Short & Straight to the Point Lovebugs ;)

"Look, I have half of a million dollars to pay you guys because I desperately need your services. I need to make sure that my job doesn't get blasted in the media because if it does it could destroy a lot of senators, and we can't have that can we?" Sue Sylvester spoke to the team. Sue had come into Mercedes's establishment explaining that she was a madame of a private brothel service and that Quinn Fabray was desperately looking to put her in jail. However, the issue was that Sue had family, and she was a lot of those girls' mothers, and many political figures came to her for services.

"Artie, how long do we have before Quinn goes and executes a search warrant?" Mercedes questioned.

"About two hours, she just sent out the request for one," Artie answered.

"Ok, Santana and Harris go down there and get any incriminating evidence and bring it back here, Ms. Sylvester is there anything that we need to bring back specifically?" Mercedes said.

Sue began, "Three black books, they have everything in them from when I first started, to who received my services, you get that and they can't put me away."

"Great, let's move, Artie I want you to hack into the database to buy us some time, Sue I am going to stay here with you and prep you in case they want to interview you ok," Mercedes explained. As expected everyone jumped into action with Harris and Santana heading out of the door and Artie heading to his office.

Sam had been following Mercedes and he started to notice that he was attracted to her. She had an amazing body, she knew how to dress, and her face was so pretty. She was also so quick on her feet when it came to verbal sparring. He was sitting in the car across from her building when he noticed that two of her coworkers had left the building. He wasn't sure about the other guy but he decided to head inside. He left the car and headed inside the building and took the elevator. When he got up there he noticed she was standing around in a large conference room with an elderly woman sitting at the table. As he made his way over he was stopped when the barrel of a gun was at the back of his skull.

"You don't look like you need help, why are you here?" Artie spoke lowly so as to not alert Mercedes.

"I am a friend of Mercedes," Sam answered calmly.

"Mercedes doesn't keep friends, especially male friends," Artie said.

"Well consider me special then, we bumped into each other for coffee," Sam stated.

"Sam, what are you doing here?" Mercedes asked him as she came towards him and Artie skillfully put his gun away.

"I thought I would come and ask you if you wanted to come to my place for dinner tonight, I can get some overly-expensive wine, we can eat some takeout, and hang out." Sam smiled.

"I don't know I have to work, and-,"

"You are going to try and get out of this, but I don't want to hear it, I am going to send you the address and I want you there at eight-thirty. Nice to meet you Artie was it?" Sam spoke as he excused himself and headed back out of the door. Mercedes sighed and looked at Artie.

"I can kill him if you want."

"Artie no."

"Mercedes Jones, you know it is a crime to interfere with a criminal investigation right?" Quinn Fabray announced as she walked into the office. Mercedes, Santana, Harris, and Artie were all seated around the round table watching the news hours later after Santana and Harris had recovered the three black notebooks. They had sent Sue to go and stay at a hotel for a "staycation" in case anyone questioned her whereabouts.

"Quinn Fabray I don't know what you are talking about?" Mercedes replied sweetly.

Quinn sighed, "Sue Sylvester, I had a team ready to launch an investigation, and color me surprised when they concluded that the madame couldn't find anything incriminating."

"And who is to say that an elderly woman is a madame, and maybe your team just can't find shit, or hell funny maybe you guys are wrong," Santana added.

"Don't be cute, look that favor with Rachel was great, but do not try and save people who do not deserve it." Quinn hissed.

"You know you would be a lot hotter with fewer clothes and in my mind," Santana smiled causing her coworkers to laugh.

"Stay out of this Mercedes," Quinn warned as she left the building. When the elevator clicked signaling she left everyone grabbed their things and started to head out.

"Good, work today team, I will see you all tomorrow morning," Mercedes said.

Mercedes had decided to go to Sam's place against her initial thoughts and she had made it to his apartment door she knocked on it, and Sam opened it wearing jeans and a t-shirt.

"You came," He smiled as he stepped aside to let her in.

"Well, I decided to, since you have been stalking me a little bit, I am very aware of my surroundings Mr. Evans," Mercedes answered as she walked to the kitchen.

"I promise you it is purely coincidental. So I ordered Chinese, and I have a beer, and you look to have already bought your own wine." Sam said as he pointed to the wine in her hands. She went to grab a glass and caught Sam staring at her with a wistful smirk.

"What Evans?" Mercedes asked.

Sam smiled as he walked closer to her, "You are just so beautiful and special. Any man who was to lose you was a complete fool." Sam placed her behind her ears.

"Real smooth," Mercedes smirked as she gripped his biceps as felt herself getting swept off her feet literally and figuratively. Sam leaned in and placed a kiss on her lips and pulled away. Then Mercedes placed her lips back on his as he removed the coat from her and placed her on the kitchen counter.