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Mercedes walked out of the bathroom, with Kurt and Santana on her heel. "You aren't even gonna tell us what it says?" Kurt asked following her.
"Nope."
"Mercedes!" Santana said, keeping up with her.
"Santana! See I can do that too."
As she reached the guys looked around for Sam. "Hey where did Sam go?"
Mike shot Blaine a look before responding. "Oh, he had to get something from his truck. He should be back in a few minutes."
"Yea, why don't we go on some rides or play some games until he comes back? Blaine suggested.
"Oh he did? Cool I forgot my gum in the car anyways so I will be right back!" Mercedes said walking towards the door.
Mike walked in front of Mercedes. "I have gum." He went into his pocket and pulled out a stick. "You can have mine."
Kurt looked at Blaine and immediately knew something was wrong. He moved closer to him. "Honey...is everything okay? You look weird."
Jane looked at her husband peculiarly. She didn't know what the big deal was or why he was acting like it was some big secret.
Mercedes smiled at Mike. "Thanks." She said, taking the gum. "Did he say what he went to the car for?"
"He didn't go to the car. He went to go pick up something Quinn was craving. Didn't he tell you or text your or something?" She didn't know why everyone was content on lying to him.
"He what?" Mercedes said grabbing her phone. "No, he wouldn't leave me, here, and not say a word." She looked at Mike and Blaine and saw the truth on both of their faces. "Oh Hell naw!"
Santana laughed reaching in her purse for her Vaseline. "Here you go girl I got you."
Mercedes angrily walked out of the building and tried to call Sam. The phone rang and then went to voicemail. She tried once more and it went straight to voicemail. "Oh this fool think I'm playing."
Kurt walked out after her followed by everyone. "Merce just calm down. Maybe it was an emergency."
Jane snorted. "If you called a peanut butter pickle sandwich an emergency, then yea it was."
"Baby please". Mike said to his wife who looked like she was having fun. He needed to do damage control.
"This motha fu- I am- what the hell!" Mercedes couldn't even think straight. She was beyond angry how could he just leave her and not even say a word. "Santana, take me home please."
Mercedes, calm down. Sam is coming back. He'll be back any minute. He just didn't want to upset you." Blaine said, hoping she would see reason.
"Any minute now? Really?" She found the timer button on her phone and stared at it. A minute passed. "Huh, no Sam." Another minute passed. "Still no Sam. Where is your any minute Sam at Blaine?"
Brittany wanted to say something helpful but just shook her head as Santana grabbed the keys. "We should probably get her out of here."
"Oh look another minute passed. We are almost at 5 minutes. So you tell me Blaine, how much longer am I supposed to stand out here looking like booboo the fool!"
Mike couldn't fault her. They warned Sam. "Look, he loves you and didn't want to upset you. He knows how you get with Quinn and Sam just wants to please everyone. Just hear him out."
Mercedes' head whipped around as she stared at Mike. "How I get with Quinn? How the hell do I get? Cause last I checked it was my sleep that has been disrupted by her dumb ass requests of my boyfriend and instead of fighting him on it I have encouraged him to be there for her. But damn how more considerate do I need to be? What, you want me to wait on the heifer hand and foot then can I get some damn respect!"
"No, it's not that. He just... " Mike couldn't even form any other excuses. "She's pregnant, and has him by the balls."
"Clearly" Santana said.
Blaine elbowed him. "Just stop talking."
Mercedes threw her hands in the air. "Well she can have his balls and whatever the hell else she wants. I am tired, I am embarrassed and I want to go the hell home. Good night." She left for Santana's car as Brittany and Santana followed her.
Kurt sighed but turned towards the girl's. "I know you're pissed but Sam can stay with you tonight right?"
Mercedes didn't even say a word she just flicked him off and kept walking.
Blaine turns to Kurt. "Sam is staying with us tonight...maybe forever now with how mad Mercedes is."
Mike sighs. "Damn."
Mercedes sat at her desk, trying to focus on the new contract that she was drawing up, but she couldn't. The weekend had passed by her in a blur of tears, changing locks and ice cream. She had told Regan's mom that she had to be in work early and had Santana drop the twins off their clothes for school Monday, and she just stayed in bed. Everything was so messed up. Sam tried to call her, even stopped by multiple times but she didn't answer. She couldn't answer. She wasn't sure what she would if she saw him.
