DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE.

THE PREQUEL FOR THIS STORY IS UP!

MICHAEL-IDRIS ELBA

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Previously on New Beginnings...

''Hello?''

"We need to talk.''

"Hello?" A groggily voice answered.

"Hey there Micah."

"What the hell Sam." He looked at the clock. "It's after one..Is Mercedes alright? Is it the baby?"

"No..they're both fine." He sighed as he slid down on the floor. "We need to talk."

Micah turned on his light, sitting up in the bed, "This couldn't wait until the morning?"

"Why isn't your dad answering Mercedes's calls?" Ignoring his last statement.

Micah rubbed his hands down his face, "I don't know man..he says he's busy with cases."

"That doesn't give him a fucking reason not to answer her calls." Sam bit out. "Look, I know he doesn't approve of us being together..he made that shit very clear..but I have my family to look after and if Mercedes is not happy, then I'm not fucking happy."

"Okay Sam, you need to calm down." Sighing as he got out the bed.

"Well answer this question..is he answering your calls?"

The silence on the other end confirmed Sam's suspicions.

"Wow Micah, really?"

"I do not know why he's ignoring Mercedes but I will found out."

Sam shook his head, "No..I'll do it my damn self." He hung up the phone. He punched the wall behind him, "Fucking asshole." He got up and peeped into their bedroom to check on Mercedes. Once he saw she was still sleeping peacefully, he closed the door and headed downstairs. He walked down the long hallway until he was at the end.
Knocking on the door, he entered without waiting for an answer.

"I need a favor." He told Josh.

"Well, thanks for just barging in here." Josh said as he sat up in the bed.

"This is my house." He folded his arms, "Anyways..I need you to look after Mercedes."

Josh looked at him confusedly, "Where are you going?"

"I have to take care of something in Ohio."

"Okay..is that code for some mob type shit?" Josh snickered.

Sam glared at him, "This is serious."

"Sorry..but tell me why..I'm all ears."

Sam told him everything. Everything that happened between him and Mr. Jones when he was in high school on up until now. He has never told anyone about it. He felt relieved to finally get it off of his shoulders.

Josh sat shock. He thought Santana was bad, but this top it off. "Damn Sam..dude you can't catch a break."

Sam sighed as he leaned against the door, "I know, and that's why I'm going to see him tomorrow. I was going to ask him at the baby shower for Mercedes hand in marriage but from the way he has been acting, I don't really see the fucking point of earning his permission when I know what the outcome is going to be."

Josh shook his head, "Well you go take care of that and I'll handle Mercedes."

"You can't tell her where I am, Josh. She'll get worried and I don't want her to be stressed out." Sam said seriously.

"Okay..okay, I understand." He said.

"Thank you.'' He went to hug him. "I'm leaving in a few hours, I should be back by tomorrow night." Sam turned around and headed out the door.

The next morning Josh was a nervous wreck. Sam told him not to tell Mercedes where he was going, so he had to lie. He was a bad liar. He decided to cook her some breakfast before she went to work to try to ease his nerves

"What's going on in here?" She asked as she walked in the kitchen. She was dressed in a blue sundress with her silver sandals. Her curls framed her face perfectly. She went to table and sat down.

Josh turned around quickly at her voice, "Um, good morning..you look beautiful today."

She smiled at him sweetly, "Thank you."

"I made you breakfast." He stated proudly. "Well no..that's a lie since I can't cook worth shit." He laughed nervously, "I popped a blueberry bagel in the toaster." He sat the plate down for her. He went to the refrigerator and pulled out the pitcher. With shaky hands he poured her some orange juice in a cup.

Mercedes looked at him curiously. She could tell he was nervous about something, "Thank you Josh." She smiled at him, "It's looks great." She took her butter knife and spreaded some cream cheese on her bagel. She moaned once she bit into it,"This is really good."

Josh smiled at her. His smiled started to fade as she asked the question he's been dreading.

