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No Need to Run
ZeeJack & LadiJ
Sam was sitting in his room thinking about the way his life was going. He decided to seriously do what Quinn told him to do and think about his true feelings for Mercedes. After the whole tragedy that was Brittney he knew he needed to truly figure out what the hell he wanted for his life. He knew on his end this was an easy decision and he wanted Mercedes. He knew that he was sexually attracted to her that was the easy part. He figured out a while ago that he was in fact in love with her; he just didn't know how to tell her. What was making things more complicated was the fact that she worked for him and that was keeping her from acting on her feelings for him. He knew she wanted him by the way she kissed him. He felt the passion in that kiss and he loved every second her lips were on his. He wanted so badly to feel her lips again on his. She hadn't said anything about the kiss since that night and they just been going on like nothing happened. Sam was so hurt by this he just wanted to grab her and kiss her senseless, but he knew with everything she had gone through with Anthony she wasn't ready. It still hurt like hell; he had to sit around and see her every day and deny his feelings. He would catch himself staring into her beautiful brown eyes and getting lost in them. Mercedes Jones was putting a spell on him and he had no way to fight it, he had fallen for her and there was no coming back from it. He went and turned on his stereo and put in one of his CD's. He knew exactly what song he wanted to play, it summed up everything he was feeling at that moment.
(Quit Breaking My Heart (Pretty Brown Eyes) by Mint Condition)
As soon as the music hit the first note Sam started to sing along.
[Whispered:]
Pretty...
Brown...
Eyes...
[Verse:]
Pretty brown eyes
You know I see you
It's a disguise the way you treat me
You keep holding on
To your thoughts of rejection
If you're with me you're secured
You keep telling me
That your time is always taken
But I keep seeing you out alone
Listen to love
Your heart is pounding with desire
Waiting to be unleashed
[Chorus:]
Quit breakin my heart
Breakin my heart
Breakin my heart
Breakin my heart (suga yeah)
[Verse:]
Don't tell your friends
That I don't mean nothin to ya
Please don't deny the truth
Tell me right now
I know your heart is in the right place
You know I won't let you down yeah
You can't disguise
All the pounding of your heart yeah
I see your eyes
(Pretty Brown eyes)
And you can't hide
Start to make sense
And quit playin these love games
Tell me what you're gonna do yeah
Quit breakin my heart
Breakin my heart
Breakin my heart
Breakin my heart (yeah)
[Spoken:]
I just wanna know one thing
Will you be with me?
[Verse:]
Here comes my darling
Here comes romance
Here comes my love
And please honey will you dance
Quit breakin my heart
Breakin my heart
Breakin my heart
Breakin my heart
Mercedes was sitting on her balcony and heard Sam singing and knew he was talking about her and she smiled because she was now sure that she wanted to be with Sam and he wanted to be with her. Now how was she going to tell him? And how would things change with the children? Still too much to think about but she was certain Sam Evans was the man she wanted. Damn! Mama will be happy about this…I will never hear the end of this one.
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Walking into the office early, Brittney was still fuming. Just who the hell did Sam Evans think he was playing with? I'm going to show him and that bitch that Brittney S. Pierce is no one's fool. Seeing that Quinn wasn't in yet she sneered, she knew it had to have been her that went running to Sam, there was no way he would have believed a group of losers over her. Thinking about Quinn didn't help her mood there wasn't a way to get back at her. She knew Quinn had a thing for Puck but wouldn't act on it. Going after Puck wouldn't work, she had tried for him when she first started with the company and he had shot her down. Forget about that she had work to do.
Last night she had did a search of Lima, Ohio and found out it wasn't a large city, with a population of about 38,693, so finding Anthony shouldn't be that hard. She didn't have the tools at home to do a successful search, but here she did. She smirked as she thought of all the ways she could use Sam's precious company's resources to ruin his world. Going into the database of names she looked up the name Anthony Rashad, surprisingly there were more then she thought. Narrowing her search she put in the state and city, Brittney smiled, there was only one in Lima, Ohio, moving into another database she searched for his personal information. Looking at the information that was on her screen Brittney stared in disbelief, then she began to laugh, this was too good to be true. Anthony Rashad worked for Sam; he worked in the Lima office! Well damn, this is going to be easier than I thought! Closing out the database time to make a visit to Human Resources.