For now she would work and figure out the rest as she went on her way. As she was in deep thought her assistant called her. "Ms. Jones, you have a package here that you need to sign for."
Mercedes rolled her eyes but knew she had to personally sign off of these packages from Corporate. "Okay send them in." She said straightening out her pencil black skirt and silk purple top as she stood.
Sam was glad that Mercedes assistant didn't ask too many questions. He just had to act like he was surprising Mercedes to get the assistant on board. He was lucky that she was a hopeless romantic. He smiled at the receptionist before making his way to Mercedes' office. He didn't know how she would react, but he knew that she wouldn't be happy to see him. But he just couldn't wait to talk to her anymore. If it left it up to Mercedes, he may never see her again.
He hesitated before opening the door and stepping inside with the bouquet of flowers covering his face. He didn't know what he was going to say, but it was too late to turn back.
"Hey…" He said, sitting the flowers down on her desk. "I know what you're going to say, but please hear me out."
Mercedes saw the flowers and knew they were from Sam, she was about to tell the delivery guy to take them back when she realized it was Sam. He asked her to hear her out and she laughed at him. The fool really thought she was gonna listen to anything he had to say.
"Take the flowers and leave before I call security. And trust me, they will be a hell of a lot rougher with you then the ones at Evans Corp." She turned away from him and went back to her desk. She would talk to her assistant about this later.
"Security? Really? Come on Mercedes. When two people love each other, they talk to each other, not shut each other out…. Just give me a chance to explain and apologize. I've been trying to do that all weekend."
"That's rich coming from you! When two people love each other they have a mutual respect for each other. But you, you don't respect me! You have the nerve to leave in the middle of our date and not even give me a heads up. A text, a hollar, hell I would have accepted a damn sticky note! But you couldn't be bothered to tell me anything with Quinn in dire need of peanut butter. You screwed me over but hey, crisis averted right?"
"I respect you Mercedes, and I know that I don't always respond in a way that you would like, but it's never about disrespect. I - I just didn't want to upset you. We were having a good time, and I would have told you when we got home. I just thought I would be back before you noticed… which I can see now is very wrong and I am so sorry."
"Sam! I don't care. I really don't care what excuse you are spewing this time. Quinn is always gonna come first with you! Do you know how stupid I felt? Here I am defending you to Jane who basically told me that if you treated Quinn wrong what makes me think I am different and then you leave with no word and ask your friends to lie to me?" She took a deep breath feeling sick to her stomach. "I don't matter to you like she does, and the sad thing is, I have been nothing but accepting. Even when time and time again she crosses a line with you. You say 'oh I will be right back' and an hour later you come back. That's not right back! But I never complained. And then to have Mike tell me that you didn't tell me because of how I get when Quinn is mentioned? What the hell are you saying to them about me?!" She shook her head. "Better yet I don't care. Just go."
"Can you please for once just listen and not jump to conclusions? I didn't tell Mike anything about you except how you responded to the tabloids about me and Quinn. I mean it was making you sick. You were in the bathroom sick. I know that Quinn is a soft spot no matter how you just grin and bear it. I just wanted to spare you." Sam knew this conversation was going nowhere, but he needed her to understand. "I love you Mercedes, more than anything. I upended my life because I just want you. Quinn is the mother of my unborn child and I just want to be there for her and our baby. I have to make her a priority, but it doesn't mean you're less of one. Let's just stop the yelling and talk like adults."
Mercedes sat in silence as Sam continued to talk. She was growing angrier at every word he said. "You upended your life? Just you? Sam I gave up my job, I lost the respect of colleagues, of people I thought were my friends. I once again had to start over and no thanks to your parents I finally did. You screw me over to go running to Quinn like her lap dog and then you come to my place of work and do this! You leaving date night was the final straw Sam! I can't do this I won't, I won't let you make me feel guilty for being upset. Quinn never has an emergency; she just wants an excuse to pull you from me. This isn't about you being there for her its about you either being too naïve or just to plan dumb to see that she is playing you! Her best friend was there Sam, your best friends were there, or hell you could have taken me with you! Yes it was an adjustment but I made it because I thought you loved me I thought I was more of a priority than Quinn was!"