"Have you seen Sam? He wasn't in the bed this morning." She asked as she took another bite out of her bagel.

"Um..no, I haven't you k-know..seen him-Hey do you want some more I can fixed you some more." He said as he grabbed her plate trying to change the subject.

"I wasn't finished with that." She said to him. Picking up her juice, she sipped it a little. "So do you know where he is?"

"N-No, why would I know? I mean it's not like he's not coming back." Josh said. He started to wipe down the counters intensely.

Mercedes eyed him strangely, "Are you okay?"

He stopped wiping and looked up at her, "Yeah I'm fine..you should be heading to work."

"Fine..Thanks for breakfast." She got up from her seat, kissing his cheek on the way out. "Love you."

"Love you too..be careful driving." Once he heard to front door close, he let out of breath. "God that was close." He threw the towel in the sink and headed back to his room.

Sam sighed as he stood on front of the law firm in Cincinnati. He had got off the plane a couple of hours ago and took a cab straight here. He pushed the revolving doors open just as he phone rang. He tapped the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby..where are you?" Mercedes asked.

Sam cursed under his breath. He didn't want to lie to her but he couldn't have her get upset, "I had to make a trip to umm, Orlando."

Mercedes sat down at her desk, "Okay, I was just wondering because you left this morning without saying goodbye."

"Mercedes..I..umm, I'll call you back okay..I love you." He hung the phone quickly.

"What the hell.." She stared at the phone. The way Josh was acting this morning, she knew something was going on that they weren't telling her.

Sam walked up to the security desk, "Hi can you tell me where I can find Mr. Michael Jones office?"

A lady who look like she was in her mid 40s looked up, "Your that football player aren't you? Sam Evans, right?"

Sam smiled at her, "Yes ma'am."

She smiled at him, "Such a cutie." She looked up the name for him, "He's on the 11th floor. Have a nice day Mr. Evans and Congrats on the baby."

"Thank you." He smiled sweetly at her. He walked towards to elevator pushing the up bottom. He stepped in once the doors opened. Pushing the 11th floor, he leaned head against the back wall. This could either go really bad or horrible. The bell ding signaling for the arrival at the floor. Taking a deep breath, he walked to the receptionist desk. The young man looked up.

"Hi, can I help you?"

''Umm, yes. I need to speak with Mr. Jones..it's a family matter."

The man looked at Sam up and down, "Family matter?"

Sam rolled his eyes and looked at the nameplate, "Yes Daniel, family matter..can you just tell him Sam Evans is here to see him."

''Okay." He still looked at Sam skeptically. He picked up the phone and pushed the button.

"Yes Daniel." Sam heard Mr. Jones answer.

"Sorry to bother you sir, but you have a Mister Sam Evans here to see you."

Michael sighed on the other end of the phone, "Send him back." He hung up the phone.

Daniel looked back at Sam, "You can go back."

Sam nodded at him. Walking back he started to get a little nervous but he was going have to pushed that aside. Knocking on the door.

"Come in." Mr. Jones said.

Sam opened the door, closing it behind him when he walked in. He looked at Mr. Jones.

"Samuel..please sit." He gestured to the chair in front of him. Sam sat down. "I would ask you why you are here, but I think I have a pretty good idea."

"And since you know that, how about you tell me why." He looked at him. "Why? Why the fuck would you ignore her?"

Michael glared at Sam, "You need to watch yourself there Sam.."

"No." Sam all but yelled. "When it comes to my fucking girlfriend, I really don't need to watch myself." He looked at him, never breaking eye contact. "Mr. Jones I know you don't like me for whatever reason, but you have got to know that you are hurting her. You need to know that after baby shower she fucking cried herself to sleep because you wasn't there. And that's not the first fucking time. All those things you missed in high school because of this fucking job." Sam said. "Hate me all you want but do not shut your daughter out."

