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Sam had been driving for nearly an hour trying to make it to Finn Hudson's estate. He had received word that his wife, Rachel Berry, had left with their three kids to her father's house down in the Hamptons a few hours prior. He was more than grateful because he would have hated to have to beat Finn in front of his family. When he arrived he noticed that there were two cars in the driveway and one of them belonged to Marley Rose. He parked his car in the street and walked briskly towards the front door. He banged on the door about three times before one Marley Rose opened the door and he saw the life drain from her body.

"S-Sam, what are you doing here?" She asked.

"Where the hell is he Marley," Sam growled as he stepped passed her.

"Sam, please this is just one big misunderstanding," Marley pleaded as she followed Sam throughout the house. Sam had enough her of trying to follow him so he whipped around and grabbed Marley by her arms and roughly grabbed her as she yelped.

"Marley I am not in the mood for any of this side chick bullshit. So since I can't find Finn you are going to tell me everything I know, or so help me God I will have one of my female agents beat it out of you do you understand?"

Marley whimpered, "Finn's been acting testy since Mercedes got into office. He made me quit, but I am sure you already knew that. One night he told me was going to do something about it but I didn't believe him, but for weeks he has been taking private phone calls and keeping me at arm's length. I thought he was cheating so I checked his phone and he had this contact named Will Schuester where they were exchanging an awful lot of phone calls, but no texts. That's all I know."

Sam looked at her closely before whispering, "Get the hell out of here." He let her go and she rushed to grab her phone and keys as she sprinted out of the house.

"Marley baby come back to bed, oh, Sam Evans what are you doing here?" Finn questioned as he came down the steps in nothing but a pair of sweatpants.

"Who the hell is Will Schuester?" Sam questioned.

"Ahh, Sam I know you are in a testy mood given the fact that your girlfriend was just shot not too long ago but coming here and asking me odd questions isn't going to fix anything," He spoke as he headed to his bar, "Here about a drink to take the edge off." Sam got sick of that gassy smirk on his face and he has been itching to punch someone since Mercedes got shot so he sailed across the room and tackled Finn to the ground. He punched him with all his might his knuckles becoming raw as it became a mixture of Finn's blood.

"WHO THE FUCK IS WILL SCHUESTER!" Sam screamed.

"Sam... beating someone without the context of self-defense... is against the law." Finn breathed out. Sam got off of Will and headed up the steps to his bedroom and found his phone on the bedside table. He headed back downstairs where Finn was still laying in the bloody mess he walked over to him and squatted down to his level.

"My best advice to you is to get a lawyer." Sam hissed out. Then he left the room and headed back to his car to go to the hospital.

When he arrived he bypassed the security and headed up to Mercedes's room where Puck and three others were guarding his room.

"Dude, what the hell you have blood all over you?" Puck pointed out. Sam looked down at his suit and sure enough, he was covered in Mercedes's and Finn's blood.

"Look, I need you to trace this phone and locate a man name William Schuester, and bring me some clothes," Sam breathed out.

"Alright I got it, let me radio in the White House Aids, and she is ok she is going to wake up soon, do you want to see her." Puck suggested.

"More than anything." Sam sighed as he felt his adrenaline come down. Puck nodded his head and moved out of the way to let Sam see Mercedes. He mentally prepared himself as he saw Mercedes laying in a flimsy hospital gown as the IV machines were hooked to her body. He was more than grateful that Mercedes was ok because he didn't know how he could continue on if something were to happen to her.

He placed her hand in his and pressed a kiss and Mercedes started to stir slightly. Her eyes blinked open and she turned her head towards Sam.

"Hmm, that kiss would be much appreciated elsewhere Evans," She smiled weakly.

Sam smiled at her and pressed a kiss to her lips before grabbing a cup, filling it with water, and bringing it to her, "You gave me the quite the scare, Madame President."

Mercedes graciously took the cup of water and drank it slowly starting to feel refreshed, "You should know me better than that Evans. I want to go back home."

