A/N: Hey guys, LadiJ is back, and here to present to you another update. There's a lot going on in this chapter, so I hope you like it. Thanks to my beta Zeejack, you're an amazing friend. I'm not going to ramble on, I just hope you enjoy, and HAPPY READING!

MUCH LOVE

*DISCLAIMER* I don't own anything! Please excuse any mistakes, my beta and I are only human.

Things were looking great for Mercedes and Sam, he was having an incredible season, and was well on his way to leading the Bears to the superbowl. She was working so hard on her tour, and was a few weeks away from her opening night. Her album was doing great on the charts, and she just had her third number one hit on the charts. As far as careers, there was no stopping the Evans, and as far as their relationship, it was just as good. They got their dog, which they named JC (After James Cameron, Sam's favorite director) but it was Mercedes who was absolutely in love with him, and he with her. He followed her everywhere she went around the house, and to say that Sam was a little jealous was an understatement.

"JC, come here boy…" Sam called out, as he sat on the couch. He was doing everything he could do to get that dog's attention, but nothing was working. JC was sitting at the door, he knew Mercedes was going to be home soon, and he was going to be waiting at the door for her. "Can you just wait for mommy over here with me?"

JC looked over his shoulder, and turned back to the door not even moving.

Sam was so outdone, but then he heard Mercedes' car pulling in the driveway, and it was then and only then that JC started to bark. He wouldn't stop barking until the door opened and Mercedes walked in. He practically jumped in her arms.

"There's my baby!" She knelt down and picked up JC, as he was giving her kisses. "You missed mommy didn't you? Well mommy missed you too."

They were so engulfed in their little moment, they didn't notice Sam was giving them both death glares. Finally Mercedes looked up and saw the look Sam was giving her, and she started to giggle, but tried to hold back.

"Um...I think mommy needs to go give daddy some love, he looks upset." She sat JC down, and of course he followed her over to Sam, "Hey baby, I missed you." She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

As jealous as he was of how JC treated the two of them, he would never deny himself of Mercedes kisses, so he pulled her closer and kissed her deeply. "I missed you too, how was rehearsal?"

"It was good, I am getting more and more comfortable with the show, and Mike is doing such an amazing job. Everything is flowing so effortlessly from one song to the next. Baby I can't wait for you to see the show, and the fact that I get to have my opening night at Soldier Field, is incredible!" She was getting excited just thinking about it.

Sam loved seeing Mercedes so happy, her smile was so infectious, and always made him smile, "I am so excited to see you on stage again, shaking that ass, and looking as sexy as ever." He smirked, "But I am even more excited to hear you sing on that big stage, I just hope I can contain myself, you know how your voice effect me."

Mercedes giggled at how silly Sam was being, but she also knew he was very sincere about what he was saying, "Well I hope you can too, because the last thing we need is a headline that says, "Chicago Bears Quarterback, Sam Evans and Diva Mercedes Evans gets X-Rated in Soldier Field!" She laughed.

JC was starting to get a little jealous that Mercedes was not giving him any attention, so he started barking, and jumping around at her feet.

Sam looked down at him, "Hey you, I get the attention now, so nah!" He playfully stuck his tongue out at him, "I don't know what you did to that dog, but I don't stand a chance with you around. We might have to get another dog, because man's best friend had turned his back on me." He laughed, and pulled her closer to him, "But about that headline, I don't think that's a bad thing." He wiggled his eyebrow.

Mercedes was in a fit of giggles at how Sam was being about JC, but she knew how excited he was about getting the dog, and for JC to take a liking to her had to be a bit of a downer for him. "We can get another dog if you like, I think it would be fun for JC to have a friend." She rolled her eyes at him about the headline, "We'll keep the X-rated stuff in my dressing room, after the show."

He was excited that Mercedes was willing to get another dog, he was truly surprised by that. "You always surprise me babe, and I love you for that." His eyes bugged out, "Woman, did you just promise me X-rated time after your concert, in the stadium I've been playing for the last two seasons?" He smirked, "And that's why I married you!" He pumped his fist in the air.

