SAM'S ESCAPE
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
SETTING: Quinn's house, Tina's house, Kurt's house, mall
WHO: Sam Evans and Quinn Fabray, others
WHEN: Last week of December 2011
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing related to Glee or any other song/product mentioned below.
Sam and Quinn were now within one week of getting married. Most of Monday and Tuesday of that week was spent checking and double-checking things, updating the spreadsheet of Kurt's and the gift spreadsheet and writing thank you notes, and of course squeezing work in. Their time off was starting December 30th.
Sam had also been fielding lots of phone calls from his relatives in Tennessee after they received their wedding invitation. Most of them thought he was going to be a dad, so he spent a lot of time shooting that rumor down. His old friend Blaze contacted him, freaking out a bit until Sam explained his relationship with Quinn. In a way, Sam was kind of bummed a bit knowing he and Quinn were leaving right from the reception and he wouldn't be able to spend very much time with his extended family and old friend. Sam asked him if he could make it up to Ohio in time for the bachelor party. Blaze said he'd check with Sam's uncle Drew with whom he was riding. Sam offered to talk to Uncle Drew about it. Sam called his uncle about when they were driving up; Drew said they had planned on driving up the day before and staying in a hotel. Sam talked him into leaving earlier so they'd be in Lima by at least 6 p.m. He called Blaze back and told him Drew was going to make an exception and get into Lima earlier so Blaze could be at the bachelor party Saturday night.
Anytime Quinn found herself running an errand, she'd text Kurt to see if he was at home so she could stop by and touch her dress. They decided that Kurt would take her dress to the church the day of New Year's Eve so it wouldn't be at his house when Sam stayed there and she would get ready at the church with Mercedes and Tina. They also had to start packing for their honeymoon. Quinn needed to pick up fun stuff for her spa night bachelorette party. Sam was getting somewhat nervous about his bachelor party because he had heard whispers about someone hiring a stripper. They both found time to get to the salon and get trims and Quinn had some new highlights put in her hair. She was close to having an ice blue streak put through her bangs, like the pink streak from the summer, but at the last minute decided against it.
Wednesday night after work, Sam and Quinn went home, she changed quickly, and drove to Tina's for her bridal shower. The Glee Club girls were all there and Kurt, plus Ms. Pillsbury, Coach Beiste (who insisted she be invited when she overheard Mr. Schue and Ms. Pillsbury talking about it), Coach Sylvester, Mercedes' mom, Tina's mom, Sam's mom, and Quinn's mom, grandmother, and aunt. Mercedes and Tina used A Whole New World theme and stars (lots of silver stars, according to Kurt). They totally didn't disappoint on the stars, Quinn noticed. They had a cake with an Aladdin scene and the usual nuts and mints (star-shaped) and sherbet punch and a few pictures of Sam and Quinn, like the prom picture from her bedroom.
She pulled Kurt aside and whispered, "How'd you get our prom picture outta my bedroom?"
"Your groom is very crafty, Quinn," he said, beaming. She smiled, thinking of Sam working behind the scenes on stuff like this.
Coach Sylvester cornered her. "Q, I like all the stars. It reminds me of the time I spent in Hollywood on the silver screen…" Then, she wandered off for more punch.
"So, Quinn, tell us why A Whole New World…" Coach Beiste asked her. "I love that song."
"Well, Sam and I were babysitting one night, his little brother and sister and my three little cousins, and they wanted to watch a movie so I suggested Aladdin, one of my faves. We had the kids at the dining room table while we worked in the kitchen and that song came on and he just started singing it to me. He knew the movie well also because his little sister liked it. Then, we were just dancing around the kitchen singing it to one another and then…" She paused, remembering how it ended in the kitchen.
"Yeah?" Coach Beiste pressed. Quinn saw some of the guests on the edge of the seats.
"Umm, well, he was about to say he loved me when his little sis asked him to dance," she finished shyly.
The ladies all laughed.
"So, when did he tell you he loved you?" Betsy asked.
"When he gave me his promise ring on prom night…he had the violinist at the bistro play that song when he gave it to me…" she told them, recalling that night.
"You two are like the most romantic people I know," Mercedes said.
"They're the two most blonde people I know," Brittany said. "Besides myself."
Mercedes and Tina had cut the cake for the guests and passed around plates of it. People were asking to see Quinn's ring, asking if Sam was getting nervous, asked about the honeymoon, were wishing her congratulations and telling her how lucky he was to be marrying her.
