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"You think you can just leave and take my daughter with you, you fucking bitch!?" Matt screamed at Mercedes. Mercedes had her and her daughter's bags packed because she was leaving Matt. She could no longer accept the verbal and mental abuse. They had been together for either year but never married per Mercedes's reluctance due to the fact she could never ever be that connected with Matt. Hell, he wasn't even connected with their own daughter Iris who was two years old. though she was young she already preferred Mercedes more than Matt and viewed her father as a man that just so happened to live with her and her mother. Mercedes had tried to leave before but the issue was that Matt would guilt trip her into thinking Iris needed him. However he didn't have a relationship with her, he didn't know anything about the little girl.

"You don't even give a damn about her or me, I am taking my daughter Matt and I am leaving, we will never see your sorry ass again. Hell, you are lucky we are just taking clothes, and leaving you with this damn house." Mercedes hissed.

"Oh this damn house, you think that shitty ass job at that hospital covers for this house, I pay for everything where do you think you are going to be able to go? You have no one."

"That is none of your damn business, I am taking Iris and we are leaving and we aren't coming back." Matt grew angry and slammed Mercedes's back into the wall and cornered her.

"If you walk out that door I swear to God Mercedes I will-,"

"You will what Matt? What are you going to do, you don't care about me or her, and all of this shit is just for show. Besides I am sure Shelia and her kid will be happy to know they can have your every day and not just for the weekends. Didn't think I knew about that did you, I am leaving and I am taking my daughter and you will never ever get to us again. So fucking move." Mercedes hissed. Matt moved back and Mercedes grabbed the bags and placed them in the car and went back inside to grab her daughter who was thankfully sleeping. She grabbed her and her favorite teddy bear and took her out to the car. She looked at the sleeping girl and promised herself that this new life would be surrounded by happiness and Iris, always vowing to protect her little girl. That would become her new life.


THREE YEARS LATER

Mercedes was standing at the large desk looking over patient charts when her dear friend and fellow doctor, Santana Lopez, came up to her.

"Merce I need your help, I have a patient who has missed her period, she has been gaining weight, and has been experiencing vomiting every morning she wakes up," Santana explained.

"Sounds like she is pregnant," Mercedes replied as Santana passed her the chart.

"She is, I checked all the tests and she is three weeks. The issue is she is thirteen years old, and her parents more specifically her mother have been a pain in my house. She is one of those miss-perfection wives/mothers, and they apparently are a part of the higher elite, and as much as I want to put my hands on her, I don't feel like going to jail today." Santana explained.

"Oh please, you know Sue loves you," Mercedes joked as they started walking down the hall to the room.

"So what are your plans for the weekend."

"Iris is spending the weekend with Jane and Roderick's daughter so I have a full free weekend to myself. So I think I am going to stay inside and watch movies and drink wine." Mercedes answered.

"Mercedes Jones you have a child-free weekend, a rarity might I add. So you are coming out with my Britt-Bratt and Quinn to a club, and I am not taking no for answer."

"Ok, Ok, two drinks max then I am going home," Mercedes answered. Santana rolled her eyes because she was not going to let that stand. When they arrived at the room the daughter was in the bed and the mother hopped up and got into their faces.

"Finally, what is wrong with you people? My daughter has been in here for two days, you have been running tests on her and not explaining what has been going on. We have a gala ball tonight and she needs to be in tip-top shape, and you people won't even tell me what is wrong with her. Some hospital this is." The mother hissed out.

"Ok, Mrs. Pepperman we assure you that Olivia is getting the best treatment and that she is receiving the best care. However, this is a large hospital and she isn't the only patient we have to look after."

"Ok, if that is the excuse, now what is wrong with my daughter?"

"We have run blood and urine tests, and we have concluded that your daughter is pregnant. Three weeks to be exact, and while this is a major and life-changing the decision rests entirely in Olivia's hands, so the doctors here are going to be listening to your daughter, not you," Mercedes explained.

"You little whore, how in the hell did you let this happen!? What is that goddamn poor boy you've been hanging out with too entirely too damn much? How the hell am I supposed to explain this to Carsons!?" Mrs. Pepperman screamed at her daughter.

"Jeremy will step up ad help out because he won't let me be alone to take care of the baby, and there is nothing you need to explain to the Carsons because it isn't their business. You just want me to marry their third son because you deemed us perfect. Well, newsflash I don't want to, and I am keeping my child." Olivia argued back.