"I like to keep my man guessing, and on his toes." She giggled, then shrugged, "Besides, I'm going to need to unwind after my concerts."

Sam sauntered over to Mercedes, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her into him, "So what you're saying is, that I need to be waiting for you, naked, in your dressing room, after every concert?"

Wrapping her arms around Sam's neck, Mercedes gave him a quick peck on the lips, "That would make things a lot easier for me, and an amazing sight after a night of hard work."

Sam let his hands roam freely to his favorite place, her ass, and he kissed her again. "I can definitely help you unwind."

"WOOF, WOOF!" JC had enough of this mushy stuff and needed the attention again.

Mercedes laughed, pulling away from the kiss, and picked up JC, "Does mommy's baby need some attention?"

Sam rolled his eyes, and was gobsmacked that the dog just cock blocked him, "Are you serious right now?" He threw up his hands and walked away.

Mercedes continued to coo over JC, but giggled when Sam left the room, "You see what you did JC? Now mommy is going to have to do some major making up to daddy tonight." A smirk crept on her face, "That sounds like a fun night to me." With one last pat to JC, Mercedes put him down and followed behind Sam, "Oh Saaaammm…."

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Two Months Later

Sam was getting ready to head to Miami for Super Bowl week, and he was excited about it. "Babe, did you happen to pack my IPod?"

Mercedes sighed and shook her head, "It's already in the bag Sam. We went over that last night remember?" She got up and made her way to the bedroom, "All you have to do grab your bag, we packed everything last night."

"I just wanted to double check, that's all."

She took his hands in hers, "I know you're not nervous are you Sam?"

Sam let out a sigh, "Just a little, I'd feel a lot better if you were coming out there with me."

Mercedes smiled, "I wish I was coming out there with you tonight too, but I'll be there later on this week. I mean I have to have sound check for singing the National Anthem at the game." She smirked, still couldn't believe that she was asked to sing at the Super Bowl, and she was so honored.

Sam was super proud of his wife and all her accomplishments, but knowing that she was going to sing at the very Super Bowl he was going to be playing in, made this day even more special to him. "That's right, my talented, beautiful, sexy wife is singing at the game...well, that should only improve my chances of winning."

"I would hope so," Mercedes stated, "I wouldn't to want to be a distraction to you."

Pulling her close to him, "That's not even possible baby." He kissed her sweetly on her plump lips, "You are my reason for playing so well, I am always trying to make you proud of me, so I will always do my best and try to impress you."

She relished in his kiss, and kissed him back, "You don't have to work hard to impress me baby, you do that just by being here everyday and being my husband." She gave him a quick peck on the lips, "I am so proud of you, you're going to the biggest game of your life, in just your second season in the NFL. Not many guys get to do this in their entire career, but here you are." She ran her fingers in his hair, "You earned this baby and win or lose, you are always going to be a champion in my eyes. You know how much I believe in you Sam Evans."

Sam had that familiar feeling creep up inside him, and you couldn't wipe that devious look off his face, "Mercedes Evans….you know what you're doing when you say things like that." He scooped her up in his arms, leading her back to their bed.

"Sam…..no! You don't have time for this." Mercedes tried to fight out if his arms, to no avail. "You have to get to the airport, and I am not going to let you start something you can't finish."

"If you stop fighting me, I will finish woman!" He laid her down on the bed, "Now let your man do his thing, and make you cum before I get out of here."

"No Sam!" She rolled away after he laid her down on the bed, "You need to be walking out the door in the next five minutes and you Sam Evans have never been done in five minutes." She gave him a knowing glare.

He opened his mouth to rebut her comment, but then snapped his mouth back shut when he couldn't come up with something clever to say. He knew she was right, he had never been done with her in five minutes, and he didn't see him starting now. He huffed, "Fine...I guess I'll wait till you get to Miami then."

She couldn't believe he actually let this go, he was never one to let a sexual encounter go. He always found a way to get what he wanted. Not wanting to derail anything she calmly gathered her purse and keys, "Now come on, we need to get you to the airport." She smiled and headed out the room, and stopped quickly, "Oh and Sam, when I get to Miami it's so on." She gave him a wink and headed to the car.

