Hello Everyone! I'm back with another update. Yayyyyyyyy lol.
Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed and put it in their favorites and their alerts. I know this fic might be a little to much for some people but thank you so much for sticking with me. I cannot express my gratitude enough.
thank you to my darling beta rose who's ideas helped a lot with this chapter. love you much girl.
disclaimer: i own nothing. never have never will but i do own Annabelle and few random places and people.
It has been brought to my attention that i haven't done a flashback with just Sam and Mercedes that didn't include Annabelle somehow so I decided to add it in.
Please excuse any mistakes you may find.
Ok I'm done Rambling - Heres chapter 4
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"Come on man you need to relax!" Puck said to his nervous friend but Sam ignored him and continued to pace around in his parents living room. This was it. Today was the big day. Today was the day he was going to propose to the love of his life and he was so nervous he was on the verge of throwing up. He knew from the moment he saw her that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her but he was afraid Mercedes would think they were rushing things. Many people, including their parents, said they were too young. Puppy love can only last for so long they would say. But for Sam and Mercedes it was more than puppy love, it was eternal and real and raw and they had obviously talked about the future and about marriage and kids but being that they were barely 18 and still in high school, Sam was concerned that Mercedes would say no on just that alone and he knew he couldn't handle if it she denied his proposal.
"Sam my man, you need to chill ok? Hot Mama isn't going to turn you down man. She's probably been preparing to propose to you herself." Sam got a goofy look on his face thinking about the fact that Mercedes was planning the same thing and it eased his nerves a little.
"Sam just relax, ok? She isn't going to say no, she might be a little apprehensive since you guys are still really young but she is not going to say no." Kurt reassured his friend who he helped pick out the gorgeous 2 carat diamond ring. Sam had been saving up for nearly two years to be able to get her the beautiful ring, even though Mercedes wasn't a flashy person, he wanted to get her the perfect ring and who better to call than the fashion guru of Lima, Ohio.
"I just want tonight to be perfect. I want tonight to be- I want tonight to be the night to end all nights."
"And it will be perfect but you need to relax. Sit down and take a long deep breath because nothing could go wrong"
Although Kurt assured him that everything would work out perfect, their night was anything but the sort. After driving to Mercedes' house and seeing her in her black cocktail dress with the puffy skirt looking absolutely flawless, he knew he needed to have a piece of her; thus making them late for their date and they lost their reservation at Chez Laxrous. After driving around for nearly 20 minutes trying to find the perfect place, they ended up at Breadstix which definitely threw a giant wrench in his plans but Mercedes didn't care as long as she was with him.
Mercedes could tell Sam was anxious and nervous about something but she couldn't put her finger on it. When he called her earlier in the week to tell her that he wanted to take her out on a special date that Saturday, she wondered what he was planning since their date was so special. It wasn't an anniversary that she remembered or either of their birthdays so the date kind of stooped her.
"Baby, I'm so sorry about tonight. Breadstix definitely wasn't what I had in mind for tonight. I wanted tonight to be special for us but seeing you in that dress looking so delicious did things to me." He gave her his crooked smile and winked at her.
"It's ok baby. As long as I'm with you I happy," she reached over and grasped his hand that was all he needed. After a delicious seafood meal for her and an Italian dish for him, they were back on the road to where Mercedes didn't know but she went along for the ride. After driving around for what seemed like hours they had finally arrived at this place called 'the point' that had a beautiful view of their small town. It was the ideal place for lovers. Gazebos were strategically placed to add of a more romantic feel. After parking the car and running to her side to open the door and help her out, they walked to the first gazebo they saw; they sat down to enjoy the rest of their night. Realizing he forgot something he ran back to the car and grabbed the picnic basket from the trunk.
"Sam what is all of this? Romantic dinner? The point? A picnic in the dark? You aren't about to tell me you're dying because I don't kno-" Mercedes words were cut off with soul searing kiss from Sam. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in tighter, if that was even possible. Their lips and tongues fought for dominance as she racked her nails through his hair, eliciting a low moan from him and he pushed his growing erection more into her. Sitting her down on the bench without breaking their kiss, Sam's hand roamed her entire body, from her waist and up and back down to her thighs. They finally came up for air and Sam rested his forehead on hers and looked into her deep, expressive brown eyes.
