Disclaimer: We do not own any song mentioned or Glee if I did Sam and Mercedes….well you know the rest.

A/N Hello loves, so happy that you are still here with us. This has been such a hard time with the passing of Cory Monteith and the outcome of the Trayvon Martin trial. May God's blessing be on both families. As always love and hugs to all.

Hello All, this has been a very trying week for me with all the drama going on in my real life and then the things going on in the world kinda hit me hard. Cory's passing was one of those things that affected me more than I thought it would. Trayvon Martin's trial was another. My real life was not much better. Lost a friend of the family unexpectedly and my surgery in my eye is rejecting the treatment so it bummed me out and I lost my inspiration a little bit. I thank my writing partner in crime ZeeJack for keeping me motivated by just keeping this story rolling and inspiring me to just keep writing. So I want to dedicate this chapter to the lives of Cory Monteith and Trayvon Martin two souls gone too soon.

Much Love & Blessings :-)

No Need to Run

ZeeJack & LadiJ

Brittney was coming across the outdoor garden when she saw a group of her fellow PA's, the ones who she hated with a passion. The group always sat together and never asked her to join them. Not that she wanted to, they were nothing but losers who would never be more then lowly PA's, whereas she would soon be the wife of Sam Evans, billionaire and they would be working for her. With a smirk on her face she approached their table, she stood there looking down her nose at them until the silence fell and they all looked up at her. That's right look up at me losers you will never be what I am.

"To what do we owe the pleasure of your company Brittney?" Rory asked.

"Pleasure my ass!" Unique muttered under her breath.

Brittney didn't hear what she said but she knew it wasn't a compliment.

"I just thought I should let all of you know that you should be so much nicer to me, after all by the end of the year I will be Mrs. Samuel Evans" she smirked at their stunned expressions.

What the fuck? Sam is marrying this money hungry bitch? Rachel thought.

Sam must have fallen and bumped his head if he's marrying this thirsty heffa! Unique thought.

Oh hell to the no! Marley thought.

What the fuck? Ryder thought.

Shit is about to get real around here! Rory thought.

They all turned to Rachel, who was looking just as confused and stunned as them. "You're marrying Sam? My boss, Sam Evans?" Rachel squeaked out.

Marley looked over at Brittney's hands "I don't see a ring, so why should we believe you?"

"I am dating Sam, he has taken me to dinner at one of the most expensive restaurants in NYC, he invited me to his home to have an intimate dinner with him, alone, not with his bratty sister and brother just the two of us alone." She snarled. "He tells me I am beautiful and can you really see him resisting all of this?" she laughed as she ran her hands over her body. "Changes are going to be made not only at my new home, but around here too." smiling at Rachel she winked. "Those bratty little siblings of his will find her spoiled asses in a Swiss boarding school I don't have time to play mommy dearest to some rug rats that aren't even mine. Not that I ever plan to ruin my body by pushing out some little crumb-snatcher! There will be a change of regime at that house, the servants he has are entirely too friendly and they have to go, they don't know their place. I hope you all enjoyed this last company picnic, I am stopping that foolishness too, that's money I can use to meet my needs. These tacky knockoffs all of you prance around in" she smirked, "I will be wearing the real deals from head to toe. I will have any and everything I deserve." Unique put her hand, "Girly you crazy as hell! What have you been drinking?"

"You need to eat cause trying to keep that size 2 you sporting has made you Cray, Cray! Somebody get this fool a pork chop, collard greens and all the fixings cause she done lost her damn mind if she thinks she is marrying Sam Evans, just off of a couple of dates!" Ryder exclaimed.

Everyone at the table turned and looked at him and shook their heads. "We have got to stop letting you watch Madea." Rachel said as they all laughed at him, except for Brittney.

"Laugh now because by this time next year every one of you will be out of a job, I have a plan and it's working so get ready to start calling me Mrs. Evans. All of his money will be mine to spend and there is nothing anyone can do to stop me. Oh and before it crosses any of your tiny minds to go and tattle, think it over who will he believe the woman he is falling in love with or some lowly PA?"

With that she spun on her heels and strutted off. Looking at each other they were quiet for a moment.

"Do you think she's going to marry Sam, Rachel? Rory asked.

Rachel looked worried as she bit her lip, "I don't know guys. He isn't acting like a man falling in love but I only see him at the office." Shrugging her shoulders she sighed, "Anything is possible."

"But the way he was watching Mercedes at the picnic you could tell he was interested." Sugar said.

"True, but we have no idea what happens at his house, from what Brittney just said we can only assume he's no longer interested in her? Marley stated.