Sam smiled so bright and did a fist pump, "And that's why I love that woman!" He grabbed his luggage and headed to the car.

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In Miami

It was the day before the big game, and Mercedes and Sam were both super busy getting ready for the big day. Sam had loads of press, along with practice. Mercedes had to get ready to sing the National Anthem, and also make sure all hers and Sam's families and friends got to the house they rented and settled. She was running around like a chicken with her head cut off, doing press, and still trying to keep the house in order. Things had never been this busy for the couple, but with what was on the line, they handled it like the champs they were. As much as Mercedes would have wanted to cook for everyone again, with all the things she had to do, there was no time, so they hired a professional chef for the week to take care of all their friends and families needs.

Sam and Mercedes stayed at the hotel that the team provided the player the night before the game, so it would be no issues with getting to the stadium on time. Mercedes had come out of the bathroom to see Sam doing sit ups in the bedroom. She knew this was him showing his nerves, he always worked out when he was nervous. She watched him for a minute, just enjoying the view. He looked up and smiled, "Like what you see?"

Mercedes smiled and licked her lips, "I always do, it's one of the highlights of my day." She walked over and sat down next to him on the floor, taking his hands in hers, "So talk to me babe, how nervous are you?"

Sam chuckled at her response, but got serious when she read him like a book, "On a scale from 1-10, I'm at a 20!" He sighed, "What if I get all the way to this point and fail? What if I let my team down?"

"You could never let your team down if you go out there and do your best." She squeezed his hand, "You're an amazing quarterback Sam, and I believe in you, now you need to start believing in yourself."

His head dropped, he knew she was right. He needed to believe in himself, and relax. Looking back up at his beautiful wife, he gave her a slight smile, "You always know what to say don't you?" Pulling her on his lap, letting his hands rest on her ass, "Why do you believe in me so much?"

Mercedes smiled and kissed him sweetly on his lips, "Do you really have to ask that? I believe in you because you show me everyday how spectacular you are. You're an amazing football player, a great friend, and son, and a phenomenal husband. Everything about you let's me know I can believe in you with not a doubt in my mind."

Sam's heart felt as if it was going to fly out of his chest hearing Mercedes' words. The nervousness he was feeling before, was starting to fade away. "I love you, you know that?" He leaned in and kissed her deeply, "Going to prom with you and Rachel was the best decision I ever made in my life."

Mercedes giggled, "Asking you to prom was the best decision of my life." She kissed him back, "Now, let's get up and get to bed, we both have a long day ahead of us." She started to get up, only to be pulled back down by Sam, "Baby…." She squealed.

Sam was not through with her yet, "Oh no you don't, where do you think you're going? I do remember you promising me that it would be on in Miami."

"Um...did you not get your world rocked the day I got here?" She challenged, not really objecting to rocking his world again.

"You did, but you know I am never satisfied when it comes to you." He wiggled his eyebrow, and gave her his signature crooked smile.

She was trying to play hard to get, but looking into Sam's sparkling green eyes, and that smile of his, always melted her heart "You know what you are doing, don't you Mr. Evans?" She smirked.

"That I do Mrs. Evans." He started kissing her neck and chest, and smiled when he heard her starting to moan. "So I guess you like that huh?"

Mercedes was no match for Sam when he was determined to get his groove on, and she was not going to fight him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she tilted her head to give him better accre, "You know I do, and now I am ready for a whole lot more, so I hope you are ready to rock my world."

"That goes without saying." Sam replied, and quickly flipped her on her back.

"Sam…." She squealed, "You're just going to have your way with me on the floor?"

Sam hovered over her, and had a huge smile on his face, "I want you right now, and moving to the bed is just going to waste time." He started removing her clothes, and his. "Besides, you know we have to christen every surface we dwell in." He gave her a small wink.

"Well when you're right, you're right." Mercedes giggled, and wrapped her legs around his waist, "So now Mr. Evans...I need to feel you inside me….now!"

