A/N: Enjoy! ;)

Chapter 10

"Mercy, wake up." Sam said rubbing her hand gently smiling when she began to stir awake, they left early to beat traffic and made the six hour trip in no time. When Mercedes eyes adjusted she saw they were parked in a circle driveway with a large house, she shot him a confused look that made him smile before he got out and walked to her side helping her out of his truck.

"SAMMMM!" They heard behind them and he just hung his head laughing.

"I wanted to surprise them…" He whispered winking at Mercedes who was still sporting a confused look. He grabbed her hand and walked her towards the door right as it swung back open and she was immediately pulled into a hug by a familiar face.

"Oh my goodness, I thought I'd never see that beautiful face grace my presence again." Mary Evans said squeezing her tighter making her laugh before she hugged the woman back.

"It's good to see you too Ma- Mrs. Evans." Mercedes said causing the woman to pull away and give her a knowing look.

"Now just because you two aren't together doesn't mean you get to start calling me that again, my name is as it was before." Mary said lightly squeezing her cheeks, moving out of their hug to hug her son who grunted when she squeezed him.

"Can't breathe woman!" Sam said before she pulled away laughing.

"As I live and breathe, I know that's not who I think it is at my door?" Mercedes couldn't help but smile brightly at Sam's dad as she walked over to him allowing herself to be engulfed in his hug.

"It's so good to see you pint size, don't make it be this long next time." Dwight said pulling away and smiling down at her. "It's really good to see you Mercedes."

"I'm sorry I haven't kept in touch… I really missed all of you." She said softly looking away before Dwight moved his head to making her look at him.

"Hey, none of that besides between you and me I knew you two couldn't stay away from each other for too long." He said making her giggle.

"So you just knew I was going to come back to him?" She asked with a soft laugh.

"I knew eventually one of you would find their way back to each other but if you two had taken any longer I was going to call your parents and kidnap the both of you and lock you into a room until you figured things out… or gave me a grandchild." Dwight replied winking at Mercedes before letting out deep laugh when he saw her expression.

"What's so funny?" Sam asked smiling at them both.

"Oh nothing just letting Mercy here know that we missed her." Dwight answered pulling his son into a hug. "What brings you here, you usually call first." He asked when he pulled away.

"Long story and unfortunately I don't have time to get into it… I have a meeting in an hour." Sam said with a sigh. "I'm going to take a quick shower, are you going to be okay?" He added looking at Mercedes.

"Yeah, what time is our flight out?" She asked.

"Four in the morning." He answered placing a tender kiss on her temple before running upstairs, Dwight and Mary both shared the same amused expressions making Mercedes roll her eyes.

"So do we need to go over the house rules again or..." Mary joked wrapping an arm around Mercedes and guiding her towards the kitchen, she hadn't seen them in years and yet she already knew the routine. Mary was about to feed the both of them like they hadn't eaten in ages and she knew not to object.

…

Sam came down stairs hearing laughter coming from the kitchen and smiled before heading towards the sound before being stopped by his father, he didn't say a word only gave him a knowing look making Sam throw his head back.

"Fine! I guess I'll eat after my meeting." Sam said walking into the living room with his father behind him, they both sat on opposite couches before his dad shot him a knowing look.

"Wanna explain why a very engaged superstar know at Mercedes Jones is in our kitchen eating a delicious meal with your mother and why you two rather cozy for friends who haven't seen each other in years?"

"Would you believe me if I told you that her assistant called me months ago asking if I was still in love with her and then… she showed up looking beautiful and then all hell broke lose and now she's staying with me."

"That doesn't explain anything." Dwight said sitting back looking at his son confused.

"Her fiance is blackmailing her and she can't go back to him… not after what she's told me about him and that's why we're here. My meeting is to hopefully persuade these guys to not force me to stay here and help finish their album, plus we have to go to New York and try to convince the guys out there the same thing."

"Who's her fiance?" Dwight asked his voice laced with anger.

"No, dad it's being handled and we don't need you or mom going all crazy about it either." Sam said knowing his dad wasn't going to listen to him.

"So, you two are…?"

"I don't know what we are but I do know that I'm happy she's here with me." He answered honestly.

"Sam this is very serious territory you're stepping in and Mercedes isn't just Mercy she's… Mercedes Jones R&B superstar. She is recognized everywhere she goes and we're not really in a place where she can walk down the street and not be noticed."