Seeing that Leonard was at his desk Brittney walked toward him, seeing she had his attention she licked her lips and ran her eyes over him. Watching him blush as he looked at her, she sat on the corner of his desk letting her skirt ride up. Leaning over to rub his shoulder she smiled as he blushed harder, "Leonard, I need a favor please, Quinn wants some information about an employee working in our Lima, Ohio office but I couldn't find out anything. I immediately thought of you, you're such a whiz I knew you could help me."
Watching as he preened under her flattery she gave him the name, snorting inwardly she noticed he didn't even question why she wasn't going through normal channels to get the information. Just like a guy, thinking with his dick instead of his brain. Taking note of his work, cell and home number as well as his address she thanked him and gave his shoulder a squeeze, leaving she suggested they get together for coffee one day. Not giving him time to answer she left the office and began to giggle; this was going to be like taking candy from a baby.
Hurrying to her desk she checked the time, if she called she could get him either on his cell phone or at work. Quinn had court this morning so she wouldn't be in for a couple more hours. Dialing his office number she heard a deep male voice answer.
"Anthony Rashad, how may I help you?"
For a moment Brittney was silent, was she really going to this? Fuck yeah! Sam messed with the wrong woman! "Hello Mr. Rashad, my name is Brittney Pierce, and I have a solution to a problem you have."
"I think you might have the wrong number Miss Pierce-"
"Mercedes Jones" she said, for a long moment there was nothing but the sound of breathing on the line.
"Who are you and how do you know Mercedes?" he asked.
Brittney let out a small laugh, "I thought that would get your attention. I work for the same company that you work for, Evans Enterprise, I happen to be engaged to Sam Evans, we haven't made it public yet because Mercedes is, shall I say, causing problems. She is working as a nanny for Sam's younger brother and sister. Living there she thinks it gives her certain perks if you know what I mean. I have talked with her about her attitude towards Sam."
"That doesn't sound like Mercedes." Anthony said.
"Well from the way I have heard her talking about you with the help, and the way she flirts with Sam, she is not shy. Apparently you didn't do it for her is the nicest way I can put it without being vulgar."
"Why are you calling me? This seems like a problem between you and your fiancé." Anthony asked.
Brittney bit back a frustrated groan, she was losing him; then it came to her, the conversation she had heard between Sam and Quinn a couple of days ago. She was supposed to be at lunch but had come back early. The door was slightly open and she could hear Sam and Quinn talking about Mercedes and that man Anthony. She couldn't believe it, the guy was at Mercedes' mom's house begging and crying to find her! What was it with that bitch? She had men falling all over themselves to get her attention. She didn't deserve any of it. It was time to let Anthony know she was the real deal. "Sam only sees the best in everyone so he thinks it's nothing but her being playful. Ok, all cards on the table, I know you want her back. I heard her laughing with the kitchen help over you going to her mom and begging and crying for her to tell you where she is so you could bring her back home."
At that she heard a string of curses come across the line. "She was laughing at me? She was saying I wasn't enough man for her? That bitch!" he snarled over the line.
Brittney smiled, Got you! "Seeing as you want her back and I want her out of my house I think we should work together." Not saying anything Brittney let him stew for a minute. "Mr. Rashad, why don't you take the rest of the day and think about it. This is your chance to have the woman you are meant to have back in your life. I can give you access to her, take down my number and call me when you make your mind up. If you love her the way Mercedes thinks you do, then I know I will be hearing from you." She heard Anthony sigh and ask for her number, telling her to let him think about it. Reciting her personal number to him before she hung up she couldn't help but feel a bubble of happiness. She knew he would call her back, men like him, they were so easy to read, there was no way he was going to let Mercedes get away. She knew he had abused Mercedes but she didn't care. It was a mind over matter situation, she didn't mind and Mercedes didn't matter.