"Well just shit!' Ryder exclaimed. They all looked at him with raised brows. "If that heffa get engaged to Sam, I'm going to catch a case, cause I'm going to cut a bitch!" he huffed.

They all just doubled over with laughter until they had tears in their eyes, "We have really got to stop letting you watch Madea!" Unique said.

The explosion of laughter made even Quinn laugh, none of them had noticed her listening to the conversation they had with Brittney. As Brittney had turned to leave she had slipped behind a pillar so she wouldn't know that Quinn heard every word out of her mouth. Quinn's expression harden as she thought of what Brittney had said. She knew that Sam wasn't really into Brittney she saw how he still looked at Mercedes when she came over. Like a starving man looking at a feast. Calling Stevie and Stacy brats and wanting to send them away. The only way she would be Mrs. Sam Evans was over her dead body! Fuck the dumb shit! Now she just had to figure out the proper time and place to approach Sam, she would give him another week or two to observe him with both women then she would make her move. Decision made, Quinn walked off humming.

She was supposed to buy ya shorty Tyco with your money

She went to the doctor, got lipo with your money

She walkin' around lookin' like Michael with your money

Shoulda' got that insured, GEICO for your money, money

If you ain't no punk holla we want pre-nup

(We want pre-nup, yeah)

(She give me money)

Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger

(When I'm in need)But she ain't messin' with no broke bro

(She give me money)

Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger

(When I'm in need)

But she ain't messin' with no broke bro

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Mercedes was awaken by her phone ringing, she picked it up and saw her it was her mom.

"Hey mom, its 5 am."

"Mercedes I know it's early but we have a slight problem."

Mercedes was instantly in panic mode, "Mom what's going on? Is dad ok? Do I need to come home?"

"Mercedes baby, calm down everybody's ok."

Mercedes took a deep breath trying to calm down "So what's going on mom?"

"It's Anthony."

Mercedes stiffened up when she heard his name "What about Anthony?"

"He came over here this morning drunk off his ass and started making a scene."

Mercedes gasped, "Momma no."

"Yes child, he went on and on about how you broke his heart when you left, and how nothing in his life has been right since."

"Momma that was months ago" she said, as tears began falling, "why is he still going on about it?"

"I don't know baby, but he was a mess, he said that he was going to find you and bring you back to Lima, and then he mentioned Blaine."

"MAMA you didn't tell him where I was did you?"

"Baby no, I would never do that. He is a monster and I would never let him know where you were. But he could look up Blaine and find you that way, but he was so drunk he probably won't even remember this conversation."

Mercedes let out a deep breath "Thank you mama, he can never know where I am."

"Well I won't tell him, but I thought I should let you know that he is still looking for you baby and I know you told me that you were going to tell Sam about him when the time was right, well guess what baby girl, the time is now."

"Yes, I guess it is mama" Mercedes sighed, "I'll tell Sam."

"Tell me what?" Sam said standing in the doorway.

"SAM!" Mercedes turned around shocked to see him in her doorway, "mama I'll call you back."

"Tell him Mercedes." she said hanging up.

Mercedes puts down the phone, "Sam what are you doing in my doorway?"

"I heard you crying and I wanted to see if you were ok?"

"What? Were you listening outside my door?" She asked, raising her eyebrow.

"No" he scoffed, "I was coming from the kitchen after getting a glass of water if that's ok with you."

Mercedes sighed, "I'm sorry Sam my mom just told me something that is very upsetting."

"Something that you have to tell me, I heard that part, so why don't you tell me."

Mercedes motioned for Sam to sit down, he did and looked at her signaling her to speak.

"Sam this is going to be hard for me to tell you this so please just let me finish with no interruptions please."

"Ok Mercedes."

She took a deep breath and started telling him about Anthony "I was in a relationship for two years with a guy and he was physically abusive to me. I stayed in that relationship thinking I could change him, thinking that he was the only man who would ever want me." She dropped her head to avert Sam's eyes, she continued, "of course it didn't change and it finally came to an end when he nearly killed me."

Sam gasped he could not comprehend how any man could put their hands on any woman, especially a beautiful woman like Mercedes. With every word that came out of her mouth he was getting angrier, but he had promised he wouldn't speak.

She continued, "He choked me until I passed out, left me for dead, and went to sleep. When I came to he was asleep, I grabbed my things and I left heading to New York to find Blaine. I know I should have told you this before I took this job but I really thought Anthony was the past, never to resurface again, but my mom just told me he showed up at her door drunk this morning claiming he was going to find me and take me back to Lima. I understand if you have to fire me because I could be a liability to the kids and I will have all my things out of your house by this weekend."

