing her throat, she answered him, "I guess you're right. We have a lot more in common then we think."
Puck liked the way he could still make her blush, "That we do, Rach."
Lacing her fingers with Puck's, Rachel looked at Sam and asked, "Are you staying here the full year, Sam? I think that it's really romantic that you came all the way here just to be with Mercedes. Not a lot of guys would have done that."
"That's a good question, babe," Turning to look at Sam, it was Puck's turn to question the other man, "Don't you have a job? I know you have to have one since you rented the tricked out tour bus, but don't you have to be at work? Or do you have it where you could spend a year in Rome with your college wife?"
"Sam works while I attend classes." Mercedes told Puck and Rachel. "He's actually a really busy guy but yes, Sam has always been a romantic at heart, that's why he is spending the year here with me."
Only Puck knew the extent of her marital problems and even so, he didn't know the whole story and she preferred to keep things that way.
Sam nodded, "Yeah, I try to get all my work done while Mercedes is in class, but with technology the way it is, I can do everything I need to do with my laptop and cell phone. So yeah, I'm free to be here with this beautiful woman all year. I couldn't stand being without her for that long, and I wouldn't want some guy to think he could slide in and try to hit on my wife now could I?" He quickly glanced at Puck before taking a sip of his wine.
Puck caught on to Sam's comment and said, "Yeah, we can't have that now can we?"
"You're too sweet, Sam but I'm not complaining." Mercedes giggled at Sam's words. "I would be miserable without you here too." She kissed him on the cheek.
Rachel listened to both Sam and Mercedes talk about how he worked while she goes to school and smiled. "That is really romantic. Most girls would kill to have a husband like you, Sam."
Sam laughed, "Well, Mercedes is worth it, I love her with all my heart and soul, and I would do anything to make her happy." And to trust and forgive me. He thought. He kissed the back of Mercedes hand, "I am just being honest, Mercy. I couldn't live a whole year without you."
"So, Rachel what are you studying?" Sam asked, wanting to change the subject.
"I'm a history major. I've always liked history. I know I'm weird." Rachel looked down and laughed.
Puck continued to hold Rachel's hand and took a sip of his wine with the other one. "History is cool babe, nothing weird about it. If it wasn't for you telling me some of the history of those old buildings in Milan I might not appreciate them like I do now."
Sam smiled "Oh okay, history is great, and you're not weird Rachel, a lot of people love history and we need people to remind us where we've been so we can get to where we're going."
Rachel blushed. She had never been this happy before and never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that she would be dating Noah Puckerman, but she was and she could thank Mercedes for it. Turning to Sam, she said, "Thank you."
Puck smiled at the fact their dinner had arrived, "Oh wow, this looks delicious, but babe mine has more seafood than yours, let's switch plates, I know you love the seafood." He quickly switched the plates and gave her another sweet smile.
Rachel melted even more at Puck's sweetness. "No, I'm fine with mine," but of course he had already slid the plate over to her. "Thank you…" She leaned over and kissed him sweetly on the lips.
The conversation at the dinner table flowed. Everyone seemed to be happy and to be getting along. The best part was, Rachel looked like she could float at any moment. Seeing her friend happy made Mercedes really happy.
She looked at Sam's plate when the food arrived and immediately knew that she wanted it. "Babe, your food looks really good. Do you mind if we did an exchange?"
Sam took a whiff at his food and grin, "It smells delicious." When he was about to take a bite he heard Mercedes ask for his food, "You want my food now? Well, whatever my Mercy wants right?"
He happily swapped plates with her and dug into the Steak.
Mercedes smiled when Sam agreed to switch plates with her. "I love you, Sam Evans." She said, before digging into her food.
He had taken a few bites and started feeling weird. He took a sip of wine, not wanting to alarm anybody, and before he could put the glass down he felt himself blacking out. "Mer-" He fell out of his chair and hit the floor.
"So what are you two going to do after this? Sam and I are-" Mercedes' speech halted midsentence when she saw her husband fall to the floor.
She got up straight away to check on Sam. He was passed out and foam was coming out of his mouth.
"Oh my God, Sam! Somebody please call the ambulance. Something's wrong with my husband!" Mercedes screamed for help.
Tears were streaming down her face as she screamed for help. What started out as a good date turned out to be a disaster.
Rachel and Puck were both panicked but they both jump into action and called the ambulance. They were thankful that help came before too long and Caleb was sent to the hospital.
"No… No… No… That poison was for Mercedes! Not Sam! This is not happening."
Kitty stood across the street watching as the paramedics loaded Sam into the ambulance. She couldn't believe that Sam had consumed the poison that was meant for Mercedes. Why did he have to switch plates with her? She wanted to hurt his precious wife and not him.
"Ugh! You ruin everything!"
She stared daggers at Mercedes who was getting into the ambulance. "This is not over yet. We are far from over. I will get rid of you Mercedes and I will get Sam back."