Not three minutes after she hung up after talking to Anthony, Quinn walked in the office, hours before she was expecting her. Damn that was close. That bitch would have ruined everything again.
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She had the nerve to laugh at him with others? She said he wasn't man enough for her? The more he thought about what that woman Brittney Pierce had told him, the angrier he became. He knew she was telling him the truth, how else would she know about him going to Mercedes' mom's home and begging her to tell him where she was. She was trying to take another woman's man; she had changed in the years since she had left Lima. He had spent all last night thinking about what he should do, now he knew, he was going to get his woman back. Brittney said she could help him, he was going to NYC, get Mercedes and they would head north, get lost somewhere in Canada. They would have a great life together; no way would they be apart again. Turning to his computer he wrote a letter of resignation, printing and signing it, he sealed it and left it on his desk. Looking around there was nothing left here for him here; it was time to go get his woman. Time for them to live their lives the way God had planned for them.
Pulling out his phone he called the number the Pierce woman had given him. Hearing her answer he told her that he was willing to work with her. She told him to call her once he made it to NY. Agreeing with her he told her that they still had important plans to make. As he ended the call he didn't know if he could trust Brittney but she had access to Mercedes, therefore he would trust her for the moment. His world was about to be made right again. Mercedes was going to be his; and his only.
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Sam's mind was still reeling from what Mercedes had told him. Anthony Rashad was a dead man walking and he didn't even know it. What kind of man put his hands on a woman? The thought of Mercedes being hurt made his chest ache. How could someone hurt such a loving, kind person? Sam was startled when his intercom went off,
"Mr. Evans, Mr. Abrams is here to see you." Rachel informed him.
"Send him in please, thank you Rachel." Walking over to look out his window, Sam knew what he was about to ask Artie was not exactly legal but he had to know.
Artie looked at Sam as he came in, he could see that his friend was angry about something, "Hey Sam, what's up?"
Sam continued to look out the window, "Artie, I need to ask you to do something, it's not really legal so I'll understand if you say no. But there is a possible threat to someone I care for."
Artie was surprised; Sam was always such a straight arrow that for him to ask him to do something that was possibly illegal was intriguing. "What do you need me to do? You know I've got your back."
Sam looked at Artie for a long moment, "It's Mercedes. I need to know everything you can tell me about an Anthony Rashad."
"Mercedes? What the fuck? Who is Anthony Rashad and what does he have to do with Mercedes?" Artie demanded.
Sam raised a hand to stop his questions, "Sit down and I will tell you everything but it has to stay between us." Artie agreed as he took a seat. Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Sam told Artie the complete story of Mercedes and Chicken Shit Anthony, as he had come to think of him in his mind. Artie couldn't believe his ears, the beautiful, bubbly woman that he had come to think of as a friend was a battered woman.
"Sam don't worry, I've got this. With his name and where he lives I am going to be crawling all over, in, and on top of his ass. Mercedes is a part of our family now, not to mention the woman you are in love with." At Sam's shocked expression, Artie just smirked. "Did you really think we didn't notice? Hell we saw through that shit you had going on with Brittney, you wanted her about as much as I want a case of STD." Sam let out a bark of laughter; leave it to Artie to put him on blast about his bullshit.
"Yeah that was one hell of a mess, but that's been taken care of."
"Ok, I'm going to go get started and as soon as I find out anything I'll give you a call." Artie said as he walked out the door. "Smartest thing you ever did was to drop that gold digger."
Rachel looked down as Artie came out of Sam's office, she couldn't help the smile that spread on her face at getting verification that Sam had dropped Brittney. They had noticed that Brittney had stopped her bragging. In fact she seemed to be dodging them. Pulling out her cell she sent a mass text to her fellow PA's to spread the good news, it was true, the wicked bitch of Evans Enterprise was dead. Doing a little happy dance in her seat Rachel went back to work, life was good.