After the cake, they played a couple games. One was the memory game where they had a tray of bridal type things that the guests had a couple minutes to memorize and then try to recount as many as they could. No one was really surprised when Brittany won.
"What? I have a mind like a steel drum," she said when Santana asked her how she remembered so many little items.
The other game was a word unscramble of wedding words. Quinn's grandmother won that one. "I do tons of these puzzles every day!" she said.
Mercedes and Tina handed out the little gifts, gift bags of different coffees and teas. "Mr. Tubbs will love this coffee when he smokes his cigars!" Brittany said, smiling.
Then, they had Quinn begin opening gifts. She received a couple new cookbooks, some sensual body oils and lotions, and a gift certificate to a day spa in Lima from Coach Beiste ("you'll need it after taking care of Sam the first couple weeks"). Coach Sylvester gave her a whip with feathers on the end and fur-covered handcuffs ("to keep your Bieber lookalike in line"). Quinn was a little afraid to open Brittany's gift (at least it's not moving she thought); it was making a vaguely familiar noise, though, when shaken even the tiniest bit. Quinn opened it and found penis-shaped pasta.
"Wow," Quinn said, blushing. "Thanks Britt!"
"They said you were kinda into cooking now…" Brittany responded.
Next up was Santana's gift. It was a gift bag and Quinn found at least 10 different sexy thongs at the top. She did not even want to pull out what was on the bottom of the bag. With a huge blush, she pulled out a huge pink vibrator, at least 10 inches long and very anatomically correct, to many catcalls from the other girls. Quinn was more than a little embarrassed to have that thing in her hand with the older ladies present, particularly Sam's mom and Judy. They seemed to expect something like that, though.
Once they had calmed down a bit, Santana said, "The thongs are to keep Sam's attention and if those don't work then you have the dildo!" This truly did not surprise Quinn.
Probably her favorite gift came from Kurt…a wedding memory book. "I noticed you hadn't mentioned one and girlfriend you need one!" She didn't know how he managed to find one with stars all over it. It had never even crossed her mind to start one of these books.
Her other favorite gift came from her grandmother who gave her a beautiful antique crystal picture frame, "for a wedding picture," she said.
Tina had kept track of all the gifts and from whom they came, and Mercedes had affixed all the bows from the gifts into a makeshift bouquet for Quinn. Tina got her dad to take a group picture of all of them before the party came to an end. Quinn thanked everyone for coming and sharing in her excitement to be marrying Sam Evans.
By the time she got home, she was exhausted. She figured Sam had probably spent his evening parked in front of the PlayStation 3 playing some game, but she was surprised to find he had actually packed up stuff in her room and moved it to the man cave.
"Hopefully, I didn't pack up anything you need, like, now," he said, hugging her. "How did your shower go? Did they leave you squeaky clean?" He laughed at his joke.
"What?" She was tired and just didn't get it. "I got lots of awesome gifts and some…more interesting…items. Can you help me unload the car? I guess just take everything to the man cave."
In the man cave, she showed him the penis pasta ("I am so not eating that Quinn"), the whip with feathers and handcuffs ("I likey"), and the giant vibrator ("I'm insulted and a little disturbed").
Once they had stopped laughing about that, she told him a little about the shower. He could tell she was worn out so he walked her upstairs. At her doorway, he hugged her.
"You know what I miss most, Q?" He dropped his voice to a low whisper. "I miss the doing it, of course, but what I miss most is being in your bed just talking about stuff, you know, like holding your hand. I'm lonely in the man cave…"
"I miss you tons, Sam…we're so close now…like 5 days out…" she said, yawning.
"Put your pj's on and I'll tuck you in, okay?" he said quietly.
He sat on her bed as she got into her pajamas and crawled into her bed under the covers. He pulled them up to her chin and then kissed her.
"Yep, we're so close…Q…I can't wait til Sunday…I love ya…" He kissed her again on the forehead, and she was asleep when he pulled away from her.
The next morning, Quinn had a text from Kurt, saying they needed to go to the mall. She replied she could go before work.
At the mall, he led her to Victoria's Secret.
"You weren't planning on wearing your everyday lady drawers underneath that smokin' hot gown, were you?" he asked her.
"I hadn't really thought about it, actually…" she said.