Once the ambulance left, she turned around and headed back to her hotel room.
Mercedes sat by Sam's bedside with tears streaming down her face. Her husband had been poisoned. His blood test showed that there was Arsenic in his system. She didn't understand how he could have consumed the poison. They ate the same things at home and went to the same restaurants, yet he was dying and she was fine. She could've lost him and that knowledge scared her to death, especially when there were unresolved issues between them. Sam had been asleep for the past day and according to the doctor he should be waking up at any moment. She had been by his bedside ever since, not wanting to miss him waking up. She was tired, but she didn't care. What mattered was that she was there for her husband. In many ways, she felt like she had failed him and she never wanted to fail him ever again. From now on, she was always going to be there for him.
When she saw him opening his eyes, she grabbed his hands and said, "Hey you… How are you feeling?" She tried to stay strong but she couldn't stop the sobs and tears from falling.
Sam had no idea what happened to him, the last thing he remembered was sitting at the restaurant with Mercy and her friends. Next thing he knew he was opening his eyes in a place that wasn't his house.
He looked over at Mercedes and croaked out, "Hey…" His voice was weak and he grew alarmed when he saw his wife crying, "Mercy, where am I? What happened? Why are you crying?"
Mercedes' lips quivered. She was on the verge of a meltdown. She had almost lost the one man that she loved more than anything in the world. She had almost lost Sam and that broke something in her.
"You're in the hospital, Sam. You were poisoned. They found Arsenic in your blood." Lifting his hand, she kissed the back of it. "I was so scared that you were going to leave me."
Sam could not believe what he was hearing, how did he get poisoned with Arsenic? "Arsenic? Are you serious? How did that happen?"
Mercedes shook her head and let out a sigh, "I don't know but they're investigating. They're going to the apartment to check our food and make sure that we're not getting poisoned there and doing the same with the restaurant."
Seeing her cry broke his heart, "Mercy baby, don't cry, I'm alright…you won't get rid of me that easily, you're stuck with me for a very long time."
She sniffed, "I was so scared of losing you, Sam. What am I going to do without you?"
He smiled, "You are never going to find out, because I'm not going anywhere."
His words made her smile and brought a sense of calmness to her being, but because she was still upset, she asked, "You promise you won't leave me?"
"Yes, I promise." He squeezed her hand to reassure her. "Did the doctors say how they think it happened?"
"The doctors don't know, that's why they're investigating. I'm confused as to how you could get poisoned in the first place? Someone must be really angry at you if they are desperate enough to go this far."
Sam could not believe this was happening to him. Why would anyone in Rome want to poison him?
"So an investigation is going to happen?" He asked, "Well, then I want to hire a special investigation team of our own to make sure they take the time and find whatever they need to find and figure out what happened to me."
Mercedes nodded in agreement with Sam's suggestion. "You're right, I want to find out who would want to hurt you. It's crazy. We're in Rome and you don't even talk to anyone here besides my friends and me."
He thought about what she said. Could someone be out to poison him? Then something occurred to him and had him questioning everything. "Wait Mercy, the last thing I ate was your steak and lobster, what if someone was out to poison you?"
The more she thought about the situation, the more her confusion grew. That was of course, until she heard his last statement, "So you think someone is out to hurt me?"
Could it be true? Could the steak that was supposed to be hers be poisoned?
"But I have no enemies, Sam. Who would want to hurt me?" She asked aloud.
The more Sam thought about the situation, the angrier he got. Someone was trying to hurt his Mercy and he was not fine with that. "I don't know why anybody would want to hurt either of us. We mind our business and as far as I know, we've never hurt anyone, so why anybody would want to poison either of us is beyond me."
"I don't know either, Sam. People do crazy things…" She said with a tired sigh.
As hard as he tried, he couldn't think of anybody who would do this to them. "Whoever is responsible for this is going to get punished severely if we ever catch them, I promise you that." He said harshly.
Mercedes was tired of talking about this. All she wanted to do was cuddle up with her husband and fall asleep in his arms, so she climbed onto the bed and did just that.
"I don't want to talk about this anymore. I'm tired and I just want to hold you and go to sleep.
Sam smiled and extended his arms, happily welcoming her into bed. "Whatever my Mercy wants, my Mercy gets."
"If the doctors complain they can kiss my ass cause' I'm not leaving this bed." Mercedes chuckled. "I love you, Sam and I'm so glad that you're alright."
He held her as tight as he could and laughed, "The doctors better not say a word because there is no way I'm letting you go tonight. I love you too Mercy." He kissed her on her forehead, whispering, "Get some sleep babe."
He waited until she fell asleep before he drifted off to sleep himself.
I forgot to say that I had to split this chapter into two. It was getting winded, this story will end up being a 24 chapters story.
The next chapter should be up soon.
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