Sam knew he messed up, but he didn't think she would break up with him. He wanted nothing more to just reach out to her and hug her and guarantee her that he wouldn't do something like this again. But he didn't know if she would believe him. But he had to try a different approach. He wasn't giving her up without a fight. "I'm sorry. You have given up so much and have been through so much because of me and I wish… I wish I could be the man that you deserve." It was hard for him to admit that he didn't deserve her. "I love you Mercedes, and I just want to fix this. I guess I was just feeling guilty that I left her when she was pregnant, and I didn't want to be accused of neglecting my child. I could have handled the situation better and given her boundaries, but I didn't and I'm truly sorry. I'm just asking for another chance, I can't lose you Mercedes."
"When she is pregnant-" Mercedes stood from her desk and faced Sam. "So what you are telling me is that because Quinn is pregnant with your child she is a bigger priority for you because you don't want to look like you are neglecting your child? So leaving me at night or in the middle of a date is okay because she is your main priority? I just want to make sure I am understanding you. She is your top priority right? I mean I would be a heartless monster to even think of trying to be number one because Quinn is carrying your child. And Lord knows that means she gets you whenever she wants you!"
"You're twisting my words again. I didn't say that. Quinn isn't my only priority, and I apologize for making you feel second best. Leaving you is never okay, and I get that. Quinn has been taking advantage, and I see that. But I'm the father of her child, and getting things she craves for comes with the territory. And that's all she gets from me. She doesn't get my heart because that's reserved for you. I just want to forget this happened at all. I made a bad judgement call."
"Sam, a bad judgement call is the first time this happened! Do you know how dirty I feel when right after sex you run off to her?! Its like she has a spy cam and just when things are great between us she calls and you go running. You can say that answering her cravings is all she gets but what does that get me? She has them all the damn time. Ain't enough peanut butter in the world Sam! Then you go there and she has all these things for you to do. Sam I love you but this is not going to stop happening. She will call and you will go running." She paused looking at the test inside her purse. "Tell me something Sam, who takes priority if I need you and she needs you at the same time? Would you go to her first?"
Sam knew what answer she wanted, but he didn't know if he could give her that. "If she isn't in labor, then I will go to you first. Even if she is in labor, I will help you quickly, and then go help her. That's the best answer I could give."
Mercedes laughed. "Bull shit! You and I both know all she has to do is whine and cry and you will go running. I don't want another lie Sam I want to truth and the truth is when it comes to you and her, I am not a priority!" She shook her head. "We were crazy to think this could work but look at you Sam! You won't even move in with me! We are putting our relationship on hold because of her! And I can't anymore. Not now, not that I know…" She stopped talking for a moment and began packing up her things. She was feeling so sick right now and she needed to get out of that building and get some air.
"Sam if you can't even have an honest conversation with me then we are done here."
She wants the truth, and when Sam is honest, she doesn't believe him. There was really nothing he could say to change her mind. She already made up her mind about him. Sam didn't want to give up, but honestly, he already lost her. He stood there looking at her for a minute before speaking again. "I am sorry, but I can see you need your space, so call me if you're ready to talk." And with that, he turned around to leave, but not before turning back to her. "Keep the flowers, or throw them out, but it is a gift from me to you."
Mercedes listened to Sam and he was right she did need her space, she had a lot to figure out. A lot to sort out and she couldn't do that with the "Quinn" of all drama hanging over her head. He turned to leave and said the flowers were a gift and she sighed, if this was really it, then she owed it to him to tell him the truth as well. She was never one to beat around the bush. Sam opened her door and she reached into her purse. "Yeah well I have a gift for you too." Grabbing her folder, and taking a deep breath, she walked over to him handing him the pregnancy test. "Congratulations, but don't worry unlike Quinn, I don't require a damn thing from you. Now if you will excuse me I have a meeting. Please shut the door on your way out." She said, walking down the hall as quickly as she could.