"Well, c'mon…you need a blue garter too…"
"I already have something blue…" she answered, holding up her ring finger. "He gave me the most beautiful necklace for Christmas; it matches the ring. I'm wearing it at the wedding."
Kurt was looking at garter belts and thongs.
"So, what's this I hear about a stripper?" she asked him.
"What? A stripper? I know not of what you speak…" he said, trying to act surprised.
"A little birdy chirped that someone has planned a stripper for Sam's bachelor party. If that happens, tell her someone else is the groom…" Quinn said.
"I know nothing…" Of course he knew that the guys had planned a stripper and alcohol after Sam's dad left for home. He wondered which idiot had told one of their girlfriends this information since it had obviously made its way back to Quinn.
She picked out a few items to wear under her gown. Kurt asked her if she realized when Sam saw her in that stuff they'd have to wait a few minutes to engage in sexual intercourse because he was sure to have a premature issue.
"God Kurt…he's not that hard up…" she said, thinking crap he probably is that hard up.
Back at her house after work, some of the heavy stuff from Quinn's room had been moved to the basement by Sam and his dad. She was standing in the man cave looking at where she wanted her bed…well, their bed eventually.
"You know what we'll need?" she asked him.
"Hmmm?"
"Like some sort of divider, between where our bed will be and the living area of this room, kinda like a bedroom for us down here," she said.
"That's a good idea, Q. Remember in the hospital how they had those like curtains in the room that they'd pull for privacy? Something like that?" he asked her.
"Yes! Maybe you and your dad could put something up like that," she suggested.
"We could try, I suppose," Sam said, not having the first clue on how to install something like that. "Hopefully, by tomorrow, everything from your bedroom and bathroom will be down here so you might have to sleep down here Friday night with me. Do you think you can handle it?" His eyes were shining.
"I think I can handle that," she said, moving closer to him.
"Also tomorrow," he said, moving closer to her. "I'm driving your car to Cincinnati to park it…Mike and Tommy are following me." He wrapped his arms around her.
"Okay…" she said, quietly, moving her lips along his neck, her hands running up his arms to the back of his neck, her fingers running through his hair. "I'm calling places tomorrow to triple-check everything…"
"Umm…Quinn?" he whispered, kissing along her cheek to her lips. "This is going too far…I need to stop…" He turned away from her but not before she saw his sweats tented out in front of him.
He sat down on a couch and pulled a pillow over his mid section. Out of sight, out of mind he thought.
"What time tomorrow?" she asked, sitting at the table down there.
"Later in the afternoon…" he answered.
"Cool…I'm gonna run up to my bathroom and pack some stuff or bring stuff down here, try to empty it out. What are your parents going to do with my room, have they said?" she asked. I can't believe he's hiding his cock from me…damn…she thought.
"Uh, a guestroom I think, since it has its own bathroom. I think some of the Tennessee relatives are staying here after the wedding," he said.
"That's cool! I'll kinda miss hanging around here and getting to know them better. I suppose we could take a trip to Tennessee next summer, ya think?" she asked him.
"Yeah, that'd be fun…we should do that," he said.
"How's your packing going for the honeymoon?" she asked him.
"I think I have stuff about ready…I have a bag here to go in the limo when it picks you up and I have a bag to go to Kurt's with my toothbrush and that stuff," he said.
"Do you have your vows memorized?" she asked him.
He smiled. "Maybe…do you?"
She smiled back. "Maybe…what about your song?"
"Yep…and yours?"
"I do…" she said, casting her glance down.
"Just like 2 more days Q…" he said, quietly.
"Two days Sam…" she said, holding his gaze for a couple moments. "Okay, stuff from upstairs…" She ran upstairs.
Ten minutes later, she returned with some bath towels and stuff she wasn't taking on their trip.
He was still on the couch where she'd left him but was smiling.
"What took ya so long, Q?" he asked her, smirking.
"Just…getting stuff together…why?" she asked.
He chuckled. "You have like 3 towels and a box of Q-Tips. What took you so long, Q?"
"Ugh…Sam…" she said going into his bathroom, still mumbling.
"I didn't quite catch that, Q…" he said, following her in the bathroom.
"Nothing Sam…jeesh…"
He picked up her right hand. "Me and you are a lot alike, Q, and I know what one can take care of in 10 minutes…"
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "God Sam, I have needs too!"