"Oh no you are not, I am sending you to Europe, you'll drop the thing give it to some nuns and then you'll come back here, and everything will be back to normal, but I will be damned if I let you keep that little demon brewing in your belly."

"The doctors said it is my choice so they don't listen to you, they will listen to me."

Mrs. Pepperman turned to Mercedes and Santana, "Would you let your thirteen-year-old daughter carry a baby?"

"I would if it was the choice she wanted to pick. At the end of the day, it is her decision, and you have no choice but to stand there and accept it and help your daughter. So how about this for some advice, yes Olivia had unprotected sex at a young age but be grateful that she is smart and recognize the responsibility she wants to take to on. How about being a mother and stop worrying about this damn reputation you want to try and protect so damn badly." Santana argued as she left the room.

Mercedes spoke, "Olivia a nurse will be in here with you to talk to you about your choices, and I will draw up your discharge papers. Congratulations." Olivia smiled at her and Mercedes smiled back before giving her mother a disgusted look. Then she left to go and find Santana who was at the desk looking over charts.

"I don't want to hear about a lecture concerning niceness and professionalism, I will not apologize to that woman," Santana said

"And I am not going to ask you to. I agree with you she needs to pull her head out of her ass, and while she is there she needs to pull the stick out of there too."

"MOMMY!" Iris yelled as she ran towards her mother and hopped in her arms.

"Hi mommy's baby, how are you today, how was school?"

"It was so much fun, we played games, we colored, we counted numbers, we learned dates, and then I got to read three books," Iris said proudly.

"Awe wow, did you say thank you to Uncle Roderick for picking you up from school today."

"Thank you, uncle Roderick," She cheered.

"No problem sweet face, have you guys seen Jane today at all today?" Roderick asked. Roderick and Jane worked at the hospital and had their own daughter named Poppy, and it was only right that being Poppy and Iris were best friends Roderick picked the girls up and brought them to the hospital.

"According to the surgical board she is replacing a liver, and then after that is done she has to go in and perform a broken bone repair to five different bones."

"Ahh ok, so after I get off of work it looks like hotdogs for the night girls," Roderick chuckled.

Mercedes laughed at her friend and looked toward her daughter, "Alright mommy is going to take you to daycare and then after I get off of I work I'll visit you before Uncle Roderick takes you to his house for the sleepover ok." Iris nodded her head and Mercedes walked the girl to the daycare for the center for all the employees' children and watched as the girl went over to the small library and just looked at her. Mercedes was so happy that she could provide this normal life for her daughter.

When they had left Matt those three years ago, they had nothing but suitcases, a few debit cards, and about $300,000 in her private bank account. They had left their cushioning and suffocating life in New York City and settled in Florence, Oregon. She bought them a small house that fits both of them and then started work at the hospital and slowly started to gain the friends that she had today. She was happy and her daughter was happy that is all she ever wanted.


"Alright be good for uncle Roderick and aunt Jane ok baby," Mercedes told her daughter.

"Ok mommy, will I see you on Sunday?"

"Yep, mommy will be there on Sunday to come and pick you up,"

"Alright bye I love you," Iris said. She gave her a mother hug and then rushed over to Roderick.

"Love you more baby," Mercedes called out.

Roderick spoke, "She's in good hands Merce, enjoy your weekend."

"I will thank you, Roderick," Mercedes called out as she watched them leave. She turned around and found Santana and Quinn.

"Ok, I am officially child-free, so where is Britt-Bratt?"

"Oh she got a cold from one of her patients so it is just us three, and I have already picked out the perfect outfit for you, so go change," Quinn explained as she passed Mercedes a bag. Mercedes looked at the two suspiciously before doing as they said and heading to one of the bathrooms. the dress they picked out was a seductive red long sleeve shoulder bandage dress that left little to the imagination. She placed on the red heels that were also in the bag and spruced her hair up before heading out to find her friends who were dressed up now as well.

"Well hello, Dr. Jones, are you sure you don't swing for the other side?" Mercedes questioned with a flirtatious smile.

"I am sure Santana, so where are we going."

