A/N: I dunno what this is…
"Come on Stevie concentrate!" his mother yelled.
Stevie was trying, but failing to block his mom's energy balls with his hands. For training purposes only his mom was exceeding the powers she hadn't used in ages so that Stevie could know how to defend himself against the demon. She threw one at him again and this time it hit Stevie hard in the shoulder tossing him into the bookcase.
He caught up, dusted himself off, favoring his shoulder.
"Mom! Could you go just a little easier? I'm still your son you know." Stevie said.
"No! I'm sorry Stevie but I can't. This isn't a game. Lamia is one of the most dangerous demons to ever walk the earth. She is not only a demon but half human. This means she walks amongst us, free. The only difference is that no human can kill her. No mortal could ever harm her. Only you have the power to stop her! Now Stevie... Stop being scared of your power and focus! Pretend I'm her. Pretend I'm the worlds evil."
Stevie nodded and his mom got back into the combat stance. Her hands formed to energy balls and she threw the first one at Stevie. Stevie surprised his mom and his own self when light busted out of his hands and he stopped the energy ball from hitting him.
His mom's face grew into a proud smile, but she didn't stop her attack. She knew lamia would show no mercy on him. So she had to continue to prepare him for that. She threw another energy ball and Stevie deflected that one too.
Stevie smiled at his hands and then to his mom. "Mom... I finally did it. I- I used my powers out of my own volition!"
Smiling his mom added, "Yes! And it only took three days and two nights of practice... Stevie this is a great start. You're a fast learner. But we still need to practice. Your hands hold your power. You can't only use them when you're scared or threatened. You have to learn to use them whenever you may need them. You can sense when demons are near. Once lamia comes for you, you need to be using that part of your power to your advantage!"
"I understand. I not only have the power to deflect, but to kill." Stevie said wisely.
"Exactly. But only demons. Angels don't hurt mortals. At all." his mom told him.
"I think I get it mom. Try it again- this time... Up the ante. Give me all you got."
His mom smirked and started her attack once more she threw energy ball after energy ball. Stevie stopped them all. Then she decided to try one big one- she waited as it formed in her hand and then she threw it at him. Stevie pushed it back towards her and his mom flew across the attic, hitting some boxes and cardboard they had up there.
Stevie ran to his mom and knelt down near her, hoping she was ok.
"Mom! Mom did I hurt you? Are you alright?"
His mom sat up, dazed but proud. She knew now that Stevie was ready. She hadn't seen that kind of power in ages. And now it all laid inside her little boy. She was a very proud mom indeed.
"That was great Stevie! Just beautiful!" his mom said getting up.
"Thanks, but I rather not hurt you like that again. You didn't tell me that I would have that much power."
"Oh Stevie... That was just a taste. When you face Lamia, that power will multiply ten- fold on its own. Which means we have to keep practicing to bring all of your potential power out of you."
"Well I'm ready! Bring it on!" Stevie said to his mom.
"We will keep practicing- after I go to the spa."
"Why are you going to the spa when there is a demon on the loose?" Stevie asked.
"Because, dear son... I. Hurt. Everywhere." Jessica Evans patted his shoulder and then limped out of the attic.
Stevie just smiled to himself. His mom never looked so proud. He was going to be earth's savior and at 18, that was a huge responsibility. But Stevie knew he could handle it. After all, he was an angel. What could possibly go wrong when he knew that fact?
Mercedes made it home that second night completely worn out. Jesus you tell a guy you love him and he tries to kill you with sex? At least she was happy Sam kept his word about the no condom situation. He pulled out like he said he would, but after he found another condom from his dresser he had her again, this time on her belly and then in the shower when she finally got away from him. He was such a horny little devil. Mercedes could admit she kinda like it, being with Sam, Sam just loving her all day and night made her feel butterflies. But even with all of that she still couldn't get Quinn off of her mind. She had no idea where she'd been or why she left yet again- but the allure of Quinn still struck Mercedes to her core. She loved her once, she still loved her. But why was Quinn lying to her? Where was she that she couldn't tell Mercedes? What happened to her?