"That's cool Q…it helps, though, doesn't it?" he asked.
"To a point…" she answered, thinking he's turning me into a perv. "How about a movie?"
"Cool…upstairs?"
"Yeah, and I'll make hot chocolate if you bring some more stuff down from my bedroom…" she asked, poking him in the ribs.
"What if I bring down something you're taking with you?" he asked, walking upstairs with her.
"It's all packed…" she said, going to the kitchen.
"Okay, deal…" He brought down another 3 towels and a little basketful of nail polishes.
The next morning after breakfast, Sam and his dad disassembled Quinn's bed and moved it to the man cave. Then, they moved her dresser and nightstand downstairs. Her bookshelf and desk were already down there. Sam saw all the condoms in her nightstand drawer, thankfully before his dad saw them, so he grabbed the box of colored ones (looked like about 11 left in box) and added them to his bag to go in the limo. The only thing left in Quinn's room was her clothes hanging in her closet and a few items in her bathroom.
While the men moved things, she made a lot of calls. She checked details with the planetarium and made sure Sam's mom could be there early enough to set out the few decorations she had bought. She had previously rechecked the menu from the bistro. She called the A/V kids taking care of video and DJing to make sure they knew where to be and when and that the DJ kid had the correct music. She called the photographer to make sure he was at the church on time. She called the bakery and made sure they knew where to deliver the cake. Sam had already double-checked the flowers from Garrity's. She called the limo and made sure they had times and addresses correct. She called the hotel and double-checked their reservations.
She then decided to make a last-minute run to Hobby Lobby to pick up more silver stars for the pews at church. She had counted 15 rows so she needed 20 more of those stars; she wanted one on each row. She also wanted to stop in at Bath and Body Works to pick up spa stuff for her little party the next evening. She had to find a ride, though, since Sam was taking off in her car to park it in Cincinnati. Kurt came over and picked her up and also ran her by his house so she could stare at her dress. She had left her sexy underthings with Kurt the day she bought them so he could bring them to the church with her dress.
Quinn and Kurt were in his bedroom, ooohing and ahhhing over her dress. He also showed her the little basket for Stacey to carry down the aisle.
"Wow…you sure know how to bedazzle something!" Quinn said, laughing, loving all the blue, bright pink, and purple stars he had glued onto the thing.
Finn walked down the hall and noticed them. He stopped and stepped in Kurt's room.
"Hey guys…gosh, Quinn, you will make the prettiest bride…" he said, seeing her dress and her smile. "I am happy for you and Sam…I hope you know that."
"Thank you Finn…that means a lot to me. How's Rachel?" she asked him.
"She's doing better now, almost 3 months along, can you believe it? I'm gonna be a dad!" he said, seeming very happy.
"So you're keeping the baby? That is wonderful news. You two will be great parents…" Quinn said, genuinely happy for him and Rachel.
"Yeah…it took a little while but Rach came around and wants this as badly as she wanted New York, maybe even wants it more," he said.
"I'm gonna be the most stylish uncle ever!" Kurt said, striking a pose. "And that child will have a fabulous nursery!"
"Sam and I are very happy for you and Rachel…I can't wait to see her baby bump!" Quinn said.
"She has a little one already," Finn said. "Like when she is lying flat on her back. And she has stopped barfing so much."
"Cool…yeah, that should start tapering off hopefully," Quinn offered, looking back at her dress.
"Well, I'll let you two do your wedding thing…see you Sunday Quinn. And congratulations…" Finn said, giving her a small hug and then wandered off.
Kurt covered her dress up again and hung it up and they left for Hobby Lobby. This trip, she found some cool silver star garland that she bought to put along the wedding party table at the reception. Then, they headed to the mall to check out Bath and Body Works.
"Okay, how many people will be at my bachelorette party? Mercedes, Tina, Betsy, Britt, San, Rachel, and Lauren, right? So, 7…" She chose different lotions of different fragrances and small manicure kits. She picked out some lotions and body oils for Sam's mom and some fun little girl stuff for Stacey. They went to the card shop and she bought gift bags for all the fun spa stuff.
They were wandering through the mall and stopped at a watch shop. "You know, am I supposed to get Sam a gift?" she asked Kurt.
"I think so. I'm pretty sure he got you a gift…" Kurt answered her, looking shocked.