Sam felt like he was having an outer body experience as he looked at the pregnancy test. Pregnant? Sam just stood there for a minute trying to process what Mercedes just told him. He wanted to go after her, but his feet wouldn't move. He was about to be a father of two, by two different women. That wasn't something he ever thought would be his life. He always wanted to settle down and he thought that him and Mercedes could do that. But now it seems that he just keeps screwing her life up even more. So instead of stressing her out, he decided to leave. When she is ready, she'll call. Until then, the best thing he could do was give her some space.
Mercedes stared at the sonogram in her hands, after having to wait all week before her appointment, she was finally able to get in Friday afternoon. And now she was at home, just staring at it, and it was still very unreal that she was pregnant. This wasn't how she saw herself becoming pregnant, besides being the worst timing in the world, the father of her child was already expecting a child with someone else. What the hell was she supposed to do? As happy as she was at the thought of being a mom, this was just too much. Lord if her parents were here they would be so disappointed in her and in all of this drama she found herself in.
Her front door opened and she already knew it was Kurt and Santana. They had been blowing up her phone nonstop all week. She just wasn't in the mood to speak to anyone right now, but it was clear her friends were not going to give her a choice.
"Where you at Cedes? Its time for you to fess up. Are you pregnant or not?!" She heard Kurt muse.
She looked up as her friends found her curled up in a ball on the sofa. Santana frowned. "Damn you look bad."
Mercedes just rolled her eyes not saying a word. Her friends came further into the room and Kurt sat next to Mercedes.
"Cedes you have been avoiding us all week, please talk to us. Please just let us know what is happening?"
Santana noticed the sonogram in Mercedes' hand and bent down in front of her. "I guess we know Sam is a fertile bastard."
Kurt eyed Santana who pointed to the sonogram. His eyes widened. "Damn."
Blaine couldn't take Sam moping around anymore. If Sam wasn't at work, he was locked in his room, or doing some errand for Quinn, who suddenly became helpless. Blaine was tired of it, and that's why he and Mike decided it was time to take Sam to a bar and to just get him out socializing again. He knew what happened with Mercedes, and just thought that Sam needed some time to process everything before his just spirals.
"Sam, you ready? Mike will be at the bar in about 15 minutes."
"Yea, just let me put on my shoes, and I'm ready to go." Sam didn't want to go anywhere. He wasn't in the mood and he was exhausted. He just wanted to spend the evening at home. But Blaine and Mike were adamant about him getting out, so he was just going to follow their lead, and he hopes that this would be good for him.
Twenty minutes later Sam was sitting at the bar with Blaine and Mike with a bottle of beer.
"So, how are you man?" Mike asked, breaking the tension.
"I'm good."
"Sam, you don't have to lie to us. With everything going on with you and Mercedes, we don't expect you to be good." Blaine was really concerned and though he tried to hide it, he wasn't doing a very good job.
"I'm just trying to process everything. Quinn's pregnancy was a surprise, but I rose to the occasion, and now Mercedes is pregnant, and I don't even know where we stand. So I'm just processing everything. Trying to get my head together." Sam said before taking a swig of his beer.
"Okay, well let's process this together, because like it or not, you have two babies on the way and they will be here before you know it." Mike was worried. He didn't know what he would do in Sam's situation.
Mercedes stood from the couch and walked into the kitchen, her best friends followed her trying to get her to at least open up.
"Have you told Sam?" Santana asked sitting at the island and grabbing a cupcake.
Mercedes sighed. "Yeah I showed him the test."
"So he was with you when you got the sonogram?" Kurt asked.
"Nope. I went alone."
Kurt walked towards her. "Mercedes, Sam got you pregnant he needs to step up and help."
Mercedes laughed. And when is he gonna do that? I barely saw him when we were dating, all of him is wrapped up in Quinn. So I am letting him off the hook. He can focus all his time on Quinn and their child. I have been raising the twins alone, I can do the same for this child."
Santana laughed, shaking her head. "That is bull shit Mercedes Jones! Lets forget the fact that Sam loves you, even if he can't prove it to you, he is the father of your child, not only does the fool deserve a chance to be a father to your child, he needs to step up! Unless he isn't the father."