Sam's head was spinning with all the information he was receiving. He was pissed at this guy who hurt his Mercedes. Wait did I just say MY Mercedes, dammit Sam FOCUS! "Name" Sam said calmly.

"Excuse me?" Mercedes asked him confused.

"What is this asshole's name?"

"Anthony."

"Anthony who?"

"Anthony Rashad."

Sam just nodded looking out into space.

"Sam are you ok?" she asked. She was scared, she never seen Sam look so angry before.

"No, I'm not alright" he said getting up pacing the floor "First some asshole was beating you up and running you away from your home and now he is going around saying he is going to find you and take you away from m- your new life here, NO Mercedes, I am not alright."

"Sam please calm down, he doesn't know where I am and he won't find out."

"How can you be so sure huh?" he asked "You don't know what this man is capable of."

She dropped her head because she knew what was next "I know Sam and I will be out of your house by tomorrow night."

Sam stopped pacing and looked down at Mercedes like she was crazy, "Mercedes what are you talking about out of the house by tomorrow. I'm not going to fire you."

"You're not?"

"No" he said grabbing her hand "you are great at what you do and the children love you. To fire you now would be signing my death wish because Stacy would kill me."

Mercedes chuckled "She might. Sam thank you for not firing me, I know I should have told you sooner but really I thought Anthony was out of my life."

"I wish you would have told me earlier, but now I know and I can make the proper adjustments that I need to make."

"Like what?"

"Like a bodyguard for you and the kids." Sam said.

"A bodyguard really Sam?" she said.

"Yes really Mercedes. You are caring for my brother and sister and like I told you when I hired you, their safety is my number one priority. I'll be dammed if I let any other family member of mine get hurt or…" he caught himself before he finished that sentence, "you're getting a bodyguard and that is final."

He sounded so stern all Mercedes could do was nod, she was sort of scared but also a bit turned on. Damn! There goes that sexy ass power thing he's got going on again…Mercedes girl this is not the time for this…FOCUS!

"I will arrange for you to meet the candidates for the position as well so you can help decide, since they are going to be around you most of the time."

"Ok Sam."

"We will also bump up your training so you can protect yourself if anything happens when you are alone."

"Blaine is already training me."

"I know" he said "and he is doing a great job, seeing that you flipped me on my ass." he laughed.

Mercedes dropped her head hoping that he would forget about that, "Sam I am so sorry for that I really am."

"Mercedes I already said that it was cool, but it all makes sense now all the jumpiness and you being scared so easily."

"He hurt me to the core and I never really healed completely. I never realized how damaged I really was until I freaked out like I did."

"It's completely understandable to feel the way you feel Mercedes" he said, sitting next to her on the bed "you've gone through a lot and it takes time to heal from that." Sam sat back abruptly "Damn!"

"What's the matter Sam?"

"I just realized that I didn't make your healing process any easier."

Looking at him very confused "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the way I practically sexually harassed you every chance I got, I ogled you like a piece of meat every time you walked in a room," he was turning beet red from embarrassment "and not to mention the almost phone sex incident."

Mercedes tried to hold back her laughter but failed miserably.

"I'm so glad my embarrassment is funny to you." Sam said starting to laugh himself.

"No Sam, I'm not laughing at you" she said "I'm laughing because everything that you just mentioned are things that helped me heal."

"Wait what? Now I'm really confused" he said.

"I told you that I believed that Anthony was the only person who I thought would want me," she said smiling "you showed me that I am desired by other men and I that I could trust men again. You showed me that all men were not out to hurt me."

"I did that by being a perv?"

Mercedes laughed "Trust me you weren't the only one being a perv. I was checking you out too."

"Oh you were" Sam said, giving her his signature lopsided smile, "did you like what you saw?"

Mercedes blushed "Yeah I have to admit I definitely liked what I saw." I wouldn't mind seeing more.

Hell yeah! "That's nice to know."

There was an awkward pause in the conversation;

"Well I better let you get some sleep," Sam said getting up from the bed "the kids will be up soon."

This is your shot girl go for it. "Yeah, and you have to work." She said standing up too.

"Yeah"

"Yeah"

Silence

"So I'm gonna go now," he said, walking towards the door "I will let you know about the bodyguards when I narrow down the search."

"Ok" she said walking behind him. Just do it, he right there.

"I won't let that asshole hurt you" he said, "I promise you that."

Mercedes knew she could believe him, she already felt safe around him from the moment she met him "I know you won't Sam." Hell that did it. I'm going to do it.