"I love you Mercedes. Do you know that? I love you so much and I could never imagine my life without you. I want to give you the world and then some, I want you to give me a house full of babies with your lips and my eyes and your adorable button nose. Baby, I need to get this out before I lose my nerve. Mercedes will you-" But Sam never got to finish as the first strike of thunder pierced the air which was quickly followed by a down pour of rain. Cursing the gods loudly, Sam, realized his perfect night was turning into a bust. Grabbing Mercedes hand, he raced to his car and took off in a huff. Arriving at Mercedes empty home, they raced inside but it didn't matter. They were completely soaked.
After going inside and realizing the power was out, Sam volunteered to go find the candles; shrugging his jacket in the living room. She sat down on the couch, knocking the jacket on the floor, she leaned over and picked it up and a little box fell out of the inside pocket. Curiosity got the best of her; she picked it up and opened it. At first she wasn't sure what she was staring at, but then realization hit her. Sam was proposing! That explained the date. That explained why he was so damn nervous. He was going to propose to her but that night had been anything but stellar. Sam walked back into the living room with candles and matches and saw her staring at the ring.
"Baby! Where did you find that? Give that to me." Sam dropped the candles and the matches on the floor and advanced toward her, but Mercedes quickly got up and moved around the coffee table.
"Sam…is...is…is…this what I think it is? Sam? You were going to propose?"
"I was babe, but obviously, the odds were against us tonight. From losing the reservation, to my car not starting, to the gazebo and the rain, and now you found the ring. Maybe we should take it as a sign, Mercy. Maybe we are rushing into this. Maybe our parents are right. I can totally understand if you-" Sam's words were cut off by the sweet kiss Mercedes has planted on his.
"Yes," she whispered against his lips.
"What? What did you say? Was that a yes? Did I hear a yes?
"Yes, Sam. It's a yes. Of course I'll marry you!" Sam picked her up and twirled her around before planting another giant kiss on her lips. Taking the box from her, he grabbed the ring and with shaky hands he slipped it on.
"This is forever, Mercy."
"Forever and always babe."
Sam sat at the Lima Bean twirling his engraved wedding ring while waiting for his guest. He had woken up that morning a determined man; he needed therapy more than he liked to admit and he was ready for it. He needed to get better for his Mercy, for Annabelle and most importantly for himself. He couldn't continue to live in fear that something would happen to his wife. He had spoken to her that morning and she reassured him that she would be home in a few days and that she loved him and that was all he needed.
"Sorry I'm late. I got caught in traffic."
"No its ok, I wasn't waiting long."
"Well alright. I have to say Sam, getting your phone call was a little more than surprising. But I'm glad you called because I know you need someone to talk to." She reached over and grasped his hand and he grasped it back.
"Thank you Dr. Ferguson. I know this isn't the usual setting for this type of meeting but being in your office kind of brings back unpleasant memories."
"It's quite alright Sam. Whatever I can do to help I'm here. So tell me, why did you call?" Dr. Ferguson began.
Taking a deep breath, Sam said, "Doc I'm losing my mind. I can't take it anymore. Mercedes is away at a dental conference in Nashville and I don't know how to deal. I'm living in constant fear every day that I'll lose her the way I lost Annabelle. Please Doc, I can't lose my Mercy; I'll die without her." Sam said all in one breathe. He felt the tears pooling up at the bottom of his eyes and it took all the strength in his body to not break down.
"Sam…It's ok…I know we are in a public setting but if you need to, please let it out. Keeping all this bottled in isn't healthy." And with that Sam let out a small wail. Dr. Ferguson got up and hugged him tight. She rocked him in her arms while he cried his eyes out. After several minutes and several stares from the other patrons, Sam had calmed down a bit.