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Mercedes was up late watching a movie, when it was over she was about to go to bed when she heard a noise coming from across the hall. She thought it was Stevie so she went to check on him. She was stunned to see the door across from her was slightly opened. That door had been locked since she moved in. Stacy told her that it was their parent's room and nobody ever went in there. She crept to the door and saw Sam in the middle of the floor bawling clutching a picture in his hands. Mercedes heart started to break instantly for him, she had to see if she could help or console him.
She knocked slightly "Sam, are you ok?"
Sam was shocked to see Mercedes standing in the doorway he hadn't even heard her come in. "Uh…Mercedes w-what are you doing here?" he said trying to wipe the tears from his eyes so she couldn't see.
"I heard you crying" she said sitting on the floor next to him "I wanted to make sure you were ok."
Sam was embarrassed that she'd heard him bawling like a baby. He thought everyone was sleep. "I'm fine Mercedes you can go back to bed."
Mercedes gave him the WTF look, "You think I'm just going to leave you here like this, I think you know me better than that."
Sam knew she wasn't going to leave so he just sat there for a moment, he decided to speak "I miss them."
Mercedes looked over at him and touched his shoulder not really knowing what to say, or if she needed to say anything.
"This has been one of the toughest weeks at work since their death and I really need my dad to tell me what to do because frankly I don't know." He said, looking at the picture. "I need my mom to come and let me lay my head in her lap and stroke my hair and tell me everything's going to be ok."
Mercedes heart was breaking by the second listening to him talk, so she did the best thing she knew how to do. She sat on the ground and pulled Sam to her and allowed him to lie in her lap, "I know I'm not your mom Sam but I want you to know that everything is going to be ok." She said stoking his hair.
Sam was actually comforted by Mercedes stroking his head and for the first time since they met he wasn't thinking any sexual thoughts about her touching him. He knew he didn't want her to stop so he continued to talk. "It's just so crazy the way this week is going. Everything is falling apart and I don't know what to do to stop it from happening. I've got the whole company on my shoulders and everybody is looking at me to fix it. I have no idea how or even if it can be fixed. I really need my dad right now to tell me what I need to do. I can't let his company fail, I just can't." At this point Sam was in tears again.
Mercedes continued to stroke his hair and rub his back "Sam you can fix whatever situation that occurs. As much as you want him here you don't need your dad here to fix the problems, because he's in you. He taught you everything he knew about this company and he trusted you to run it. Sure I know maybe not this soon but he did trust you. You have to believe in your abilities to continue to make your company a success." She sat him up and cupped his face "You are in charge now Sam, this is your company and you have to start looking at it that way."
Sam looked into her chocolate brown eyes and saw the sincerity in them, but was kind of confused at what she meant. "I know I'm in charge Mercedes."
"Well if you know it then act like it." She said with his face still in her hands. "Every time you mention the company you say your fathers company, but Sam this is your company now and you need to run it like Sam Evans would run the company."
Sam shook his head understanding what she meant, "You're right Mercedes, I'm in charge and I need to figure this thing out. I have been living through my father's memory for too long and I need to take control. He told me before he died that he wanted me to take this company further than he ever could."
"And you can do that Sam." She said, looking into his sparkling green eyes "I know you can."
"How do you know?"
"I just do," She said smiling "I believe in you."