She looked over the watches, thinking he might like one. It'd be useful for him and she thought he'd look kind of sexy wearing a watch. She kept looking through the men's watches and finally found one pretty perfect for him. She bought that and they moved on.
After the mall, she asked if they could go to Super Wal-Mart as she needed to pick up food stuff for her party. She picked up a meat and cheese tray, a veggie tray, and a tray of petit fours. "Hopefully that fills them up!" she laughed. She picked up bagels and cream cheese and orange juice for breakfast.
She got home before Sam was dropped off, so she messed around on the PlayStation 3 for awhile, then put together her little gifts for the next night. Wow…tomorrow is the rehearsal and our parties…I can't believe it's almost here…she thought. I will not freak out, I will not freak out, I will not freak out!
While Quinn went shopping with Kurt, Sam drove to Cincinnati in her car with Mike and Tommy following him. He found the hotel and parked her car toward the back of the lot. Thank god it's free parking here he thought, getting into Mike's car.
"Do you guys wanna stop for something to eat? I'm starving," Sam told them.
"Yeah, let me drive outta this fucking mess first," Mike said, talking about the downtown traffic.
Finally away from downtown Cincy, they found a TGIFriday's and stopped there. "My treat, dudes, for driving down here with me," Sam said.
Waiting on their food, Tommy asked Sam, "So, you're really going through with it?"
Sam looked at him like he had just turned green. "Well, yeah, what the fuck did you think?"
"Well, there's still time, you know, to like back out…dude, one girl for the rest of your fucking life…" Tommy continued.
"Don't piss me off…I love Quinn…I'm marrying her…why are you trying to talk me out of it? Jesus!" Sam said, slamming the table slightly.
"Christ, Sam, we're just jokin'! Chill out, man…" Tommy said.
"Seriously, dude, you're just so…young…" Mike said.
"Okay, it's not like our lives are fucking ending! You guys just don't get it…someday you will, I hope," Sam said, taking his plate from the waitress. "So, who do you have in the Super Bowl this year? I'm thinking the Chargers and the Colts."
Once he turned the conversation to sports, Mike and Tommy pretty much shut up about Sam getting married.
On the car ride back to Lima, they started peppering Sam with questions about his bachelor party.
"What time's your dad going home?"
"What if Puck brought booze?"
"What would you say if, oh, a lady stopped by and happened to lose most of her clothes and give you a lap dance?"
"Seriously dudes, no booze and no strippers! My dad'll be pissed and you better believe I'm not going on a honeymoon with a pissed Quinn! No fucking way!"
Mike and Tommy smiled at one another.
"Listen, I wanna do something for Quinn at around midnight on New Year's Eve. She was kinda freaking out about no kiss at midnight…here's the plan…" Sam told him his idea and they begrudgingly said they'd go along with it.
When he finally got home, he found Quinn reading in the man cave. He sat down next to her on the couch and asked how her afternoon went and told her that her car was parked in Cincy.
He put an arm around her shoulders. "So, last New Year's Eve…where were we?" He remembered but wanted to hear her tell him the story.
She bookmarked her book. "Well, we were at that little dance at school, remember? Not really a dress-up dance, just a fun get-together to keep kids from going out drinking. At midnight, you kissed me so sweetly and then said you hoped you got to kiss me every New Year's Eve at midnight. It gave me chills, Samuel."
"That's right! That was also the first night you let me kiss you, like, in front of people," Sam said, laughing.
"Yeah," she remembered, chuckling. "The first PDA. And just think how far we've come!"
He leaned over and kissed her. "A little PDA right now…" She kissed him back.
"I'm gonna get ready for bed, Sam…" she said, getting up and going to the bathroom. He stripped down to his boxers and pulled out his sofa bed. She came out of the bathroom and saw him in his bed already.
"Oh…okay…well, goodnight, I guess…" she said, leaning over to kiss him. She then turned out the lights and crawled into her bed.
After a few moments in the dark, she said, "It's strange having my bed down here. No windows makes it weird…and so dark."
"I can turn a light on for ya, like in the bathroom, if you want," he said in the darkness.
"Would you please? Thanks Sam…" She heard him get up and then a small light came on in the bathroom. She watched him go back to his bed, running a hand through his hair, scratching his junk, yawning.
"I love ya Q…" he said in the semi-darkness.
"I love you too Sam…" she said quietly.
At some point that night, Sam crawled into bed with her and fell asleep. She woke up the next day in his arms.