"Thank you… I needed that. It's just so hard, you know? Putting up this front for Mercedes and she's starting to see the cracks and it scares me. I'm a man and a man is supposed to be the provider and strong and willing, but I feel like a child. Do you know every day I walk by my daughter's bedroom and I can't even bring myself to go in? The last time I stepped foot in that room was the morning of her disappearance. I went to wake her up and give her breakfast. I can't live like this Doc, if I don't get help Mercedes will leave me. Now I'm not asking you to fix me but I'm asking for your guidance. Please don't give up on me." Sam pleaded.
"Sam, if I had given up on you do you really think I would be here right now? Not getting paid? Hell no. I'm doing this because you and Mercedes need me. Its people like you two that are the reasons I decided to go into therapy. There are so many people out in the world suffering from so many things and they need someone to listen, to guide them. I want you to do something for me Sam, it doesn't have to be today or tomorrow, hell it doesn't even have to be this year; but I want you and Mercedes to go into her room. I want you to go in and touch her things, her toys and clothes and whatnot. But like I said only when you're ready."
"I will Doc." Sam gave her a grateful smile. Just then his cellphone rang; fishing it out of his pocket he saw that it was Puck.
"Hey man! I'm kind of in the middle of some-wait WHAT? Right now? Ok alright, shit! Calm down Puck. I'm on my way!" Hastily getting up he rambled to the doctor that his friend's girlfriend was going into labor and he needed to be there, assuring him that it was no problem he raced out the Lima Bean.
Today was a lazy day for Sam. Since he had the day off and Mercedes had an extra shift to cover, he decided he would pick up Annabelle from day care early and take her home. They settled on grilled cheese sandwiches and Capri sun juice pouches for lunch. They colored, sang some songs, and then took a nap. And now they were lying together on Sam and Mercedes King Size bed watching TV. Annabelle had laid her head on her daddy's stomach and was drawing circles on his arms while she hummed some theme song he did not know. He laughed to himself because Mercedes would do the same thing when they just lay around. Suddenly Annabelle turned her colossal green eyes at her father and told him.
"Daddy, I wuv you."
"I love you too, baby," he snuggled her closer and then noticed she had started crying.
"Hey…what's the matter? Why are you crying?"
"Because I'm gonna miss you, daddy!"
"Miss me? You are going somewhere?"
"Yeah daddy! When I get mawwed"
Giving his daughter a wide eyed look, he coughed before saying "I'm sorry what? When you get married? Oh Bellabear, that isn't happening for a long, long, long, long, time. I mean we agreed that you wouldn't get married till you're about 60 and even then that's too young." Sam cringed at the thought of his daughter getting married. He knew she would grow up to be a beautiful child that would most definitely change the world. She had the sweetest personality and she could turn anyone into mush with her smile and charm. She was definitely Mercedes' child because she was just as enchanting.
"What's making you think of marriage now sweetie?"
"Mama said when you wuv someone, you o'pose to get mawwed. She said she wuv you so she mawwed you."
"Well how do you know you're in love baby? You're only two."
"Daddy! I'm two in a half!" Annabelle said in a huff. "Besides, Zander says he wants to mawwy me so I gots me a huspan."
Cringing, Sam said "Bellabear lets not talk about this now, ok? When the time is right, daddy will gladly give you a way to the man of your dreams."
"Ok daddy." Annabelle leaned up and gave her father a kiss on the cheek. She returned back to her spot and continued to hum the tune Sam still didn't know.
Arriving at the hospital, Sam was met out front by Puck and Mike. Puck looked worried and Mike looked like he hadn't slept in days.
"Guys! What's going on? Why are you waiting for me out here? Puck shouldn't you be inside with Quinn?"
"She kicked me out. She said a penis is what got her in this mess in the first place but I'll tell you, she wasn't complaining when she was riding my-"
"Ok Puck! We don't need details. Sam, I called Tina and they are on the first plane out of Nashville, so hopefully they'll be here before she gives birth. She said she only wants women in the room because women can't stick a penis inside and get her pregnant." Mike cringed while relaying Quinn's message.
"I'm telling you! She's doing all this hollerin' but she wasn't when her lips were on my co-"
"Alright Puck enough! I'm gonna go inside and see if I can calm the beast down. You two need some coffees; its late afternoon so I'm sure the café is still open." Without saying another word, Sam walked into the emergency room and he felt like he stepped into a cyclone. The injuries ran from simple colds to a man who said his girlfriend tried to cut off his fingers for trying to take her fried chicken.