"Your wish is my command." Sam wasted no time and he was inside her in no time. They spent the next few hours pleasuring one another, and just basking in the love they felt for one another. They eventually made their way to the bed, and fell off to sleep. They had a long day ahead of them, but no matter what, they were both going to attack the day with a smile on their faces.

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Superbowl Sunday

This was the day Sam had dreamed about his whole life, and to finally be there was a dream come true. He had all kinds of emotions flowing through his body, excitement, nervousness, anxiousness, and even fear. He had been trying to shake off the doubts that he had about his capability of leading this team to victory, but they kept creeping back in his head. As much as he believed he could lead this team, those insecure feelings wouldn't leave him alone. He sat in the locker room, trying not to show his teammates that he was going through this, but Quincy could see the nerves all over his face. He walked over to him and took a seat next to him.

"You alright man? You looking as little pale...even for you."

Sam tried to let out a weak laugh, "I'm just trying to gather my thoughts, that's all."

"You're going to do great out there, don't worry." He patted his shoulder, "Hey, you got us here, so all you have to do is finish it out."

Sam smiled at him, "Yeah, let's hope I can do that." Just then his phone chimed, and he saw it was a text from Mercedes.

You got this babe, I believe in you, now you believe in you. ~Mercy

Quincy could tell by the goofy grin on his face who was texting him, "I think you're ready now."

Sam hit send on his phone, and put it away with a smile on his face. "Damn right I am, let's do this!" Seeing his wife's words, he was ready to go win this game.

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Meanwhile

Mercedes was in her dressing room waiting to go out and sing the National Anthem. This was one of the biggest things she was going to have the opportunity to do, and she was going to make sure people remembered the name Mercedes Jones-Evans. She was full of nerves, and she knew Sam was feeling the same way. This was a huge deal for him, and she wanted to be there for him, but that wasn't possible. So she decided to give him the next best thing, she texted him. She smiled seeing his reply, she knew he was going to be okay.

You know what you doing Mercy, and I love you for that. We go celebrate tonight, so be ready ~Sam I Am

Her smile was so bright, her hairstylist looked at her in the mirror, "Sam must be ready huh?"

She nodded, "He is now…"

There was a knock on her door, letting her know it was time for her to make her way to the field. With a quick prayer with her crew, she made her way down the tunnel. She was able to stand front and center to see Sam get introduced in his first super bowl game, and there was no wiping the smile off of her face. She was so proud of him, he worked so hard, and now he was in the biggest game in his career. As proud as she was of him, this was also a huge moment for her, so she got focused and ran over the song in her head. There's no way I'm going to be the laughing stock because I messed up the words of the National Anthem at the biggest game of the year. She was brought out of her thoughts by the announcer saying her name. The crowd cheered, but even over all the people in the stadium, she heard Sam scream out, "That's my Mercy!" And that put her mind at ease. She took her place, and waited for the music to start. She was flawless, every note she sang was beautiful, and she felt it too. It was a huge moment, and a great accomplishment for her. Once the song ended, she waved and quickly made her way off the field, only to be greeted with a hug from Sam.

"You were great out there baby!"

"Thanks babe, now you go be just as great." She replied and kissed his cheek, "I'll see you after the game."

Sam shot her a wink and headed back over to his team, and got the game underway. He felt good hitting the field, and he was starting to get his nerves in check. They started off strong, with Sam passing to Quincy, and them making it in field goal position. The kicker made the goal and the score was 3-0. The defense allowed the Cowboys to score on the next play, making the score 7-3. That remained the score for the first half, then the second half the Cowboys struck first with a field goal, making the score 10-3. Sam was annoyed with the way he was playing and the way the defense was playing. So with two minutes to go before the half, Sam called his favorite play, and Quincy was right where he was supposed to be, and caught the pass, and ran it in for the touchdown, making the score tied. And that's how they went into the half.