"Look, I know that and all I can do is hope that this is the right decision… I couldn't just leave her in Lima after telling her she was staying with me." Sam replied checking his watch and realizing he had to leave to be on time for his meeting. "I have to go make sure she gets some sleep okay?"

"You know we'll take care of her, go do what you need to do." Dwight said standing and giving his son a hug before walking into the kitchen. Sam heard them laughing and wanted to go in there but knew he needed to head over to his meeting so he just shot Mercedes a text and headed out.

Santana + Monica

"Hey! I'm Monica."

"Okay what's the plan?" Santana asked getting straight to the point.

"He's having lunch and I don't think he's seen you before… I need you to distract him while I go look for this contract in their apartment." Monica replied.

"You sure this is going to work, because if he recognizes me then it' game over."

"Even if he does he's a narcissist, he'll try to out smart you and get information from you."

"Fine but if this goes to shit we're doing my plan, I need to get changed." Santana said looking around locating the bathroom. Monica prayed like hell her plan would work because she had no idea how they were going to achieve Santana's plan, she waited for her to come back out and when she did she could tell she was dedicated taking him down.

"Alright little Aretha, let's do this." She said with a smirk and Monica just shot her a look before guiding her to the waiting car.

…

Monica watched as Santana walked into the restaurant where Tank was and took in an uneasy breath hoping like hell she would have enough time to do what she needed before the shit hit the fan. She told the driver to drop her a few blocks from their apartment and she quickly walked to it and used her key, when she walked in she went to straight to Mercedes' office first and searched every cabinet. She didn't have much luck and decided to walk into his office which unfortunately was locked but she didn't let that stop her, she was very resourceful and managed to unlock it, looking around she wasn't sure where to start so she went to the first file cabinet and started there.

After about forty-five minutes she heard some shuffling and a slight laugh that made her freeze, not that she had anything remotely proving that the document wasn't actually binding, she heard a few things fall over before hearing a groan followed by loud sigh.

"Mini Aretha?" She heard and let out the breath she was holding as she walked out of his office before gasping at an unconscious Tank on the floor.

"Oh no, what did you do?" She asked looking at Santana with a worried expression which she only got a shrug in return.

"Your plan was never going to work, we need an actual confession from him." She said talking her heels off and walking over to the fridge pulling out a beer and sitting down on the couch. "You can keep looking he'll be out for another thirty minutes."

"How did you get him up here?" Monica asked poking him.

"I timed it and suggested we leave when I could notice it kicking in and before you ask it's nothing bad just a mild sedative, he won't even have any after effects." She replied turning on the tv and getting comfortable.

"And just what the hell are we going to do when his does wake back up?"

"I got it all figured out but if I were you I'd used this time to find whatever physical proof you need." Santana said shooting her a sly grin. Monica took that as her cue to continue doing what she was earlier and she quickly went back into his office hoping this time she would find something she over looked. She checked his desk once more surprised that it was completely unlocked, she was sifting through some papers when she noticed a small hatch in the back, lifting it she saw that there was a whole file that was hidden.

She quickly took it out and opened it seeing that he had a whole file on Mercedes and it wasn't just when they met, it was from before they met as well and the more she look the angrier she got before having to slam the folder down and walking back into the living room.

"Wake him up!" She shouted startling Santana who turned and looked at her like she was crazy.

"Woah, if we wake him up now he won't be fully coherent."

"I don't care! We need to get answers now, this sick asshole has been keeping tabs on her even before they met." Monica replied growing even more angry.

"Just wait ten more minutes and we-" Santana started before Tank groaned. "Well I guess he's waking up now, hurry help me tie him up." Monica just nodded and helped her do whatever she asked because she needed answers more than anything and she also needed to find out how deep this all went.

"Wh-what the fuck..." Tank said blinking before noticing the woman from the restaurant smirking at him.

"Welcome back." Santana said winking at him right before Monica walked up and punched him in the face.

"WHAT THE FUCK!"

"That's for what you did to Mercedes." She said punching him again. "And that was for the stunt you pulled, you are sick and you won't get away with it."

"Let me go you stupid bitches!" Tank demanded only to be slapped by Santana before she leaned in close to his face.

"Watch who you call a bitch." She said in a threatening tone that made him move back slightly. "Now we have a few questions and you will answer them all or else."