Mercedes opened her door and threw her keys into her bowl and took off her sandals. She made it up stairs and began to undress, taking off her clothes to get ready for a nice long hot bath. Her leggings came off, and then her shirt and then she went to her closet in search of her pj's. Once she found them she turned around to see Quinn there staring at her.
"Quinn! How the hell did you get in here?" Mercedes asked.
"The front door?" Quinn said with a smile.
"Ha-ha, you're a riot." Mercedes said back sarcastically.
"And you're a sex goddess. Look at you... I don't know why I'm so turned on right now..." Quinn began to walk towards her; she grabbed at Mercedes waist and held her in her arms.
"Quinn, I'm not having sex with you... Because I can't trust you. So unless you're ready to have a talk, I think you should back away from me." Mercedes pushed her hands away and then threw her pj's on the bed. Quinn could feel her anger rising from being rejected. She had to remember what the creature said; she controlled the demon inside of her. Her hands got colder once she took a breath and calmed down.
"Mercedes... I want to have the talk." Quinn said sitting on the bed.
Mercedes side eyed her and wondered what changed her mind all of a sudden. She sat down next to her waiting for her to continue.
"If I tell you, where I've been, and what I am... You have to promise me you will have an open mind about it?"
That worried Mercedes, "I promise Quinn, just tell me."
Quinn took her hands and began her story. She spilled her guts about not being human- technically. About dying on that bridge, about her eternal life. About the creature and her powers- everything but the real truth. That she asked for it all of it.
"So... This thing, he gave you all those powers against your will?" Mercedes asked. She feared for Quinn. Quinn had told her that a creature forced powers into her soul. And that he sent her back but she didn't know what for. She felt so sad. She couldn't believe it… literally, she couldn't believe the story.
"Yes. It was all him, I had no choice. Now I have all these powers and I don't know why."
Quinn promised her the truth, but did it have to be the complete truth? She never lied to Mercedes before... But if Mercedes knew she chose to be a demon- that she chose to be evil... She didn't think she would ever forgive her.
"Can... Can you show me one of your powers?" Mercedes asked more for her benefit than Quinn's. If Quinn was telling the truth, then she needed to see it with her own eyes.
Quinn stood up and out of nowhere, she disappeared. Mercedes stood up- shocked she looked around. Quinn just disappeared into thin air. Turning around again Quinn stood there smiling at her.
"How- how did you just do that?"
"I told you Mercy... He gave me powers and then just let me go. I don't really have control over them. I can come and go in the blink of an eye, I can throw fire from my hands and I had super speed. And I'm stronger than I once was."
"Quinn... I'm so sorry this has happened to you." Mercedes pulled Quinn in for a hug. Never in her wildest dreams did she think that Quinn was a human with powers. She honestly thought she was kidnapped and having a hard time talking about it. She would have never guessed it was something supernatural.
Mercedes was starting to think that Sam was right. This world was riddled with magic and supernatural beings. Mortals were just too blind to see it.
"So... You believe me?" Quinn asked smelling the perfume on her neck.
Mercedes pulled away, and smiled at her. Nodding her head she said, "Yes Quinny. I believe you."
Quinn took her face in her hands and began to kiss her fiancé. She couldn't believe Mercedes actually believed her story. Then she remembered how good hearted she was. Mercedes probably would've believed anything she told her because she truly loved her. Quinn couldn't survive without her love. It made her whole- and surprisingly human.
Quinn began to kiss her neck when something in Mercedes' mind told her to stop. "Quinn..." she said.
"Quinn there's something I need to talk to you about... The person I'm seeing we-"
Quinn cut her off. "I don't give a shit."
"Quinn, you need to understand something… the person I'm seeing…" Mercedes tried again but once again Quinn cut her off.
"Mercy… remember when I kissed you in the Lima Park that first time?" Quinn asked deflecting.
"Quinn what does that have to do with anything?"