Sam felt like a superhero at that very moment hearing those words come out of her mouth. His body was tingling all over and he couldn't stand it any longer and he grabbed her and kissed her. This kiss was full of passion and desire. Mercedes was shocked at first but she quickly melted into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck. He pulled her as close as he could get her in that awkward position they were sitting in. She ran her fingers through his hair and he let out a moan. His hands roamed all over her body and ended up on his favorite part of her body her ass. Their make out session seemed like it lasted forever but Sam pulled away. "Mercedes I-I'm so s-sorry I just got caught up in the moment and you were com-"
He was stopped by Mercedes crashing her lips onto his and kissed him with just as much passion as before. She didn't want to stop kissing him and he didn't want her too. When their bodies begged for air is when they finally broke their kiss. Panting and trying to catch their breath they just stared at each other. Nothing was said but so much was being spoken. Mercedes finally spoke "Sam we need to slow down," she said "and not because I didn't like it, cause Lord knows I did but we need to take things slow. It's a lot of other things and people we have to take into consideration."
As much as it pained him to slow down he knew she was right and certain things needed to be handled delicately. "You're right Mercedes we need to take this slowly and make sure everything is cool with all parties involved, but I want you to know this is in no way a stopping point for us. I want you in my life Mercedes Jones and I am not going to stop until that happens."
Mercedes smiled and blushed at the declaration Sam just put out there. "Sam Evans this is definitely not a stopping point for us. I want to be a part of your life and I'm going to hang around here and do whatever I have to do to make that happen."
Sam smiled the brightest smile and his was only matched by the smile Mercedes had on her face. Sam stood up and helped Mercedes get up. "Thank you Mercedes for coming in and talking to me. I needed this because I was a wreck."
"Sam anytime you need to talk, vent, or just cry you can always knock on my door anytime. I'm here for you I promise."
He pulled her in for a hug and held her tight for another minute. "I am going to lock up here so go get you some rest and I will definitely see you in the morning."
"Ok Sam, I will see you in the morning" she smiled and turned and went into her room.
Sam watched her the whole time until she closed her door. He picked up the picture of his parents and placed it back on the nightstand. He looked at it one last time and smiled "Mom, I finally found her." He walked out the room smiling, locked the door and went to bed.
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Mercedes and Blaine were finally having their date and Mercedes was excited. It had been too long since she'd last seen her bestie and she was in desperate need of some Blainecedes time. She had been talking about it all week, so much so the whole entire house family was asking her about it. She was putting on the last of her make up when she heard a knock at her door.
"Come in."
Sam walked in with a smile on his face, which only got wider when he saw how beautiful she looked. "Mercedes you look stunning."
Mercedes blushed "Thank you Sam."
He stood there smiling for a minute;
"Did you need something Sam?" She asked with a smile.
"Oh-yeah I wanted to let you know that Finn is going to take you into the city so you and Blaine can enjoy your evening with no worrying about a designated driver." Sam had ulterior motives for why Finn was taking her. He wanted someone there to watch her. He had to keep her protected.
That's very nice of you Sam, but that's really not necessary. I can drive myself."
"Do you plan on drinking at all this evening?"
"Maybe a glass of wine but nothing to crazy."
"Well now with Finn taking you don't have to monitor you alcohol intake, just go have a good time with your bestie."
Mercedes thought about it, she did want to have a great time with Blaine and not driving would be so much easier, "Ok Sam, Finn can drive under one condition."
"What's the condition?" he smirked.
"He can't drive the limo." She said.
Is she serious right now, who wouldn't want to be driven around New York City in a limo…someone who is not impressed by all that…Mercedes Jones that's who. "That's fine Mercedes you don't have to take the limo" he smiled.
"Thank you Sam" she turned back around putting on her makeup.
"You're very welcome Mercedes" he smiled and walked out.
Finn arrived at Blaine's with Mercedes in tow at exactly seven o'clock. Blaine came out and was shocked to see Finn holding the door open for him.
"Wow this is a surprise" he said getting in the car looking around "I thought you were going to drive?"
"I was" she said smiling "but Sam insisted we bring Finn so we don't have to worry about our alcohol intake tonight."
"That's a brilliant idea" he said sitting back in the seat "because I didn't plan on doing that anyway."
"I know you didn't" she laughed.
"So what kind of car is this?" Blaine asked "Because it is nice."
"It's a Maybach" Finn piped in "It was one of Sam's favorites until he got the car he drives now."