"Go ahead." Santana said looking at Monica who just hit him again realizing Mercedes never got a chance to do that before composing herself

"Now that I've got that out of my system, why Mercedes?" Monica asked and Tank just chuckled looking at her like she was crazy before she punched him in mouth. "That should get your mouth moving, again why her?"

"She's the industry sweetheart." He huffed and Monica shook her head with a humorless laugh.

"Bullshit, I found that file and those pictures you took say anything but sweetheart and I have a sickening feeling you those were plan b if she didn't sign that paper." Monica said and he smirked nodding his head.

"I see why she kept you even after I suggested she fire you." Monica started to hit him again but Santana stopped her shaking her head, she knew they wouldn't get answers that way.

"Look Boat, Monica is wave four in this and guess what bitch I'm the fifth wave so you have one of two choices. You can release Wheezy from this bull shit contract and walk away with your "pride" still intact or you can keep playing these games and have to deal with me for the rest of your life because [moves closer] I have the time."

"You have nothing to prove that I have done any wrong doings and it'll be your words against mine and in case you didn't hear me earlier I hold some weight in this town. I OWN her and she will bring her happy ass back her and parade around like the loving woman she claims to be, so yeah Monica you may have that little tidbit about me being married and yeah I lied on a few documents to get me where I am. I will milk her of everything she has and once her talent dries up I'll drop her ass faster than you can blink. She is a tool nothing more nothing less. All those charities I took her to were bullshit charities I came up with for her to donate her money to just so it can go back into my pockets, she's my personal bank.

You don't know how much the little songstress is worth because if you did you would want more than that little change she's paying you. I have my hands in everything in her life and once we get married I'll make it seem like she's a cheating hoe and release the video of her that country bumpkin. She'll have to pay me so much money that she'll go broke and I'll look like the saint.

So whatever air brain idea you two bitches have cooked up won't work Mercedes Jones is mine until I longer need her. Usually I would have to handle these type of things with a little violence but seeing that you two are way out of your league I'll just let this slide but know your actions today will effect her when she returns." Tank said smugly. Monica felt her blood boiling and Santana had an odd smile on her face.

"So you think you're going to milk her dry and no one will notice? You can't have that much on her otherwise she wouldn't be with Sam right now." Santana replied ignoring the glare from Monica and smirking more at Tank's expression.

"Ha-ha! You thought some bullshit black mailing was going to keep them apart? They have broken up and gotten back together enough to know where their hearts are you will never have Mercedes because you never did. She has belonged to Trouty since the minute they met and you think putting a ring on it is gonna give you a leg up. You are clearly deluded but that's okay because Auntie Snix is out to play and I brought a little help of my own."

Monica gave Santana a confused look before watching her take a the tape recorder from her under her clothes. She gave Tank her snarkiest and bitchiest smile, she hit the rewind button then hit play. The look on Tank's face was one of pure surprise, he heard everything they had spoken about and even a little more. He started to reach of it before Santana yanked it back and handed it to Monica.

"I'm sure you have everything you need from him?" Santana asked.

"I just need one more thing." Monica said looking at Tank.

"Who's been helping you keep tabs on Mercedes?"

"Shane Tinsley." Tank answered rolling his eyes.

"Wait... what? Why the hell would he do that?" Santana asked not believing him.

"I don't know nor do I care, he was willing to spy so I pretended to give a damn on his reasoning. There now you know, go play detective with him now but whether she likes it or not she is stuck with me until I say otherwise. The contract is binding and she signed, I didn't forge her signature and it was notarized so this little farce won't get you anywhere but I have to admit it was very cute." Tank said smirking.

"No he's right… if it's binding then she's stuck." Monica said letting out a sigh looking at Santana who didn't seem the least bit phased.

"She could always break it and then it'll cost them both… but then again she is the talent so she will be able to bounce back." Santana said calmly and the look on Tank's face was all the answer they needed.

"Well it's been fun, I do believe we have some calls to make...first, we need to warn Cedes about Shane, something about him being the one helping him doesn't feel right." Santana said pulling out her phone and calling an unexpected person.

"Um… Hello?"

"What's up Karofsky? I need a favor..."

Soooo... Now we all know that Shane is helping Tank but we don't know why... no really lol the next chapter will have a familiar flashback and let's just say Tank might have something else still up his sleeve. I promise more Samcedes moments too.

I also want to say thank you for everyone who's still sticking with me and reading my stories! Until next time XOXO!