"As long as you know," he said heading out the door he stopped and turned back to Mercedes "good night Mercedes."

"Good night Sam" she was about to close the door, "Sam."

"Yes"

She walked up and kissed him sweetly and sensually on the lips "Thank you for looking out for me." She quickly walked back in her room not giving him time to respond. Just like I thought his lips are so soft and perfect.

Sam stood out in the hallway for several minutes stunned, frozen in that spot. She kissed me, Mercedes actually kissed me. I didn't initiate it she kissed me. It was the best kiss I have ever had. Her lips were made for my lips, and I need to kiss them again. A smile slowly grew on his face "Oh yeah, Mercedes Jones will be mine" he did a fist pump and went to his room.

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The twins and Sam were getting settled in the TV room for their movie night. Tina had all of their movie night snacks all set out for them on snack tables.

"So what movie are we watching tonight?" Sam asked, looking comfortable in his gray sweats and white t-shirt.

"Anything but Avatar." Stacy said rolling her eyes, "if you pull that movie out one more time I will have to cut you."

Sam laughed and threw his hands up in surrender, "Ok, ok no Avatar as long as you two promise no Harry Potter."

"Oh come on Sam," Stevie said, "you know you like Harry Potter."

"I never said I didn't like it," he said, "but if I can't watch my favorite movie neither can you guys."

"You know who can solve this problem?" Stacy smiled.

"Who?" Sam asked.

"Mercedes." She replied.

"Yeah" Stevie said, "she has awesome taste in movies."

"I'm going to go get her." Stacy said.

"Guys, Mercedes is off the clock." Sam said, "This is her personal time."

"We just want her to help us pick out a movie Sammy." Stevie said rolling his eyes.

Just then Mercedes walked past the TV room heading to the kitchen.

"Mercedes!" Stacy yelled, jumping up to catch her.

Mercedes turned around "Hey Stace, what's up?"

"We need your help?"

"Ok, what do you need?"

"We need you to help us pick out a movie." She said, pulling her into the TV room "Sammy always pick Avatar and Stevie and I always pick Harry Potter and tonight both of those choices are off limits."

"So what do you need me to do exactly?"

"We need you to pick the movie." Stevie said.

"I was told you have great taste in movies" Sam said smiling at her.

"Well I don't know about that," she said "but I would be happy to help."

"Great." Stacy clapped.

Mercedes walked to the giant wall of DVD's and started looking over her choices. She pulled several from the shelf and then narrowed it down to her top three, "so here are my choices." She said, handing them to Sam.

Sam looked through the movies she selected and smiled, "Star Wars, The Avengers and X-Men Trilogy. All great choices."

"See we told you Sammy," Stevie said, "Mercedes picks out the best movies."

Sam nodded "You guys were right."

"Well I hope you guys enjoy your movie night" Mercedes said, turning to leave when Sam grabbed her arm.

"You have to stay now that you picked the movie" he smiled.

"No, I can't intrude on family time."

"You're not intruding" he said, as he moved closer to her, "and you are family."

Mercedes shivered feeling his breath on her skin "S-Sam I-I…"

"Will stay and watch the movie with you guys." He finished the statement for her.

She sighed and smiled, "I will stay and watch the movie with you guys."

Sam did a fist pump, "Yes, now sit your cute butt down and lets watch the movie."

Mercedes side-eyed him for his comment but chose to let it slide. She walked over to the end of the couch and sat down and put her feet up. "So which movie are we watching?"

"X-Men" they all said in unison.

"Sounds good" she said.

Sam started the movie and everybody got comfortable. Sam sat on the other and of the couch and the kids sprawled out on the floor. Between getting up to get snacks and bathroom breaks the seating situation shifted. Mercedes and Sam were sitting next to each other with their feet up on the footrest, Mercedes head on Sam's shoulder, Stevie laying on Mercedes lap, and Stacy laying on Sam's lap. The picturesque moment was ruined when Kurt walked in and announced that Sam had a visitor.

"Kurt you know I don't liked being interrupted during movie night." Sam said, getting angry.

"I tried to tell her Sam but she wouldn't listen."

"Who?" Sam asked.

Just then Brittney came flouncing in "Sam, there you are."

Sam didn't even bother to move and made sure nobody else moved either, "Brittney what are you doing here? I didn't invite you."

"I know" she said smiling "I wanted to surprise my man." She looked at Mercedes "Can you get up so I can sit next to my Sammy."

Mercedes tried to cover her laughter with a cough, "Sure, no problem."

