DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE BUT THIS STORY I DO.
SPOOKTACULAR ERA :)
"What are you going to be?"
"I have no idea Ms. Cedes and Halloween's tomorrow." The little girl sighed as she leaned against the counter, watching the woman closely, "I've never been so confused."
Mercedes smiled at her as she placed the napkin down then the vanilla cupcake with orange and purple colored buttercream topped with a gummy black spider on top, "Well, I'm sure you'll come up with something."
"I sure hope so." She replied before thanking her as she picked up her treat, looking at her with her big hazel eyes, "What are you going to be?"
"No idea, so it looks like we're both in a pickle." Mercedes giggled, prompting her to the same. She looked up when she saw her mother coming, picking up the bag and handing it to her, "Extra cookies on the house."
"Thank you so much, Mercedes. You have no idea how much you've saved me and I'm sorry again for being late."
"You're fine." She told the mother, watching as she gave her a smile before grabbing her daughter's hand, who waved at Mercedes as they left. She turned and found the woman coming from the back, "Thank you for coming in last minute, Brooke. I don't know why I thought I could handle this by myself."
"It's not a problem." Brooke responded as she sat on the stool, picking up the coffee cup and taking a sip, "This is really good by the way."
"Something I came up with yesterday actually." Mercedes smirked as she leaned against the counter, "Witches Brew."
Brooke snorted at the name, "Hence sparkly coffee content. It taste like magic."
"That's the secret ingredient." Mercedes chuckled, turning around when she heard the bell sound, indicating the door opening again. She excused herself and went to assist the customers. After she tended to them and got them their requests, she picked up the last two order card from the basket by the phone, looking at them, "Mr. Stanley has those Lemon Blueberry cupcakes in the back cooler. Can you box those for me?"
"Sure can."
"Thank you." Sitting that card aside, she rolled her eyes when she saw who the last one was for. Grabbing a container from the shelf, she picked up her cookie grabber, so she could reach in to get the cookies. She placed them on top of the wax paper just as the door opened, giving the man a smile when she saw who it was, "Hey Winn."
"Hey Mercedes." He greeted with a smile of his own, making his way to the counter, watching as she closed the box, "Is that it?"
"Yep, you came just in time." She walked around the counter, stopping before she heard something drop behind her, seeing that it was Brooke, glaring at the man in front of her, "Relax." She watched as her eyes changed, the glare still evident as she looked at the man.
Winn took a calming breath as he pulled the money from his pocket and sat it on the counter, "I just came here to pick up the order. I don't want any trouble."
"Out of all the bakeries in Portland, why did you choose this one?"
"Brooke, calm down."
"No, this insufferable mutt is only here to start trouble."
The man's eyes changed as a growl rumbled in this throat, prompting the girl to do the same and Mercedes to get in between them.
"ENOUGH!" Mercedes glared at them both. She pushed the box to his chest then turned and push Brooke back behind the counter, "I don't want to continue to have this rival mess in my shop."
"Sorry, Mercedes." Winn held on to the box tightly, his eyes changing back to its normal color blue as he looked at her, "Won't happen again but know the only reason I haven't ripped her throat out yet is because of the respect I have for Mercedes."
"If there be a next time." Brooke snapped, watching as he continued to glare at her as he walked out. She turned back and looked at a frustrated Mercedes, "One day you're not going to be there to play mediator."
Mercedes ran her hands over her face as the girl stormed to the back, shaking her head as she leaned against the counter and looked up to the ceiling, "Just get me through the rest of this afternoon."
The Halloween orders and her normal customers had did Mercedes in. She rubbed the back of her neck as she locked the door to her car, sticking her hands in her pockets as she walked on the sidewalk, the wind blowing with a mixture of howling in the starry night as she made her way to her house. Hearing rustling in the leaves behind her, she turned slightly and saw a large creature coming from out the woods, staring at the eyes that were in front of her with a frown, "Not tonight." She turned back and walked up to her house, unlocking and locking the door behind her. She sat her bag down and headed up the stairs to take a bath. She ran the hot water, adding some soothing salts in before stripping from her clothes and getting in. While she was relaxing, she didn't realize that something had made its way in her house, staying downstairs and waiting for her expected return. After about twenty minutes, Mercedes tied the robe as she walked down the stairs to head to her kitchen, jumping slightly when she saw the man standing at her threshold, "God, I can only deal with so many werewolves tod..." She started but was cut off when he made his way to her and placed his mouth on hers, his arms snaking around her waist as he pulled her closer to him. Mercedes pulled back breathlessly as she stared at him, frown still plastered on her lips, "Seriously?"