"I kissed you and then you told me you couldn't do this because of Finn. Then you ran all the way home, you told me that you loved Finn, and no matter what you and I would never be a couple. You kept saying it over and over because you honestly believed that you loved him. But then what happened? That night after you two broke up… who did you come to?"
"I came to you… but Quinn that was different,"
"You're right. It was different. The difference is now; you are in love with me. Whoever you were dating before can't compare to the love we share. You don't love her mercy. You love me, just like I love you."
"But Quinn you don't need to listen-"Quinn cut her off yet another time by kissing her again. She ran her hands down her body and saw Mercedes close her eyes. Smirking, Quinn says. "Does she make you feel like I do?"
"Quinn... please." Mercedes moaned.
"Does she know how to make you cum in less than five minutes with her fingers? " Quinn began to unhook her lace bra and tossed it to the floor.
"Mercedes does she know how you like to be touched softly, and sweetly? Does she know you bite your lip when your breasts are being played with?" Quinn took her breasts into her hands and began to knead them. On cue Mercedes bit her lip, just like Quinn said she would.
"Does she know how sensitive they are? Does she know how to make you cream just by sucking them?"
Mercedes didn't know how to tell her that the "she" in question was actually a he. And even though they only began to have sex, he quick learner and he was slowly beginning to know what she liked and where she liked it. Nope, she couldn't say that or anything at all with Quinn lips sucking on her nipples. Didn't she ask this question once? Why did Quinn and Sam have to seduce her always? Why was she so sexually attracted to both of them?
Her choice was now infinitely harder, as Quinn dropped to her knees and began kissing her clit through her panties. Mercedes needed to stop this. She needed to stop thinking with her vagina and start thinking with her heart. What was it trying to say? Now that Quinn told her the truth shouldn't that have changed things? What about Sam? Why did she love him? Could she love both of them?
Mercedes stepped out of her own reverie and picked Quinn up. "Quinn I'm sorry. I- can't do this."
"And I'm sorry too baby, but I don't believe you." Quinn smiled at her, thinking she was teasing. But Mercedes had her serious face on. Mercedes tried to walk away but Quinn pulled her back to her roughly, her back to her front.
"Quinn…" Mercedes said warning her.
"Stop with the false loyalties to that shit head you're dating. You owe her nothing… she knew you loved me before you got into a relationship and now that I'm back she has to know that whatever you two had is now over."
"Quinn that's just it!" Mercedes began yelling. "If you would just listen to me for a second without trying to get me back in bed with you, you would know that-"
Once again Mercedes was cut off, but this time it was by the doorbell.
"WHAT NOW?" Mercedes screamed. She looked down at her clothes and began to dress so she could open it when Quinn left the room to go get it herself.
Downstairs, Quinn opened the door and saw a blond man standing there.
"Can I help you?" she asked curtly.
"Oh umm is this the right address? I'm looking for a Mercedes Jones?" Sam said.
"What do you want with Mercedes?" Quinn asked him.
Before Sam could answer, Mercedes came padding down the stairs. Once she reached the door and she saw Sam she knew she was fucked. The situation just got worse.
"Sam! What are you doing here?" Mercedes asked him.
"Hey beautiful, I thought I'd surprise you by making dinner." She smiled at him, and he smiled back at her, both seemingly forgetting Quinn was in the room.
"Mercedes, who the fuck is this?" Quinn asked angrily. Why was her fiancé smiling at this fool? Why was he at their door wanting to cook her dinner and calling her beautiful?
"Might as well get the train wreck over with…'" Mercedes thought to herself. "Sam, this is Quinn, Quinn this is Sam… the guy I've been seeing."
"WHAT?" Quinn was vehement. She was seeing a guy? One who looked like a male version of her no less! And he had a penis. A penis which has probably been inside of her girlfriend. She could feel her hands heating up from the anger boiling inside of her heart.
"Wow… so… you're Quinn?" Sam couldn't help but rake in her beauty. He was a little jealous of Mercedes; he had to admit Quinn was beautiful.