Michael looked at Sam. He was right. He didn't like Sam, he felt that his daughter could do so much better but he couldn't control that. He knew that he needed to talk to Mercedes. Sighing, "I don't know what you want me to say."

Sam laughed sarcastically."Un-fucking-believable." He stood up, "I want you to call your daughter, because she misses her dad. She's going through an emotional period right now, and she just wants to talk to her father." Michael winced and Sam took noticed of that. "Is that why your not talking to her? Because she pregnant with my child?" Michael didn't say anything. "Because if that's the reason..that's really fucked up." He started to walked toward the door. He turned around and look at him, "I love your daughter Mr. Jones and that's never going to change. I have a family to look after of, and I can not let you continue to hurt her." With that being said he opened to door and walked out.

In that moment when he left, Michael realized what an asshole he has truly been. He saw that Sam really did love his daughter. He has treated Sam bad over the years because of his own stupidity. He did put his job first before a lot things in the past and that had put a strain on his relationship not only with his wife but most importantly, his daughter. He placed his head in his hands, wiping away some stray tears. He knew what he needed to do.

Mercedes walked into the house heading straight for the kitchen. She was exhausted. They were preparing for State Competition that was next month and they were practicing extra hard. She went to the refrigerator and grabbed a fruit cup and a bottle of water. Closing the door, she turned around and went to the living room. Rocky was following her every move. He jumped on the couch waiting for her to sit down. Taking off her sandals, she plopped down on the couch opening the container in the process. She pulled out her phone and decided to try to call Sam again for the tenth time today.

"Hey, you have reached Sam. Sorry I couldn't make it to the phone in time, but please leave your name and number and I'll try to call you back.''

Mercedes groaned when she heard the voicemail. ''Sam Evans, this is your very pregnant girlfriend calling you for the hundredth time today..if you don't want to end up sleeping on the couch for the rest of week, you WILL call me back. Bye!" She slung the phone to the other side of the couch. Rubbing her stomach, "I'm going to kill your dad, Arianna." Rocky turned his head to the side.

Josh walked in the room after hearing her leaving the voicemail. He went and sat on the couch opposite of her, "Hey..how was work?"

She looked up at him, "What are you two hiding?''

''W-What are you talking about?" He started to fiddle with his pants.

Mercedes squinted her eyes at him, "You have been acting nervous since this morning, I called Sam and he rushed me off the phone and hasn't picked up since, both of you were stuttering and you fiddling with your pants. Stop fiddling with your pants"

"You know..I think I heard the doorbell.." He stood up trying to exit quickly.

Mercedes stood from the couch and walked over to him. "Joshua Dale Hendrix." He winced when she called him full name. She got in his face, "I want the truth and the whole truth." She looked at him intently, "Where did Sam really go this morning?"

Josh gulped loudly, sending a prayer for his safety. He looked at her. I'm sorry Sam he thought.

Sam walked into the house around 11. He sat his keys down on the counter and headed up the stairs. When he made it to the bedroom and he went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. Stripping from his clothes, he turned the water on hot and stepped into the shower. He sighed in content as the water ran over his skin. He just thought about everything that happened today. Shaking his head, he hoped Mr. Jones came to his senses. Once he was done, he turned off the water. Stepping out the shower, he ran the towel in his hair then wrapped it around his waist. He quietly back to the room, he ran into the corner of the dresser. "Shit." He jumped when the light suddenly turned on. He turned around and saw Mercedes with a blank expression her face.

She looked at him, "How was your visit to Ohio?"

Fuck.

A/N. Uh Oh, Sam's in trouble.

We will find out what happen between Sam and Mr. Jones in the Prequel[Which is up btw.]

Poor Josh, lol.

Samcedes will have a heartfelt talk in the next chapter you guys. So get your tissues ready!

And before anyone ask, Mercedes has NO idea what happened between Sam and her dad..but that's about to change. *bites nails*

Until next time, lovebugs!