The ride to the restaurant was nice, Mercedes and Blaine chatted about anything and everything they could think of. They were like two high school girls gossiping and that cracked Finn up. Once there, they walked in and was greeted by the hostess.
"Good evening welcome to Le Bernardin do you have a reservation?" she said smiling.
"Yes I do, it's under Mercedes Jones."
The hostess looked "Yes Miss Jones your table is ready, right this way please."
They followed behind her to their table. Once seated they were quickly greeted by their waiter and ordered their drinks.
"So tell me how things are going at the Evans household?" Blaine asked.
"Things are going great actually" she said smiling, "the kids have grown to like me, even Stevie. I get along great with the staff and as Sam said we are all one big happy family."
Blaine nodded "Speaking of Sam, how is everything going between the two of you?"
Mercedes smiled thinking about the encounter they had in his parent's bedroom, "We have come to an understanding."
"What kind of understanding?" Blaine asked sitting up now intrigued.
She blushed "We understand that we are attracted to each other and we would possibly like to explore these feelings."
Blaine's eyes were as wide as saucers, "Really? And what about the children?"
"We realize that there are things we need to factor in this situation but we are going to take things slow and make sure that all parties involved are ok with our relationship." She tried to keep the smile off her face but failed miserably.
"So does that also mean you told him about Anthony?"
"Yes, I told him and the house family about him and they all were very supportive, even Kurt." She said with a sly grin.
"What is that look all about?" he asked, with his eyebrow raised.
"What look?" she said taking a sip of her drink.
"You obviously want to tell me something and it's probably about Kurt since you mentioned him." Blaine said glaring at her.
She sighed "Ok I think you should go out with Kurt." She blurted out.
Blaine looked at her like she was crazy, "Why all of a sudden do you think I should go out with Kurt?"
"Well like I said Kurt has been very supportive of me with the whole Anthony situation and we have become fast friends. And guess what?" She said excitedly.
Sipping his drink "What Cedes?"
"He loves Lifetime movies," she squealed, "we have been watching them every day for the past two weeks."
Blaine smiled at how excited she was "And you think Kurt and I would be a good match?"
"Yeah I do Blaine, I think the two of you would complement each other." She said smiling, "And since you always tell me you want an official date night…"
Blaine took a deep "Fine Mercedes, I will ask him out. If this date is a disaster then you owe me big."
"Whatever you say" she said smiling "but I know you're going to have the best time with him."
Blaine rolled his eyes "Is this your way of pawning me off on someone since you and Sam are together?"
Mercedes laughed "Blaine stop, you know there is no replacing you. Not even with a sexy, sweet, caring, compassionate, did I say sexy…." She started fanning herself to get it together, "whew…man like Sam Evans."
Blaine stared at her "You know I hate you right."
"I love you too B." She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
The rest of their date was spent with them eating some of the best food either of them ever tasted, lots of drinks, and great conversation. Mercedes was so happy Finn was there because she would have never be able to drive home. On the drive back home she smiled and thought about how much fun she had with Blaine, but she was even happier to be going home and seeing Sam.
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As Artie leaned back in his chair he thought about all that he had found out about Anthony Rashad. After Sam had talked with him Artie wanted to make sure he had left no stone unturned. Reaching for his phone he called Sam, "Hey bro, got the info you wanted, I have to admit it's not much but it is disturbing."
He could here Sam take a deep breath, "I'm on my way down."
Hanging up the phone Artie waited, he didn't see a good way for this to end without someone getting hurt, either emotionally or physically.
Hearing his door open he turned to see Sam striding in, "What did you find?"
Rubbing his hand over his face Artie answered him, "Anthony Rashad, age 25, born July 1, 1988, he's estranged from his parents, no siblings. He lives alone, he grew up in Lima, Ohio, was into sports in school, not a bad student. Went to college at Ohio State, got a degree in Marketing. I have his home, cell and work numbers." Watching as Sam paced, Artie sighed, "Sam you might want to sit down for this next part." Sam stopped and looked at him, Artie stared at him until he had taken a seat. "After college he got a job as a Marketing Assistant Director at Evans Enterprise, in Lima, where he has been employed for the past three years."