Mercedes looked up at Santana. "He is the father. I am 12 weeks. I just don't need anymore complications in my life!"
"And what about the life of your child? You lost your parents, don't take away your child's father because you are angry." Kurt said.
"I am not angry! I am hurt. I am sad. I love Sam, love him with everything in me. And I want him in my child's life. I just don't want to deal with being disappointed anymore. Its one thing to be disappointed as a girlfriend. But if he let me down, while I am pregnant with his child, I couldn't take it. How is he supposed to choose which baby mama to help? What if I need him and Quinn does? He is gonna kill himself trying to provide for both of us, so why would i put him through that?"
"Because it takes two to tango!" Santana countered.
"Yeah and it takes one to break my heart even more." She said sitting in a huff.
"What's your plan on getting Mercedes back?" Blaine asked curiously.
"I don't have a plan. I saw her, we had a big argument, she told me she was pregnant, and we haven't spoken since. I don't want to go to her and cause her more stress, so I'm just going to wait until she gets in contact with me."
"That doesn't sound like you. I mean it sounds like you're giving up a bit."
"I'm not giving up Blaine, I'm just giving her some space. When she had time to calm down and think about what she wants, then she'll get in touch with me, and we'll figure everything out."
"What if she decides to end the relationship? Then what?"
"Well Mike, if she does, then I have to accept that. She's pregnant and hormonal, and stress can cause complications. I don't want her to be stressed out because I'm pushing her into something that she doesn't want." Sam sighed and looked at his friends. "I love her, and though this will hurt like hell, but maybe I have to let her go in order to get her back."
Blaine snorted. "This is not a rom com Sam. If you want her, fight for her."
Sam chuckled. "Maybe. But I will say that I am not letting anything get in the way of being the father to my children." As soon as he said that, Sam felt his phone vibrate. He looked down and saw a text from Quinn. "Anyway, looks like this outing is going to have to be cut short. I have to pick up some things from Quinn.
Mike just shook his head. "So you haven't learned your lesson or listened to anything Mercedes said?"
Mercedes grabbed a cupcake of her own and picked at it. "How can I expect Sam to want to step up and help me?"
Kurt shrugged. "I don't know maybe because he is a good guy? I may not like the fact that he is living with me and Blaine but we both know that he is a good person, and we know that he loves you."
"I know that! But you have seen first hand how Sam is Kurt, you see him running like crazy for Quinn, I am independent, I am strong, I can handle all of this. Sam can't."
Kurt looked at Santana and then they both looked at Mercedes. They didn't say a word but they did know Mercedes was in denial. Santana sighed, "So are you and Trouts done then? Over?"
Mercedes shrugged. "I don't know. Its like no matter how much I love him, how much I know he loves me. Quinn will always come first. He can't let go of her. And if that's the case, then I have to let him go. I can't sit here and pretend it won't hurt like hell. But Sam has shown me over and over that when it comes to me, Quinn will always come first. So if I have to take care of myself and my child then I will."
"You know the more I talk about Sam, the more angry I get at him." Kurt retorted. "Like I want you to be with him, because i know you love him but you are right if he is going to choose Quinn over you, time and time again, then you gotta do what is right for you."
Santana frowned. "I can't believe I am saying this but I don't think that's the case Kurt. I am not Sam's biggest fan. Lord knows Mike was right when he said that Quinn has Sam's balls, but Sam is the father, he has to step up. No letting that fool off. If he can step up for Quinn then he damn sure better step up for Mercedes."
Mercedes laid her head down on the table as Kurt grabbed the sonogram from her hand and looked at it again. "So we have talked about you being pregnant, talked about Sam, but how are you really feeling about all of this?"
Mercedes shrugged, not lifting her head up. "I don't know. Happy, cause I always wanted to be a mom, scared because I know I am in this alone. Sad, heartbroken, lost."
Kurt pulled out his phone, taking a few photos of the sonogram, he knew Sam was with Blaine, and as much as he wanted to steer Mercedes away from him, she needed Sam and who knows maybe, seeing that photo would light a fire under Sam's butt.
Tag
Sam looked up at Mike. "What are you talking about?"