"And I would love nothing more for us to head back to the White House with you and wait on your head and foot until you feel better but baby you have to stay in the hospital," Sam said as he got in bed with her careful not to hurt her or intervene with the machines.

"How long do I have to stay here?" Mercedes whined as she cuddled closer to Sam.

"Baby, once the doctor clears you I promise you we can head back to the White House and go back to our normal routine once the doctor clears you ok."

"Ok," Mercedes pouted as she kissed Sam, "These lips are not average."

"You love my lips," Sam said.

"Mhmm, and I love you."

"I love you too."

Mercedes was able to be released from the hospital about two days after she woke up and she was more than excited. She finally was able to go back to work and her normal life but more than that she was able to address the nation about the attack. The day after Mercedes had woken up the Secret Service and the FBI had found William in a little cottage near the outskirts of Russia and he screamed like a hummingbird telling how it was all Finn's idea and he just needed the money. Finn was found in Florida soaking up the summer sun but was brought into custody. Both men were currently behind bars waiting for their sentences.

"Ok what about this outfit?" Mercedes asked Sam. They were in her office going over the outfits she might wear to address the nation and as of now she couldn't find anything that she truly enjoyed or Sam enjoyed but he wasn't much help at all.

"I told you the last three outfits that you look really sexy and any outfit would just accent the sexiness," Sam explained again as Mercedes huffed and walked towards him and straddled his lap.

"But the outfit needs to say, "Look I am not dead even though a vast majority of you thought I was going to be." None of the outfits that I pulled say any of that Sam, and as much as your kisses can fix anything right now they can't fix this," Mercedes huffed out. In between her tiny rant, Sam started to kiss her neck slowly and sensually to make Mercedes calm down.

"Mmm, how about this you go in and try one more outfit and I have a feeling it is going to be an amazing outfit, and then you go and give that super badass speech, and then for the rest of the night it's just you and me and some takeout and some bad television ok," Sam explained.

"Ugh fine but only because you are so damn convincing," Mercedes said. She gave him a chaste kiss and hopped up from his lap and headed to her private bathroom. She changed into a black pantsuit with a pair of black heels and placed her hair in a ponytail.

"I'm ready." She told herself in the bathroom mirror.

"A few days ago I was gunned down by William Shuester at the Republican Charity Ball and my life was immediately on the back end. William was under the hire of one Finn Hudson. Hudson was so against me and the calls that I was making that he was going to kill me in order to let power fall on his political party's side. However, I prevailed. I want to make this message short and concise, if you are going to kill me, please try a lot harder because a bullet isn't going to send one Mercedes Jones anywhere." Mercedes spoke loudly and clearly before exiting the podium and heading out the direction of her private elevator. She was unaware that Sam was in there with her so she nearly screamed when she felt her back being pressed against the wall. But she quickly recovered when she felt Sam's lips on hers and his hands slide up to the buttons.

"That was one hell of a speech Madame President," Sam whispered in her ear as he pressed for the elevator to stop.

"Why thank you Mr. Evans I am glad that you enjoyed it," Mercedes huffed out as she pulled him closer to her neck.

"I did, trust me I really did," Sam whispered out as he pressed his growing front to Mercedes. She let out a breathy moan and wrapped her legs around Sam's waist when he hoisted her up. They continued their frenzied kisses nearly having each other naked with their shirts on their floor when the intercom pressed on.

"Madame President is alright, the elevator has stopped for quite some time now?" One of the tech guys asked.

"Um, yes I just needed a little... mmm a little break. Everything is fine," Mercedes managed to get out as Sam nibbled on her neck.

"Alright just checking in." He said before the intercom went quiet again. Sam placed Mercedes down and kissed her down her body. Kissing the tops of her breasts that were covered by her bra, then he moved to her soft tummy before he went and unbuttoned her pants.

"Sam," She moaned out.

"Shh, lemme work baby."