"Seriously." He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her pressure point on her neck, feeling her heart starting to speed up as he placed her on the counter. He moved the robe off of her shoulder, leaving small kisses against the skin then gently nipping and sucking.
Mercedes reluctantly gave in for a moment as she pulled his mouth to hers, deepening the kiss before her hands went to the sides of his face, staring down in his eyes as she mumbled something.
Suddenly, he dropped his hands and stepped back, standing still in place and cursing her with his own frown, "I hate when you do that."
"You deserve it, Sam." Mercedes got off the counter, walking over to the refrigerator as she adjusted her robe, "You've been a bad boy today."
Sam cut his eyes at the wording, "Oh, you got jokes huh?"
Mercedes chuckled as she took out her leftovers from last night, placing the container in the microwave. She made her way back over to stand in front of him, "Want to try this again?"
Sam scoffed as he turned his head away, "No."
Mercedes just smiled as she placed her hands on his face, turning it gently to kiss him, breaking the holding spell she had him under before removing her lips, "Hi."
"Hi." He greeted when his little facade broke, a smile on his face as he hugged her tightly, "I've missed you."
"I've missed you too." She hugged him back before hitting his shoulder, "But you're giving me hell to deal with when you know Brooke is there."
Sam laughed humorlessly, "It's harmless fun."
"To you." She pursed her lips as she crossed her arms, "I hate having to be the mediator between two packs."
"Maybe them knowing about us will make them chill out some."
"Highly doubt it. It would be one chaotic mess if they found out." She went and grabbed her plate from the microwave when it sounded off. She picked up a fork and grabbed a bottle of water as she made her way to the living room.
Sam got him a water as well before following, taking a seat beside her on the couch, "At this point, I don't care anymore. I'm trying to marry and procreate with you."
Mercedes giggled as she looked over at him, "Sam, your family would have your head and mine too."
"Technically, they wouldn't, seeing that they didn't say I couldn't date a witch."
"But you know I'm against the rules by default for me being adopted into my family."
Sam took her fork and got some of the pasta, and placed it in his mouth; "I don't care what they think. I love you and no one is going to do anything about it."
Mercedes smiled as she looked at him, leaning over and kissing his cheek, "I love you too."
"We still on for tomorrow?"
"Yes." Mercedes answered with a big smile, "You have no idea how excited I am to just be at home, hand out candy and cuddle while we watch scary movies all night."
"And to fall asleep and wake up in each other's arms." Sam turned a bit, so he could face her, "I've been thinking a lot about this lately and I really want us to move in together."
Mercedes titled her head back to look at him, "But?"
"That's it, there's no but." He said as he grabbed her hand, "I meant what I said. I'm done with us being a secret, it's been too long. I love you and I'm ready to take multiple of next steps with you."
Mercedes sent him a smile. Of course them keeping their relationship on the hush was both of their doings but it was for good reasonings. Sam was a werewolf and the leader of his pack, while she was a witch. The two have known each other for all of their lives, just now acting on their feelings when they reached adulthood. It was complicated situation, but then again it wasn't. It wasn't that they couldn't be together, it just was unconventional and would cause a lot of tension. However, the two loves overpowered the outside noise.
He kissed the back of her hand, stopping shortly when he spelt the incoming range, rolling his eyes as he sat back on the couch, "They're here."
Before she could ask who, she saw her door fly open, prompting her to jump off of her couch, sitting her plate down on the table, "What the hell?"
"One of them marked territory in your..." Brooked stopped short when she saw Sam, eyes turning into slits as she moved to towards him, only to have her motions stopped. She looked at Mercedes confusedly as her brother bumped into the back of her, "What's going on here?"
He didn't feel like this tonight, so Sam got up from the couch, leaning down and kissing Mercedes gently on the lips before pulling back, "Call me when they leave."
"Be safe." She knew better than to ask him to stay. Mercedes watched as he walked around them, crossing her arms over her chest as her family watched his every move as he left before turning back to her in shock. She didn't let them up until she knew Sam was long gone.
"You're screwing him? I can't believe you, Mercedes."
Mercedes rolled her eyes as she looked at her, "Sam is the least of your worries."
"How long have you been deceiving us?"
"I wasn't deceiving anyone, we were protecting each other from the black lash that we were bound to get." Mercedes moved her hair behind her ear as she sat back on the couch, "Sam and I have been dating for three years."