"Um, I'm here to see Quinn Fabray but I don't know which way I'm going…"
"Sir, the main lobby is down the hall and to your left," the receptionist said in a bored tone. He side eyed her and went about his way. After arriving at the main lobby and getting Quinn's room information Sam raced to the elevators. He remembered the way Mercedes called him to tell him she was in labor. He dropped a heavy wrench on his toe but the pain didn't faze him as he raced out of the Auto shop and to the hospitals all dirty and greasy. After spending 21 hours holding Mercedes' hand while she went from one bad contraction to the next, their baby girl was born and the world seemed to stop for them. Arriving at the maternity ward, Sam caught another wave of nostalgia. After having Annabelle, Mercedes spent 4 days in the hospital and so he became really acquainted with the ward and the nurses and doctors that worked there. Although the nurses knew his name, he was mainly known for leaving his room any chance he go so he could go and sit in the baby room and hold his daughter. The man was so enamored by this little bundle of joy that all the other fathers at the ward began to get jealous because Sam had begun to attract more attention than anyone else.
A loud piercing scream interrupted Sam thoughts and he wondered where it came from until he heard Quinn's voice screaming for pain killers. He followed the voice and ended up in the maternity lobby with Santana and Brittany, Kurt and Blaine, Rachel and Finn, and Puck's mom and half-brother Jake and Quinn's dad, he assumed her mother was inside with Quinn.
"Nice of you to show up, trout pout, where's Mercy and Tina?"
"They are on a plane from Nashville. They should be here soon. How is she doing?"
"How do you think? A baby is ripping through her body as we speak. I'm actually glad that I get to skip all of that and just go straight into parenthood if the close-minded bastard that are the US government would just gimme the child but noooo, they want me without a child because god forbid a same sex couple is absolutely incapable of raising a child like any other couple!"
"Alright Stand down Satan; you aren't the only one in this fight," Kurt said while getting up and putting his hand on Santana's shoulder. Brittany came and wrapped her arms around her waist and rocked her back and forth. Sam took in all the couples in the waiting room and longed to hold his wife. She was greatly missed and a major part of their group, so to not see her or Tina was unnatural. Taking a seat in one of the empty chairs, he laid his head on the wall and closed his eyes. That day had been a whirlwind for him, he didn't expect to break down in front of Dr. Ferguson again or at the Lima Bean but something about her was so warm and inviting, it reminded him so much of his mother. Before he knew it, he was drifting off to sleep.
Parking his car in the new school parking lot, Sam sat in his new truck and took a deep breath. He couldn't believe they had to move, he tried everything in his power to convince his parents to let him stay in Tennessee with his grandparents but his parents weren't hearing it. They didn't understand how tough it could be for a new student, to leave all his friends behind and move to Lima, Ohio. What kind of a name for a town was that? Taking another deep breath, he exited his truck and walked towards the front of the building. He noticed several people staring at him and it made him extremely uncomfortable. He must have not been paying attention to where he was going when he heard someone yell loudly at him.
"Watch where your goi- Wow, man! You've got the biggest lips I've ever seen on a man!" A brown hair Latina in cheerleading outfit that said cheerio on the front exclaimed. He had heard it his whole life, yes he had big lips but it wasn't like he could do anything about it. She stared at him for a few more seconds and then a pretty blonde came and hooked pinkies with her, pulling her away. 'Well that was odd' he thought to himself. Walking further into the school, he took in all the different people that adorned the halls. He saw a short girl and really tall boy making out by a locker and then he saw the same Latina say that the hobbit and the Franken-teen were making her sick with their PDA. He saw a two guys standing by the water fountain, one was dressed way too fashionable for a small town and the guy he was with was wearing a bowtie and he could tell even from his distance that he had on way too much hair gel. 'Wow this school is so different than Jefferson' He thought to himself. And then he saw her. She was standing in front of what he assumed was her locker, standing on her tippy toes trying to reach for something. He could only see her profile but what he did see blew him away. She had on a red and black leopard shirt with skin tight dark skinny jean and laced up boots up to the knee. Her hair was bone straight and it glided down her back and from where he was standing he saw she wasn't wearing much makeup, it was all natural beauty. He didn't even know his feet were moving until he was directly in front of her. Now that he was closer to her, she was even more beautiful and she smelled amazing, a mix of cinnamon, apples and vanilla.