Sam gripped her shoulder, keeping her from getting up "No, Mercedes is staying, she was invited, you on the other hand were not."

"Sammy I just wanted to surprise you and make up for upsetting you the other night during our date." She put emphasis on our date for Mercedes benefit.

"Look lady, he said you were not invited so can you go?" Stevie snapped.

"Yeah you are ruining our movie night." Stacy chimed in.

This is why they are going to Boarding school the minute I marry Sam. "I didn't mean to ruin your movie night," she said in her sweetest voice, "I just really wanted to right the huge wrong I caused the other night. I'm sorry for stopping by un-invited like this and if you don't want me here then I'll go." Turning slowly to leave.

"Bye" Stevie said.

"Brittney wait" Sam said, he sighed "since you drove all this way, why don't you stay and watch the movie."

Stevie and Stacy shot Sam a 'WTF' look, but he just shrugged. Mercedes got up, Sam pleaded with his eyes that she stay but she got up to allow Brittney to sit.

"I'm going to go." she said.

"No Mercedes stay." Stacy whined.

"Yeah Mercedes we want YOU here." Stevie pleaded.

"We'll watch a movie another time," she said, "I promise."

"Uh, Lexus can you have Tinka bring me a small bowl of popcorn, no salt or butter, Evian water, no ice, and a lemon wedge, thanks."

"First off her name is Mercedes" Stevie said, "and you don't order her around like she works for you."

"Exactly" Stacy chimed in, "Second of all the name is Tina, not Tinka and nothing you asked for will be brought to you because you are not staying long enough to get anything."

"Stacy, Stevie that's enough," Sam said "Brittney may have surprised us but you will not be disrespectful to her. She is still an adult and you will respect her as such. Now Brittney you are welcome to stay for the movie and dinner but you will respect my family."

"I would love to stay for dinner Sammy."

"Don't call me Sammy" he said, "only my family calls me that."

"Oh, sorry" she said looking down.

"Well, I'm going to go now." Mercedes said turning to leave, "I'll let Tina know about the snacks."

"I'm out too" Stevie said getting up to leave.

"Me too." Stacy followed suit.

"Where are you guys going?" Sam asked "This is our movie night."

"Not really feeling it anymore." Stevie said and walked out.

"I'm going to sew." Stacy said and left.

Brittney smiled internally more alone time with Sam. "I'm sorry if I made them upset."

"It's ok Brittney they will be fine. Just next time call first." Like there would ever be a next time.

Mercedes was in the kitchen with Santana, Tina, Kurt, and Finn when Stevie and Stacy joined them.

"What are you two doing in here?" Mercedes asked, "Aren't you supposed to be watching a movie?"

"We didn't want to watch a movie with her." Stacy said.

Santana laughed "You guys still on your mission?"

"Yup" Stevie said "and as long as she stays here tonight, it's going to get worse."

"What mission?" Mercedes asked.

Everybody laughed except Mercedes, who was clueless about the whole thing.

"Our mission to get rid of "Bimbo Barbie" out there." Stacy said.

"And all you guys knew about this?"

"Yes" Kurt said "who do you think made the reservation at the restaurant you guys went on and just so happened to run into them on their date last week."

"So that was part of the plan?"

"Yes" Stevie said, "We needed Sammy to not have time to focus on her and with you around he only focused on you the whole night."

Mercedes cheeks grew warm thinking back on that night. Sam was staring at her the whole night once they got there. He wasn't even trying to hide his disinterest in Brittney. She would have been lying if she said she didn't enjoy the attention he gave her.

"I shot Sam a text while you guys were eating suggesting I take Miss Pierce home that night and he drive you guys home." Finn said smiling.

"Finn you're in on this too," Mercedes said "I'm shocked."

"Don't be" he said, "I'm not too fond of her anyway."

"None of us are" Tina said.

"So she must go." Kurt said.

"Just be ready cause dinner is show time" Stevie said with an evil grin.

"I don't want to know." Mercedes said.

Dinner rolled around and Sam, Brittney, Stacy, Stevie, and Mercedes sat down to eat.

"So you eat with the family?" Brittney asked Mercedes.

"Yes, she does" Sam said "as a matter of fact everybody is welcomed to eat with us."

"Interesting" she said rolling her eyes. That is why they things are going to change once I'm here.

Tina brought out the plates and placed them before everyone. Everyone quietly started eating.

"Mmm" Brittney said "this salad is delicious, the dressing is so good. Do I taste a hint of mint?"

Sam tasted his "I don't taste mint in mine."

"Me either." Mercedes said.

"Well maybe my taste buds are off but whatever it is it's delicious." She said.