"THREE YEARS? What in the fu...I need liquor." Landon finally found his voice, in utter disbelief at the new information before he disappeared into the kitchen, cursing incoherently.
Brooke didn't know what to say as she looked at her in complete disbelief, "Mercedes, why? Out of all the people, why him? Everyone's going to be pissed. Do you hear me? PISSED."
"You can't help who you fall in love with." She shrugged as she leaned back against the cushion, "And I'm not leaving him just because you all disapprove."
Brooke just shook her head, "How did we missed it?"
"Witchcraft probably." Landon came back in with a bottle of vodka, drinking from it, "God, Mercedes. Really?"
"You two can leave because nothing you say is going to change the fact that I'm with the man I love. You don't run my life and sure as hell not going to tell me who I can and can't date."
Brooke and Landon stared off with her for a moment before Brooke abruptly left out, slamming the front door behind her. Landon looked over at Mercedes and sighed, "Cedes, it's...just why him?"
"Because I love him, that's why. Goodnight Landon."
Landon just shook his head before walking out of her home, closing the door behind him. This was not going to end good.
Mercedes had let her crew fill in for her at work while she stayed at home. After last night, she just needed a breather from everyone. She had spent all day finishing up little decorations she had left in home, preparing for the night with Sam and getting her candy bowls ready. She had been ignoring her family's calls, not wanting to have anything to do with them at the moment, she placed a spell around her house to keep them out since they were still tripping over the whole situation. Hearing the front door open, she turned when she saw Sam coming in, sitting his duffel bag down on the floor.
Sam smiled once he saw her, making his way over and wrapping her up in his arms. It was not a moment that he didn't want to be without this.
Mercedes looped her arms around his waist, laying her head down on his chest, "Hi."
"Hi." He greeted back before leaning down and giving her a kiss, pulling back slightly, "You taste like cinnamon."
Mercedes giggled as she let go of him, gesturing towards the kitchen, "I got hungry. I had made us some homemade cinnamon rolls and ate one."
"My favorite." He took of his jacket and hung it on the rack, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt as he turned back to her, "How did it go last night?"
"Tell your pack to keep their guard up." She answered softly and honestly as she stared at him, "And you, well, I got you."
"You don't have to protect me, I can do that myself." He placed his hand on her cheek gently before pulling her to him again, watching as she shook her head.
"I know but just...just let me do this." She whispered, closing her eyes when she felt his lips against the side of her head, "How did it go on your end?"
"Surprisingly, okay. I mean, of course the elders aren't happy but my family loves you already, so..." He moved her hair behind her ear with a smile, "Plus, my Mom said she kind of knew already but wasn't sure."
Mercedes' eyes went wide, "The cabin incident."
"The cabin incident." He repeated with a snort at the memory, "A fun night."
"Oh God, Sam, no. Nothing, and I mean nothing, is fun about that." She covered her face, trying her best to ignore his laughing, "That's so embarrassing. I...oh my God."
"It's fine, really."
"Stop laughing, it's not." She whined as the memories started to flash in her minds, trying to shake them away.
Sam snickered as he watched her have a mini meltdown, humming out as he leaned over and grabbed one of the candy bars, "You look very stunning by the way."
Mercedes came out of her thoughts and looked down at her outfit. She had on a pair of baggy sweats and a long sleeved purple shirt with an orange pumpkin and matching fuzzy socks.
"And this is your best look." He complimented again, watching as she smiled before ducking her head.
"Thanks baby." Mercedes said as her doorbell sounded off. She picked up the bucket of candy and looked at him, "Come on."
She led him to the door and opened it, what was behind it was the most adorable thing that she has ever seen.
"Ms. Cedes, I found the perfect customer." The little girl from her bakery stated as she looked at the woman with the biggest smile, "I'm a witch."
"And I'm a werewolf." The little boy, who was her brother, beside her answered with a smile of his own, "Trick or Treat."
Mercedes and Sam looked at each other with a smile before turning back to the two kids in front of them, "You guys look adorable." She placed a handful of candy in both of their buckets before standing back up straight.
"Thank you Ms. Cedes and Mr. Sam." They sent the adults big smiles before turning walking back down the steps to their parents, who sent them a wave.
"Hybrid." Sam noted once she closed the front door, watching as she turned around and looked at him confusedly, "We're going to have witch-wolf babies."
"What a damn combination." Mercedes chuckled, watching as he did so as well before coming to her, "I love you."
Sam bent down and kissed her gently, his fingers intertwining with hers, feeling a spark instantly, "I love you more."