"Hi…I'm…I'm…Sam…Sam Evans. Hi I'm Sam Evans," he stammered, she turned her body and he took in her giant brown doe eyes. They were sparklingly under the fluorescent school lights in the hallway.
"I'm Mercedes Jones," her voice, soft and sweet sounded like heaven to Sam.
"Wow, you're beautiful." He whispered without thinking and she giggled and bit her lip as she looked down with a blush.
"Well It was nice to meet you Sam Evans, but I have to get to class," with that she closed her locker and took off down the hall but he couldn't move, it was like he was standing in cement. He leaned against her now closed locker and inhaled the scent that lingered while he stared at her fading back. He didn't think it was possible but he had met the woman of his dreams.
Running her hands through her husband's blonde locks, Mercedes sat next to him and studied his facial features. Sam was and will always be the most attractive man in the world to her. She noticed the bags under his eyes and it pained her to know Sam wasn't getting any sleep. When Mike had called Tina to tell them Quinn was in labor, they hopped on the first plane home and they made it in record time. Just as they had arrived to the maternity ward, Quinn had given birth to a bouncing baby boy she named, Allen Russell Puckerman. The baby had her bright green eyes and Puck's complexion and features. He was a beautiful child and everyone was already fawning over him. Mike had planned to wake Sam up but Mercedes told him to just let him sleep because it looked like he needed it.
Moaning in his sleep, Sam opened one eye and took in his wife curled up next to him, it took him a minute to catch his bearings and when he did he noticed he was still at the hospital. He immediately wrapped her in a tight hug and inhaled her scent. Her Cinnamon, Apples and vanilla shampoo and body wash that she used every day permeated his nose and he felt at home.
"Hey, baby…" She whispered.
"Hey yourself gorgeous. Did Quinn give birth? Did I miss it?"
"Yeah just a few minutes ago, Mike was going to wake you but I told him it looked like you needed the sleep so he left you alone. Everyone is inside. It reminded of the day…" Mercedes voice trailed off and they both knew exactly what she had been talking about. He wrapped his arms tighter around her and kissed her forehead.
Taking in a shaky breath she said "I miss her Sam… I miss her so much… I know this isn't the time and place but I miss her so much. I just want to know something, anything. But the private investigators still haven't found anything. I just need a resolution, I could even settle for her…being…you know… at least then we could start the grieving process, right now we are just in limbo"
"I know baby… I miss her too. I spoke to Dr. Ferguson today, she gave me much insight on my feelings and wants and fears. We shouldn't talk about this here but we will when we get home. I want you to know everything."
"Alright babe," standing up, she reached for his hand and said. "Come on Sammy; let's go meet the newest heartbreaker in Lima."
After spending all day and all most of the evening at the hospital with Quinn and baby Allen, they decided to go home and relax. Mercedes was jetlagged and needed to sleep in her own bed and Sam couldn't have been happier. Their bed just wasn't the same without her, so much so that he slept on the couch because he would absentmindedly reach over to snuggle with her and she wasn't there. Walking in their home, they immediately dropped her bags in the front foyer and retreated to their bedroom. Mercedes took in her bedroom and sighed a contented sigh, she was home. He grabbed her hand and led her to their bed where all they did was remove were their shoes and fell into a deep sleep.
One month later
"Jesus Fellas! It's been a while since I've seen ya'll fuckers!" Puck yelled over the loud music that blasted from the speakers. A month had passed since Quinn had given birth and a lot had begun to change for Sam and Mercedes. They did decide to have the talk and Sam expressed his fears that he would lose Mercedes the same way he lost Annabelle, he didn't think he had anymore tears in him but he was wrong when he broke down in their living room and promised her that no matter what he would take care of her. They had gone back to Dr. Ferguson and she had become a huge relief for them. In her office they revealed secrets and emotions that they didn't think were possible. They had come to an understanding in their marriage and although they still had a very long way to go, they were making progress. It was Mercedes who had suggested that Sam spend a night out with his boys and so he called all his friends and they agreed to meet up at St. Berrys, Rachel's bar that she owned with her cousin Jesse. All the men were present, even Kurt and Blaine.
