"Her body is going into shock we need to get her to calm down so we can prep her for surgery!" One of the doctors shouted as Mercedes started to convulse erratically.
"What the hell is going on!?" Santana shouted as she rushed into the room.
"Ma'am we need you to leave so we can do our job," A nurse said as she ushered Santana out of the room. Santana reluctantly went into the private waiting room where Francine, Jane, and Roderick were.
"Where the hell is Sam?" Santana questioned.
As much as Sam wanted to be in the hospital with Mercedes he knew if he wanted to get some sort of peace of mind then he needed to figure out who did this. That is why he was racing to his brother's condo and was happy to find out that J.J.'s car was in the driveway. Sam got out of the car and bodied his way through the front door. He would have thought he would hear J.J. come running down the steps to see what was going on but he was busy. According to the string of clothes on the ground, man and woman, J.J. had a lady in his bed. However, he would need for them to wrap that up.
"J.J.!" Sam howled as he raced up the steps. He slammed open the door and then small figured red-head stopped her gyration and ducked into the sheets.
"Sam, what the hell!" J.J. growled.
"Get out," Sam hissed at the woman. She grabbed the comforter and raced downstairs and Sam waited until he heard the door click signaling the woman was out of the room.
"Did you do it?" Sam questioned.
"Do what?"
"J.J. I don't have time for your coy shit, did you hire out the hit for Mercedes,"
"They don't even know if it was a hit little brother," J.J. sighed as he stood from the bed and put his sweats on.
"J.J., I am not playing with your ass," Sam hissed out as he stepped closer.
"Look, I know I don't like Mercedes but I wouldn't have her killed. Despite what you may think, besides having someone killed is so lame, if I wanted her out of the presidency I would just assassinate her character, not her actual human form. Look I do hope you find out who did this but it wasn't me. I stoop low, but having someone get killed is a new low even for me." J.J. explained.
"If I come back here and find out that you lied, I swear to God I will kill you." Sam hissed out. He left his brother's room and headed back to his car and started the drive to the hospital as Puck called his phone.
"What's up," Sam said.
"The shooter was hanging from the high balcony, the area that was ducked off, so beforehand someone had to place them there for them to get there." Puck answered.
"Figures, I just talked to my brother, and my gut is telling me that isn't him, besides I grew up with him his thing is more manipulating and humiliation," Sam replied with a sigh.
"Who did Mercedes talk to tonight?" Puck questioned.
"Well, Madame President never would have I predicted that you would come here with your Head of Security," He smirked.
"And never would I have thought that I could have found out about you sleeping with your very young assistant Marley Rose. I wonder how Rachel would feel?" Mercedes bit back.
"Hmm, resorting to high school antics I see, well I hope you can have a nice night tonight Ms. President, and Sam," He replied as he walked away.
"Do you remember Marley, she was one of the maids, but she quit about a few months ago," Sam questioned.
"Yeah, rumor is going around the grapevine that she is sleeping with Finn Hudson and he made her quit her job because he didn't want her to work for Mercedes. Oh shit, Sam do you think?" Puck answered.
"I'm about to go see," Sam replied. He hung up the phone swerved his car in the opposite direction and drove to Finn Hudson's office.
"Are you guys here for Madame President?" A doctor asked. Francine, Santana, Jane, and Roderick all stood up.
"Yes, we are how is my daughter?" Francine asked sadly.
"Well, ma'am she is a fighter that's for sure. It was touch and go for a moment but we were able to locate the bullet and take it out. Luckily we didn't have to put her in a coma but because we want to make sure she heals properly we have put her under strong medication and she is currently sleeping. I can allow you all to visit her but it has to be quick we don't want to overwhelm her." The doctor replied. A breath of fresh air relished over the friends and mother at the news that Mercedes was going to be ok. Santana finally let a few tears shed at the thought of her friend being alive and well because now it meant that one day in the far future they could laugh at this assassination attempt and relish in the fact that someone hated Mercedes so much that they wanted her dead.
"Here, Ms. Francine you can go in first we can visit her tomorrow," Jane suggested. Francine nodded her head in agreeance as the doctor led her to Mercedes's room.
"I'm glad she is ok, here let me text Sam," Roderick sighed as he grabbed his phone.
"Where is he anyway?" Santana questioned.
"Most likely trying to kill the person that did this," Jane answered.
Short and simple, but she is alive lovebugs.