"SHUT UP. AND DO NOT ADDRESS ME." Quinn said to him violently.
"Excuse me?" Sam said with his own anger rising. He was actually about to compliment her, but she was in full on bitch mode, and two could play it that game.
"QUINN!" Mercedes spat.
"Don't Quinn me! I leave for a couple of months and you start fucking this? How could you Mercedes? How could you betray me like this?"
"Mercedes didn't betray anyone. It happened naturally. We fell in love like normal people do. The only reason she isn't with me now is because she still believes she loves you. Don't make her out to the bad person here." Sam interjected
"Didn't I say shut the fuck up you asshole? This is between me and MY fiancé."
"I won't shut up! Don't call me an asshole; you're just mad because she moved on while you were gone."
"Moved on huh?" Quinn began to laugh. "Is that why we made love as soon as I came back?"
"She told me all about it, but I bet is didn't tell you that we also made love a couple of days after you did…"
"GUYS CAN YOU TWO PLEASE STOP?" Mercedes yelled.
"Mercy would never fuck you. You boy band wannabe. And she doesn't love you so stop saying she does!"
"I guess that's yet another thing she didn't tell you, she DOES love me. In fact she told me just last night while I was inside of her, in fact screamed it!"
Quinn's hands formed a fireball behind her back. She couldn't control it. Lamia wanted to kill him. She tried to suppress her as much as she could, but the argument was far from over.
"Mercy is this true… did you tell Lisa Rinna's stunt double that you love him?" Quinn asked Mercedes.
"I-I…" Mercedes began. "Yes, I did… Quinn that's what I've been trying to tell you. I… I love Sam."
Sam couldn't help but smile at that. "You love Sam..." Quinn said as a statement.
"Quinn please…don't be upset. It kinda just happened. This doesn't mean I don't love you." Mercedes pleaded with her.
The fireball in Quinn's hands disappeared as she calmed down. Mercedes admitted to loving this… guy, whoever the hell he was but she also said she loved her too. Quinn told her she wasn't going to give up and she meant it. He meant nothing. Her love her him meant nothing in Quinn's mind. She was there first. She would always love her first. She had to keep reminded herself of that.
"So you're still in love with me?" Quinn asked.
"Yes, I am very much still in love with you. But I love Sam just as much." She sighed.
"Look, we are overwhelming her right now." Sam said. "Maybe I should just come back another day."
"Actually I think that's a good idea Sam…" Mercedes agreed.
Sam was going to leave before the situation got more awkward then it already was, but surprisingly, Quinn herself stopped him.
"Wait… uhh Sam." Quinn says. "Don't go."
"What?" Mercedes and Sam ask at the same time.
"Stay… please, I was actually just leaving."
"Quinn what the hell are you talking about?" Mercedes asked confused.
"Mercy, you admitted that you love and are in love with both of us. Theirs is nothing I could do in the situation to change your mind… and poor Sam here came all this way with groceries to cook you a meal… while I think it's a little lame and obvious, it is… endearing of him. So I'm going to move out of the way, and let you two have dinner."
"Quinn have you lost your mind? Or are you up to something?'"
"Nope... I'm just fine, look I have to go, mercy I'll talk to you tomorrow babe." Quinn kissed her lips right in front of Sam, letting him know her true intentions. They didn't break the kiss for a good two minutes before Sam cleared his throat and they broke apart.
"Good night baby." Quinn kissed her chastely once more and then looked at Sam. "Sam…' Quinn said curtly.
"Quinn..." Sam says mocking her tone.
Quinn smiled at him and then left the apartment. Mercedes was right. She was up to something. And that something was killing the guy Mercedes claimed to love. She had to wait though, wait until she got him alone so she could explain that Mercedes was hers and only hers. Yeah she would be sad he was dead, but she would eventually get over it and Quinn would be right there to pick up the pieces. All Quinn knew was that she couldn't let him have her. He could enjoy his last night with her because after tonight… Sam was a dead man.
a/n: do you think Quinn will kill Sam?
peace and Darren Criss- Melle.