At that Sam shot up like a rocket, "This fucker works for me? I've been paying the salary of the man who was not only emotionally but physically abusing Mercedes? Oh God, I think I'm going to be sick!"
Artie rushed over to him and pushed him back into his seat. "Sam it gets worse, he's quit his job, his boss found his letter of resignation the other day on his desk after he didn't come or call in for two days. His bank accounts have been cleared out. I had an officer from our security team there in Lima go by and check his house. The door was unlocked and he's gone, the house was wrecked, there were ripped pictures and shatter mirrors. I had him send me images of the ripped pictures, they were of Mercedes. I hacked into the nearest airport's database, he bought a one way ticket to NYC. He's already here, his plane landed two hours ago."
Sam was stunned, Chicken Shit Anthony was in NYC, there could only be one reason, he was here to get Mercedes. How had he found out she was here? He knew her mom hadn't told him. Something wasn't right.
"Call the others and get them down here now including Blaine." he barked at Artie.
Calling the others Artie wasn't bothered by Sam's tone, he knew he had to be cursing himself, he had been paying the man that beat the woman he was in love with. Sam couldn't sit still, this was too much to take in. Not wanting to alarm Mercedes, he called Kurt and Finn and told them both to keep an eye on her and to let the rest of the household know. Mercedes had told the rest of the house family about Anthony so he knew they would stick close to her until he could get to her. She would be told, but he would handle that himself.
Hearing the others come into Artie's office Sam turned to them, they were all shocked at how pale he was. Sam had never had much color but damn he looked like a fucking ghost.
"Sam what's wrong?" Quinn asked as she reached for his clenched fist.
Mike and Blaine exchanged puzzled looks. "Sit down everyone, Artie and I have some things to tell you. Some of you know this but a couple of you don't. Blaine before I begin I need you to know I have to tell Mercedes story." Before Blaine could even protest Sam stopped him, "Trust me, I have to do this, there are some things that has happened that changes things." Blaine gave him a nod and settled back, if it involved Mercedes he needed to know. Sam looked at his friends and began to talk. The out cries of anger and disbelief from Mike and Puck let him know he had made the right decision to tell his friends.
When Sam finished Puck only wanted to know one thing, "Why is this fucker still living?" Turning to Blaine.
"You knew he was doing this to her and you didn't do a damn thing?" Mike asked.
"Hold on guys, Blaine didn't know because Mercedes didn't tell him, she didn't tell anyone until she moved here." Sam shouted out, Blaine was about to go off and that wouldn't solve anything. "We have a bigger problem. All of that is in the past."
At that they all stopped talking and looked at Sam, "What do you mean?" Blaine wanted to know. Everyone but Artie turned their gaze on Sam with concerned eyes.
Sam gestured for Artie to tell them what he had found out. Artie cleared his throat, when he had every one's attention he proceeded to tell them everything he had found out about Anthony Rashad.
"That motherfucker is a dead man walking!" Blaine growled out.
"You have got to be kidding me! Is the fool crazy?" Mike asked.
Puck just smiled, "It's been a long time since I got to fuck up somebody. Tell me we're going to handle this ourselves."
"You do realize that he had to have had help to find her." At Quinn's quiet statement they all stopped and stared at her. "Sam did Brittney ever hear you or anyone at the house talking about Anthony and Mercedes?" she asked.
"Brittney? You think Brittney told him where she is?" Blaine asked.
"We don't have any proof, Artie can you go back and look at all of Brittney's incoming and outgoing calls? Maybe go over her computer records?" Sam asked.
Artie smirked, "Of course, there's this little program I wrote that I can load on her system then I can take a look see at everything Miss Pierce has been doing. The phone records I can do from here, if she was using her personal phone that might cause a problem."