Mercedes was all riled up in the sky box with all her friends and family. On one hand she was happy that she had her own box that was provided for her, that way she didn't have to deal with the players wives. Except Shelley, she invited her and her family to join her. Her frustrations came from the game. She could see how annoyed Sam was, and how much it was affecting his game. Marvin also saw how upset she was, so he made his way towards her, sitting at her side.

"Baby girl relax, Sam got this." Wrapping his arms around her shoulder, and giving her a warm smile, "He has been practicing his whole life for moments like this, and he'll get the job done, you'll see."

She smiled at her dad, he always knew what she needed, "Thanks dad, I know he got it, I'm just so nervous for him. He's been dreaming of this his whole life, and if he loses, he'll be devastated."

"He probably will, but he'll get through it, and with you by his side, it will make it a lot easier." He pulled her in closer, "Just be there for him Cedes, no matter what."

"I will daddy, I promise." She hugged him back, and saw the lights go down, "Now come on, let's go watch the halftime show."

Marvin jumped up, "Oh yeah, I don't want to miss Beyonce!" He almost knocked Mercedes over to get to his perfect spot to see the show.

"Dang daddy!" She giggled, but she was right behind him to catch the show.

The second half started, and whatever was said in the locker room to the Bears, must've worked, because the defense was on fire. They weren't letting the Cowboys get close to scoring, but neither could the Bears. Sam was sacked three times, and it was frustrating the hell out of him. The fourth quarter came, and it was still tied. Neither team was backing down, and for football fans, this was an amazing game. But for Mercedes, it was just annoying. She hated seeing Sam that way, and she just wanted the whole thing over with. With one minute left in the game the Bears had the ball, and was charging up the field. On their first down, they gained ten yards getting them over the fifty yard line. On their second down, they had a big play and gained twenty yards, taking them to the thirty yard line. Sam decided not to go for the field goal yet, they still had time. So once the ball was snapped, Sam looked and saw his boy Quincy open, and he threw the ball. Just then a Cowboy defender came and tackled Sam, once he hit the ground he felt something go SNAP. He felt the pain shoot through his entire body, and he screamed. The crowd also screamed, but that was because Quincy ran the ball in for the touchdown and the Bears won the game 17-10. The guys started to celebrate, but quickly saw Sam was not getting up, and they called the trainers out.

Mercedes' heart dropped seeing Sam on the ground, not getting up, and writhing in pain. "Sam….get up baby. Please…" The tears were starting to well up in her eyes, and she felt lost and hopeless. She could feel arms around her, but she didn't know who they were, her eyes were glued on Sam. "Come on baby, get up, I need you to be okay. This is not going to work without you." She went numb, and all she could think about was the worse case scenarios. Her phone rang, but she couldn't answer it, so Maxine did.

"Hello….hi Frank, is he okay? Yes...yes….okay. She's doing as well as she can, but please let us know anything as soon as you know. Okay….bye." She sighed, "Baby, that was Frank, he said he will let you know what's going on as soon as he knows. Just stay strong, Sam will be fine."

Mercedes could barely hear what her mother was saying, she was focused on Sam. She watched as they took him off the field on the stretcher, and she finally spoke. "I need to be with him, he needs me!" She tried to get up, but her family and friends wouldn't let her go.

"You can't go down there now baby girl." Marvin said.

"Just relax Cedes," Dwight chimed in with his voice shaking, "Best thing you can do for Sam is let the doctors handle this."

"I know you want to see Sam, and you will." Mary nodded, not even holding back her tears, "We all have to just let the doctors do their job, and wait. As hard as that is right now."

"We're all here for you Diva!" Kurt said, hugging her. And everyone agreed. They all sat down, knowing they were not going to leave her side until they knew what was going on.

A/N: I know it's a cliffhanger, but I'm working on the next update now, so hopefully I can have it for you soon. To everyone that wanted the drama...be careful what you ask for. Let me know what you guys think.

To the guest that asked if the other wives knew how famous Mercedes was, the answer is yes, but you know how haters are. No matter how famous you are, they think they are better. Allison and Yasmine want to be the top dog, and Mercedes is in their way, so they go do anything and everything to knock her down, but we see that's not working. So hate on haters!