"How's fatherhood, Puck?" Finn asked. He and Rachel had been trying to have a baby ever since they got married but they were unsuccessful, Rachel didn't want anyone to know that they were taking test to determine what the problem and she had asked Finn not to tell anyone so it won't jinx it.
"It's fucking exhausting! He wakes up every day at 3:15 to eat and Quinn and I are barely getting any sleep but let me tell you guys, it's worth it. I go in and sing to him every day and he just gives me this look and it makes my heart melt, Quinn and my mom say he looks like me but I think he looks like her. I tell you, there is nothing like being a father." Sam looked fondly at this friend who looked really tired but happy. He was truly lucky to have friends that he could trust with his life. Looking around at all friends, Sam took note of Finn's grimace and wondered what was wrong with him.
"Finn- Man you alright? You look upset." Sam asked his friend. Looking at all his friends, Finn knew he could trust them with anything so he told them.
Taking a deep breath, Finn finally decided to come clean "I think Rachel and I can't have kids. We've been trying for months and nothing. Rachel thinks it's her but I think it's me. We've been taking fertility pills and shots and tests but everything comes back negative. I want what you guys have. I want a baby with my wife but…it looks like it won't happen for us…" His voice trailed off. It felt good to get it out, it had been eating away at him for months.
"Finn – Man don't lose hope, there is always a light at the end of the Tunnel. If Rachel can't get pregnant then there is always adoption and surrogates. All hope is not lost." Mike said while putting his hand on his tall friend. Finn gave Mike a grateful smile. "I mean when Tina and I started trying we didn't get pregnant right away but it happened and now we have two beautiful boys. It will happen for you Finn, just don't lose hope" Biting back a small sob, Finn wrapped his large arms around his friend.
"Alright, enough of this mushy shit! We are here to have a good fucking time and that's what we are going to do, so cheers fuckers!" They all clicked shot glasses and drowned their shots. The night had gotten somber for a small moment but it quickly turned festive as they had one shot after another, the boys talked about everything and everyone. Whoever said men don't gossip was a lying liar. Sam felt his troubles fade away with every drink he consumed and he knew by the end of the night he would have a serious buzz that would result in a horrible hangover the next morning.
He was enjoying his night when he felt someone wrap an arm around his shoulder; he looked up and saw that it was Savannah. He hadn't been back to the office since that day and he threw away the paper with her number on it but being that they lived in such a small town, he knew he would run into her somewhere.
"Fancy running into you here, I didn't think this place was your type."
"My best friend's wife owns this place."
"Oh well that's awesome."
"Sam…introduces us to your…friend." Kurt said while eyeing the mysterious woman up and down. He could smell a home wrecking bitch anywhere and her nasty stench was filling up the bar.
"Uh guys, this is Savannah Girabaldi. She and I work together at the paper," all the men said hi except for Kurt who still couldn't get the scowl off his face, Blaine nudged him and then whispered in his ear.
"Hello…" He said shortly, he didn't trust that bitch and he knew Mercedes probably didn't know a thing about her.
"So I guess your night is going good?"
"Yeah it's going alright." A tense silenced filled the air as the married men tried to keep their eyes off the gorgeous blonde except Kurt who was texting Santana that he would cut that bitch if she came between Sam and Mercedes. He saw the look she was giving Sam and he knew that bitch was up to no good
"So Savannah is it? What brings you to St. Berrys?" Kurt asked her in a short tone which earned him a glare from Blaine.
"I've been having a stressful week so I decided to come and unwind. I've heard a lot about this place. I heard it plays good music and serves good drinks at good prices." Savannah answered Kurt in a sweet voice.