Stacy and Stevie were snickering and giggling during the whole first course. By the time the entrees were served Brittney was squirming in her seat a bit.

"Are you ok Brittney?" Sam asked.

"Y-Yes I'm f-fine" she said still squirming.

Everyone continued eating their meal and Brittney took a bite and started fanning and blowing looking for a glass of water.

"What's the matter?" Sam asked again.

"Spicy, spicy too spicy" Brittney said gulping down her glass of water.

"Mine isn't spicy" Stacy said.

"Neither is mine" Stevie smirked.

Mercedes shook her head at the antics the kids were pulling, not really wanting to condone the foolishness, but was happy that it wasn't directed at her anymore.

Brittney jumped up holding her stomach "where's the restroom?"

"Down the hall third door on your left." Sam said.

She ran out so fast. The twins fell out laughing once she was gone. Sam knew they had something to do with this crazy dinner.

"What did you two do?"

"We told you we didn't want her here Sammy." Stacy stated with a shrug.

"We warned you." Stevie chimed in.

"What did you do?" He said sternly.

"Extra spices in her dinner and milk of magnesia in her salad dressing." Stevie said.

Sam didn't want to laugh but he couldn't help himself, it was funny. He was doubled over in laughter soon Mercedes joined him and the whole table was laughing.

"Now just because I'm laughing does not mean I am not going to punish you guys."

"We know Sammy." Stevie said.

"We expected it." Stacy replied.

Brittney came stumbling out the bathroom and was looking for something to settle her stomach. She was going to go to the kitchen to see if they had some ginger ale. She got close and heard voices and stopped when she heard her name.

"Brittney better realize that her time with Sam is pretty much done." Santana said.

"Yup, if Sam didn't fire Mercedes after the Anthony Rashad incident then he is never letting her go." Kurt said.

"Of course he's not letting her go that is the woman he wants and the minute Mercedes gives Sam the green light, Miss Brittney will be nothing but a distant memory." Tina chimed in.

"Well I hope that Anthony dude don't ever show up around here because Sam was so mad about it the next day he had me take him to work because he was too angry to drive." Finn said.

"I better not see him," Santana said, "I will beat his ass just like he did my girl Cedes for two years."

Brittney decided she'd heard enough and went back to the dining room.

"Brittney are you ok?" Sam asked.

"Yes I'm fine but I think I better go."

"Oh ok let me walk you out." Sam said.

Stacy and Stevie watched her leave. They looked at each other and gave each other a fist bump.

"She's done." Stevie said.

"Peace out trick." Stacy said.

Mercedes just shook her head and laughed. Damn I'm happy they like me now.

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Quinnwas sitting at her desk, when Brittney knocked at her partially opened door, looking up she beckoned for her to come in.

"I just wanted to have a quick chat with you, as you know, I'm dating your cousin Sam, I'm sure he's told you how close we've become."

Brittney told her with a demure smile on her face. Quinn leaned back in her chair and simply looked at her, not saying a word.

"With us becoming so deeply involved, I wanted to know if you would like to come to dinner with us at his house next week."

At this Quinn laughed softly, "You're inviting me to my cousin's house for dinner? Isn't that something Sam should be doing?" Brittney blinked at her, "Sam trusts me and I'm sure he would want us to have a relationship outside the office considering how much I mean to him."

Quinn looked at her blankly, this bitch is nuttier then a fucking fruit cake! "How much you mean to him? Just what are you implying Brittney? Cause I haven't heard Sam say a damn thing about you and I talk to him at least every other day. I've heard him talk about one woman and it sure as hell ain't you."

Standing up abruptly Brittney gave Quinn a tight smile, "That just means he is holding our relationship close to his heart. I just wanted to invite you to dinner with us so that we could become friends. After all you never know what changes life will bring, we could end up closer then you ever thought."

With that Brittney left the office closing the door with a sharp click. Oh hell no that fool has lost her mind. She really thinks she is going to marry Sam, and she had the damn nerves to come in my office trying to make me think Sam's getting set to marry her. Who the hell does she think she is? Time to have that talk with Sam, coming in my office talking shit! Holding our relationship...the only thing Sam is holding is his dick, cause Mercedes won't let him hit it! Oh hell no, time to clean this mess up!

Calling Sam on his private line Quinn let him know she was on her way up, they needed to talk. Seeing Rachel at her desk she told her not to worry Sam knew she was on her way and to hold all his calls until notified. Rachel took one look at her face and just smiled politely as she nodded. Some shit had hit the fan! Calling her friends she asked but none of them was any wiser as to what had happened. Maybe they will get loud like the last time and I will find something out.