"This new club called, Fame X, I heard it is all the rage," Quinn answered. The trio headed out to the cab that they ordered and headed to the club. When they arrived the club was packed with people everywhere dancing or making out or taking shots. The three-headed to the bar and ordered their drinks and then headed to the dance floor all dancing seductively. In the midst of her, dancing Mercedes felt a pair of large hands touch her waist and she turned around and looked at the greenest eyes on the planet and the biggest lips that rivaled Lisa Rinna's. She swiveled her hips in her hands enjoying the newfound attention as she placed her hands on his chest.

"You are too sexy for your own good you know that," The stranger spoke over the music.

"I've been told that a time or two, so what's your name?"

"Samuel Evans,"

"Mercedes Jones."

Then they continued dancing. You couldn't tell who had led who out to a cab first but you could tell that they were getting hot and heavy in the said cab. They groped kissed and sucked on each other's skin. This was the first time Mercedes was intimate with someone ins years and she was enjoying herself. She also enjoyed herself much more when she was on top of him, under him, or in front of him screaming out his name during the night and into the wee hours of the morning.


The next morning Mercedes woke and noticed the man was spooning her. She gently untangled their limbs and looked around for her clothes. Placing everything on quietly and grabbing her purse and shoes and leaving. She probably should have left a note but this was a one time-thing no need to be sentimental. She called a cab and when she arrived home she took a nice shower and made herself some breakfast. Then she received a phone call from Santana.

"Hey San," Mercedes said as she pulled the waffle from the waffle iron.

"Don't you hey San me, you ditched me and Quinn for some blonde adonis, and I know you, so was it good?"

"I don't know what you are talking about," Mercedes snickered as she made her plate.

"Don't bullshit me, I know you are sexually backed up and I know you didn't spend the whole night talking to that man."

"Ok fine, to answer your question yes we had sex all night and for a little bit of the morning and then I came home, now I am going to enjoy post-sex breakfast and the rest of the day by myself because I don't have to care for a little human until tomorrow."

"Ok then Stella Got Her Groove Back, did you get his name or number?"

"I got his name Samuel Evans, but that's it. I just needed the night anyway."

"Oh please, he will be on your brain so much you probably will slip during work, look you don't have to marry the man but it will be nice to keep him on the side."

"Yeah, no one night is all I needed."

"Ok, you keep telling yourself that, see you on Monday."

"Alright bye." Mercedes hung up the phone and sat on the couch enjoying her breakfast. Mulling over what Santana said but assuring herself she only needed one night to forget about everything and enjoy herself.


Monday morning Mercedes was up a 5:30 getting ready for work. She had showered and dressed and now it was time to wake up Iris. She crept to her room and opened the door revealing her daughter sleeping widely in the bed. She giggled at the sight before going over and gently waking the girl up.

"Five more minutes mommy," Iris said sleepily.

Mercedes smiled," Sorry baby but you have to get up, the faster you get up, the faster you get your oatmeal and can be ready for school." Iris sighed and pulled herself out of bed and went to the bathroom. Mercedes sat out her daughter's clothes before heading downstairs to the kitchen. She made the oatmeal and poured her daughter a glass of juice as she went to collect their bags. When she had them by the door Iris hopped down the stairs fully dressed and with hair combed into a tight ponytail.

"Alright hurry up and eat baby girl so we won't be late," Mercedes commanded. When she was done eating she and Mercedes hopped in the car where she dropped her off at school before driving to the hospital. When she made it in she saw Quinn, Santana, Roderick, Jane, and Artie all standing at the nurse's station.

"I thought we have jobs to do what are you all doing out here?" She questioned when she made it over to them."

"Apparently, hot mama, there is a new trauma surgeon joining ever since Shuester got fired." Schuester had gotten fired because he was an awful doctor the only reason he stayed as long as he did is that he threatened to sue but eventually they realized he was bluffing so they fired him. Which meant a new trauma surgeon had to come in quick. Mercedes rolled her eyes at them before grabbing a clipboard and a pen to go over her schedule.

"And over here we have a few of our doctors and nurses. This is Santana Lopez, Jane Hayward-Meeks, Roderick Meeks, Quinn Fabray and Artie Abrams, and Mercedes Jones, who will be showing you the ropes.

At the mention of her name Mercedes lifted her head and connected eyes with one Samuel Evans who she thought she would never see again after Friday night.

"Oh shit," Mercedes thoughts.