Sam smiled his first real smile since Artie had told him about Chicken Shit Anthony, "We don't know that it was Brittney, it could have been anyone. I'll ask Mercedes when I talk with her if any of her old friends know where she lives. Quinn, keep your temper in check we don't want to tip her off if it is her. We need to find him. Artie has printed out pictures of him, Mike could you pass them on to everyone in your department and I also told Finn and Kurt that you would fax them a picture so they will know what he looks like."
"Sam could I have one also?" Quinn asked "I want to know what this ass looks like just in case." Puck asked for one too.
"Guys, thanks for your help and if any one of you see or hear anything please let me know." Sam said.
As everyone filed out the room, Blaine stopped next to Sam, "Thank you for doing all you can to protect her, she's my sister and I love her. I will kill anyone who hurts her." Blaine then cocked his head to the side as he watched Sam, "But then I'm not the only one am I Sam?"
Looking Blaine straight in the eyes Sam replied, "No, Blaine, you're not the only one."
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Walking to their usual table for lunch the group of friends were laughing and talking among themselves. Glancing to her left Sugar saw Brittney sitting at a table as far from anyone as she could get. Stopping the group she pointed at her, the all looked at each other and grinned, turning as one they made their way over to Brittney. Not noticing them approaching Brittney was deep in thought on all the possible ways to make Sam pay for making a fool out of her. Hearing someone clear their throat she looked up, a frown marred her face as she observed the group standing before her.
"Well hello Brittney, I'm surprised to see you eating out here with all of the rest of us, oh what did you call us?" Rachel asked with a fake smile on her face, "Oh yeah, losers."
Brittney just rolled her eyes, ignoring the question.
"Is this going to be another romantic meal for you and Sam? I don't see his staff here laying out a lovely spread for the two of you." Rory said looking around.
"Guys did you forget? He dumped her ass like last week's garbage?" Unique asked with a mean smirk on her lips.
At this Brittney turned red with anger, "For your information I dumped him!"
At that the group just burst into laughter, as Brittney clenched her fist in anger.
"Boo, the only way you would drop Sam Evans is if he had lost all his money and we know that didn't happen. He just caught on to your gold digging ass." Ryder replied.
"Girl please we all know if you had been able to latch on to Sam for real you would still be talking shit to us, but he dropped you like the bad habit you are?" Marley smirked as she goaded Brittney.
"Oh honey, did he break your heart? Wait oh snap, you got to have one first, well bless your little cash register of a heart." Sugar said with an exaggerated southern twang.
By now Brittney had had all she could take, standing up she glared at them, "He fell in love with me but I knew he wasn't the right one so I broke up with him-"
"Hold up, hold up let me sign you out of the dream world you're in, because girl, you're crazy as hell." Unique interrupted her.
"Please Sam wanted you as much as I want Ryder!" Rachel said bluntly.
"Hey what's wrong with me?" Ryder exclaimed.
"Sorry Ryder, you know we love you but do you want the long list or the short list?" Rachel asked. Again they all had to giggle at Ryder's expression.
Brittney stamped her foot in anger, "Go. To. Hell. All. Of. You."
"You first" Rory shot back.
"I don't have to take this!" Brittney snarled at them.
"No you don't, but what you do have to take is Sam Evans not wanting your gold digging ass." Rachel informed her.
With that the group of friends laughed as they walked away. Brittney could only stand there in anger wishing that there was a way to get rid of that damn group of losers.
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Looking out the window as the plane landed Anthony thought about what to do. He didn't have a real plan, he needed to meet with Brittney and make a solid plan. He recorded their conversation just in case she tried to back out. No one was stopping him from getting Mercedes and living the life God had planned for them. First he was going to call Brittney, check into a hotel and once that was all done he would start thinking of a plan. When he met Brittney he wanted to have some sort of idea of what to do. Dialing the number she'd given him he hummed as he waited for her to answer. Life was good! Soon he would have his wife.
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