Looking at Quinn as she walked in Sam could tell she was pissed, if the red flush on her cheeks didn't give her away then the cold look in her eyes did.

Standing up quickly Sam made his way around his desk to her, "Hey, what's wrong? You look like you want to hurt someone." Glaring at him she told him to have a seat, they needed to talk.

Giving her a concerned look Sam motioned for her to sit as he offered her water, "No, give me a double of bourbon" she said.

Sam's brows shot up, Quinn only drank bourbon when she was angry, handing her the drink he sat down beside her and waited for her to speak.

"You know I don't mess around in your personal life, you're a grown ass man and I respect that. But when I see some fucked up shit happening I have to open my mouth."

Sam's mouth dropped open, "Quinn what the hell are you talking about? You sound like you're about to cut somebody."

Hearing that Quinn cocked a brow at him, seems like Ryder isn't the only one watching Madea, wonder if that's Mercedes' influence? "We need to talk about you dating Brittney."

Sam was surprised, "What about me dating Brittney has you in this mood?" he asked.

"Sam did you know that bitch is planning to be married to you by the end of the year? Oh and she plans on shipping Stevie and Stacy off to a boarding school in Switzerland somewhere because she isn't going to play mommy dearest to some brats that aren't even hers? That she is going to change out all the staff in your house because they don't know their place, they are servants not family."

Sam's face was getting red with anger.

"That this year's company picnic is going to be the last because that's money that could be spent on her. That not only would the staff change at her house but she plans on getting rid of Rachel, Unique, Ryder, Sugar, Rory, and Marley. Bet you're wondering how I know all this, well dear Cuz, three weeks ago your girlfriend was out in the courtyard bragging to them about how she was going to marry you and spend all your money on herself."

Sam jumped up, "Why the fuck didn't you say anything and she's not my damn girlfriend! I haven't even kissed her, nothing, not even on the cheek!"

Quinn stood up, walking over to refresh her drink, "I wasn't going to say anything unless pushed. Well that gold digging bitch had the nerve to come in my office just a few minutes ago to invite me to dinner at your house so that we could build a relationship outside the office. I mean after all considering how much she means to you!"

At that Sam was not only knocking back his drink but was fixing himself another. "Fuck, you have got to be kidding me? Whatever made her think any of this shit? I've never given her reason to think I was serious about her." he fumed.

"Did you not invite her to a romantic, intimate dinner for just the two you at your house?" Quinn demanded.

"Damn! I did but I only did that to make Mercedes jealous, oh hell!" Sam sat down holding his head in his hands.

"Well that just bit you in the ass big time, cause that crazy heffa thinks you're about to put a ring on it." Quinn was blunt with him as she leaned against his desk. "So what are you going to do with her? If she keeps running her mouth pretty soon everyone is going to think you're getting married. Do you want Mercedes to hear that load of crap? She was watching you, watch Mercedes, so you need to fix this shit storm quickly."

Sam was so angry, "I was going to tell her this weekend that I didn't think we should see each other anymore. But finding out all the things she's said, what she has planned, her ass is going to be gone today."

Quinn walked over and gave him a hug, "Handle your business Cuz, handle your business." Sam just nodded, as she walked out his office.

Rachel watched Quinn as she left Sam's office. Quinn stopped and looked at Rachel, "Call your friends and tell them, Ding Dong the Wicked Witch is dead. That shit wasn't happening on my watch." As she walked off Rachel could hear her quiet laugh. Looking at Sam's office door Rachel picked her cell up to send out the mass text as Quinn had instructed her.

(I gotta leave)

Get down girl, go 'head get down

(I gotta leave)

Get down girl, go 'head get down

(I gotta leave)

Get down girl, go 'head get down

(I gotta leave)

Get down girl, go 'head

(She give me money)

Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger

(When I'm in need)

But she ain't messin' with no broke bro

(She give me money)

Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger

(When I'm in need)