"Hmmm…" Was all Kurt said. He excused himself and went to the bathroom to no doubt place a phone call to one fiery Latina who was extremely overprotective of her friends. Sensing the tension in the air, Savannah decided to excuse herself and head back to her friends. Saying goodbye to Sam and his friends she walked back to her table. Sam hadn't looked up once from the bar but once he did, he wish he didn't. Every single one of his friends was looking at him with curious eyes.
"So…Savannah huh? She's…attractive" Finn said
"Yeah… guys look, before you start questioning me, no nothing has gone on between Savannah and I and nothing ever will. I love Mercedes and if you guys doubt that then we don't need to be friends. Yes Savannah is very attractive but she and I are just friends. And Blaine tell Kurt that he didn't need to call Santana, Now If you guys don't mind, I'm going home to my wife. Have a good night fellas" rising from his seat, he grabbed his jacket and proceeded to walk out the door but was stopped by Puck.
Placing his right hand on Sam's shoulder he said "Come on man, we're here to have a good time not to judge you. We know you would never do that to Mercedes but you can't even lie and say that if it were one of us that had a friend that good lucking you wouldn't react the same way. Look I know I'm not one to talk but keep an eye on this girl alright? Kurt wasn't the only one who got bad vibes from her. I mean you are always welcome in my home but just know that it won't be a pleasant one if Quinn finds out you cheated on Mercedes and let me tell you, my couch isn't the most comfortable. "He paused and then said "Sam you are one of my best friends, no scratch you are more like a brother to me and I love Mercedes with all my heart and I would hate for Savannah to be the reason you guys break up. Just please be careful." Sam took one look at his former bad boy friend and softened up. He knew his friends were looking out for him but Sam knew in his heart he would never do that. He just didn't have the heart to do that.
Taking a look at all his friends he said "I hear what you're saying man but trust me. I barely see this woman. Yeah we live in a small town but I barely go out and if I'm not working from home I'm at the shop. You guys have nothing to worry about and neither do I besides she knows I'm married so it isn't like I'm leading her on" Sam didn't need to hear that mess. Savannah was just a friend, nothing more nothing less and they had nothing to worry about. By then, Kurt had come back from the bathroom and caught the end of the conversation the boys were having but that didn't stop him from voicing his opinion on the woman he deemed "Home wrecker in high heels" to Santana on the phone.
Kurt rolled his eyes and said "Sam… I know women like that. It doesn't matter if you are married, some will go after men because they want too. Do you really think she cares about Mercedes? Or your life with Mercedes? No. Sam that woman had temptress written all over her overly made up face. This woman is no good. For the sake of your marriage, I suggest you cut off ties with her"
Sam's eyes darken in anger "Cut off ties? We aren't even friends. I've spoken to her maybe twice in the past six months. You guys act like I'm hanging out with her every day. Look I don't have to stand here and listen to this bullshit. I'm going to go home to my wife who I love dearly and forget all about this fucked up conversation" without another word, Sam walked out of the bar and to his truck. He was livid. How dare they question him? He wasn't a child. He didn't need anyone to talk to him about his life. Not one of them understood how hard Sam's life, the internal struggle that he's facing every day so thinking about cheating wasn't even a thought for him. He didn't even realize he had arrived at his home until he nearly passed his mailbox that he and Annabelle had decorated. He reversed and drove into his drive way. Exiting his truck his anger was quickly fading away as he made his way to his front door. Walking into the dark home, he noticed the only light that was on was the light in the living room where he found Mercedes curled up on the couch wrapped in a blanket with a book in her hand. He stood in the doorway and just stared at her. She was truly remarkable and it made his heart swell that she chose to spend the rest of her life with him.
"Hey babe…" Looking up from her book, Mercedes immediately smiled.
"Hey! How did tonight go? Did you have a good time?" Mercedes said as she got up from the couch and went and gave him a hug.
"Yeah. I'm really tired though so can we talk about it tomorrow?
"Yes of course let's go to bed." She grabbed his hand and led them upstairs to their bedroom. Sam showered and changed for bed; curling up to his warm wife, Sam let his problems fade away, at least for the night.
So yay or nay? what did you guys think? did you love it? did you hate it? do you think sam should have told mercedes about savannah? do you think santana will? let me know what you guys think and dont forget to review.
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