"Sam, why is it that when Quinn calls or texts, you drop everything for her? Pregnancy doesn't mean she is handicapped. Why can't she go shopping for herself or leave the house and get her own cravings. You work a full time job, and overtime, you're tired but she still expects you to jump. She's inconsiderate and is taking advantage of you. She doesn't work, so why can't she get those things?"
"Mike has a point. And I can see Mercedes also. Every time Quinn calls, you don't have to drop everything unless she's in the emergency room. Her cravings aren't an emergency and you shouldn't put your health and safety at risk."
"I just don't want it to be said that I'm a bad father. Or that I neglect my responsibilities."
"But who would say that? The baby isn't even here yet. I get wanting Quinn to be stress free, but you also have to take care of yourself. The only thing you should be doing is going to her appointments, maybe prenatal yoga, and being there when the baby is born. You're not Quinn's boyfriend or husband. You don't have to leave your bed, tired at 4 in the morning because she wants a jar of pickles." Blaine hoped he was getting through to his long time friend.
"What happens if you're so tired, but Quinn calls you because she just has to have Cookies. You get in your car, and can barely keep your eyes open and then you get into an accident, you won't be any good to either of your children."
"Bottom line Sam, you need to set rules and boundaries because if you don't take care of yourself, you're not good to anyone."
Sam knew his friends made sense and knew that was what Mercedes was getting a cross to him. "Okay." He texted Quinn back and told her that he wasn't available and that she has to either get herself or find someone else to get it for her. "I'll have a conversation with Quinn and set boundaries and actually stick to them." He felt his phone vibrate some more and ignored it.
Mike and Blaine beamed at him. "That is a start. Now we have to figure out how to get Mercedes back." Blaine smirked.
Sam shook his head. "I'm giving her space. I'm not going to plan anything to get her back. She needs to focus on her stress levels. I'll be there whenever she needs me though. I'm just not going to push her."
Mike nodded. He thought Sam was making a wise decision. Mercedes needed time and Sam needed to respect that.
Blaine felt his phone vibrate and pulled it out seeing a text from Kurt. He smiled, at least they knew without a doubt that Mercedes was pregnant. He handed Sam his phone. "I think there is something you should see."
Sam took Blaine's phone and stared at the image in front of him. It was Mercedes sonogram and it made him tear up. This baby was created out of love, a person they created together. He wanted nothing more than to just go to her and hug her and kiss her stomach, and show her how happy he is for the family they created. He wiped his eyes a bit and gave Blaine the phone back. "Can you send that to my phone please?"
Blaine nodded as he forwarded the photo to Sam, as well as sending Kurt a thank you text. "I know you want to give Mercedes space, that is wise because she is hurt, but you also need to understand that Mercedes isn't like Quinn, if she thinks you don't want to be a part of the child's life, she won't force it on you. So all I am saying is that you should probably express to her somehow that even though you are giving her space, you want to be a part of these things. This isn't going to be easy Sam, but we got you, we will help you. I am sure if Quinn really needs something, Jane would be glad to help her. And if Mercedes needs something Kurt is right there. And if they aren't me and Mike are here too. You don't have to do this by yourself."
Mercedes finally lifted her head from the table and wiped her eyes from the tears. "You guys are gonna be here for me right? I don't think I can do this alone."
Santana moved closer to Mercedes and wrapped her arms around her best friend. "Cedes I promise you will never be alone. We will all help you, but you also have to be willing to let Sam help you too. You can't expect him to just show up, expect him to know that you need him."
Kurt looked down at his phone. "And in case you were wondering, Sam, he wants to be in both your life and your child's. Blaine said he teared up at the sonogram."
"How did he get that?!" Mercedes said whipping her head over to Kurts.
"Hey! Don't blame me for sharing the love about my little niece or nephew I showed Blaine, I didn't know he would show Sam." He said only partly lying.
Mercedes sighed. "I guess he had to see it one way or another right? I will call him, and we will talk about our child, but I don't know about anything else."
Santana nodded. "And that is fine. You don't have to know, you just can't give up. You guys will figure it out. I know it."
Mercedes smiled for the first time hugging Santana and Kurt. Maybe they were right and maybe things would be better, only time would tell.