But she ain't messin' with no broke bro

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Sam sat at his desk for about an hour thinking about what Quinn had told him, shaking his head he could only blame himself for the mess that was his so called life. He knew from the minute he asked Brittney out it was a mistake, but stupid male pride had made him go through with the date. He knew she was after his money, hell she all but had GOLD DIGGER tattooed on her forehead. Sam had been around enough women like her to know money was the only thing she was after. He shuddered when he thought of the date they had at his home that was a major mistake, especially since it was only the two of them. Then there was her inviting herself over on movie night, the way the treated his house family and siblings. Thinking about the time he and Brittney had ended up at the same restaurant as Mercedes and the kids, when Stevie asked Stacy and Mercedes out to dinner, that was awkward with a capital A. Fuck My Life, when did I let things get so out of hand? Well time to set things straight. If he put a ring on any woman's finger it was going to be Mercedes! At that thought Sam sat up, did he just think that? OMG, he was falling in love with Mercedes, he thought about the kiss they had shared, he had been so busy lusting after her he never stopped to think about what was fueling it. Thinking back Sam realized it had been months and he had never wavered in his wanting of her, but it was more than wanting her body, she was everything he wanted in a woman, smart, funny, kind, a loving heart, beautiful and sexy as hell. Plus his brother and sister adored her, and his money didn't impress her at all. Blowing out a breath he sent a text to Brittney asking her out for a drink after work, better to get it over and done, hearing his phone ding he read her acceptance. He would meet her at the bar that was a couple of blocks from her apartment. Quinn was right, he had the real gold in front of him and he was playing around with fool's gold.

Sam was sitting at a table in the back waiting for Brittney, he could still feel the anger but he was determined to do this in a manner that kept his temper in check. Seeing her enter the bar he stood up and held her chair for her as she took a seat. Brittney reached over to touch Sam's hand in greeting but he quickly moved his hand out of her reach, frowning she looked at him, "Sam is there something wrong?" she asked in a soft voice.

"You could say that Brittney, tell me something please, what the hell did I do to make you think I wanted to marry you or have any type of relationship with you?"

At his tone and the questions Brittney narrowed her eyes as she looked at him. That bitch Quinn has been running her mouth but then it could have been that group of losers! Play it right Britt and you can get everything you want.

"W-What do you mean? You've never said you wanted to marry me or anything like that, whoever told you that must have been playing a joke on you. I know we have something special but I would never try to pressure you into marrying me." she smiled softly as she again reached for his hand.

"We don't have anything, in fact there is no WE. There is Brittney and there is Sam that went on a few dates. Which I see was one of the biggest mistakes I have ever made. If I did anything to make you think it was more than casual dating then I apologize. I do know that I owe you an apology, the only reason I asked you out was to make another woman jealous. For that I am truly sorry and I think it's for the best that we don't see each other again."

Brittney couldn't believe the words that Sam was saying, CASUAL DATING! WHAT THE HELL! She had plans and he was ruining them, another woman...it had to be that fat bitch he had been drooling over at the picnic. What does she have that I don't? I'm more beautiful and my body is a hundred times better.

"I-I don't understand, I thought we had something special, you had your servants fix a romantic, dinner at your home. You told me I was beautiful. I know I meant something to you."

Sam looked down at the table then back up to Brittney, "Like I said I am so sorry but I did all of that just to make another woman jealous. Yes, that makes me an ass of the first order, I admit that, but there was no way I could let you continue to believe I had any real interest in you. I thought you realized that when you kept trying to kiss me. Brittney, I never ever kissed you nor did I ever try to kiss you, not even on the cheek. I never even held your hand, I was wrong for leading you on, but believe me that was not my intent. Again I say, I am so sorry, I hope one day you can forgive me." Sighing, Sam looked down, "Brittney, I am truly sorry. I have to get home to my family, good night." Standing up he looked at her one more time, "Good bye Brittney"

She was stunned; her whole plan had just been washed down the drain. All for some fat bitch that couldn't hold a candle to her, who wasn't good enough to kiss her ass! How dare he use HER to make that woman jealous. As she sat there thinking more about what Sam had said the anger turned into an ice cold ball of fury in the pit of her stomach. She wanted to lash out at both of them, to make him feel her pain, to make her feel her humiliation. As her thoughts raced her anger latched onto one memory, there just might be a way to pay them both back without getting her hands dirty. A cold malicious smile slid across her lips as she remembered a conversation she had overheard at Sam's house. What was the name...oh yeah, Anthony Rashad of Lima, Ohio, how hard could he be to find? She worked for a lawyer, she laughed to think of using Sam's own resources to bring down him and his precious Mercedes. If she couldn't have Sam she was going to make damn sure Mercedes didn't get him either. Anthony Rashad, her ace in the hole.

(I gotta leave)

Get down girl, go 'head get down

(I gotta leave)

Get down girl, go 'head get down

(I gotta leave)

Get down girl, go 'head get down

(I gotta leave)

Get down girl, go 'head

(She give me money)

Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger

(When I'm in need)

But she ain't messin' with no broke bro

(She give me money)

Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger

(When I'm in need)

But she ain't messin' with no broke bro

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