A/N: Hello all! I am back. I know it's been a long time but hopefully you'll still read and review. Sandy took out my power for five days but i'm back with a vengance... no, not really. this is just all that came to mind. Anywhore, enjoy!

"That's not good enough Stevie! Hit me harder!" Jessica Evans demanded. After she felt the demon Lamia's presence on earth she rushed home to help Stevie prepare. Jessica, finally feeling Lamia's presence meant that the demon was no longer shielding her power from the angels. And Lamia was finally ready for the final battle between them and her. Jessica didn't want to put her son through this. But it was written in sacred stone before he was born- a half human, half angel son would defeat the greatest evil on earth.. Lamia. Lamia was Stevie's destiny... And his doom.

Stevie threw an energy ball twice the size of a basketball at his mother and it hit her shoulder hard. Jessica fell down to the floor and instead of helping her this time Stevie just said "Get up." to his own mother in a dangerously cold tone. Jessica did just that- then she came over and smiled, looking into his eyes.

"Stevie.." Jessica said holding his face.

"Mother..." Stevie repiled a little callously. They had been praticing for a few days with barely any sleep so Stevie was a little on edge.

"Stevie... You are ready my son." Jessica Evans started to tear as she looked upon her youngest son- maybe for the last time.

"Really mom?" Stevie smiled. He waited to hear those words from her for weeks. Now that she said them he felt a surge of power run through him. Power that he had never felt before.

Stevie looked down and it was coming from his mom's hands. She was giving him her power. Her hands gripped his face and all of Jessica's power surged through her into Stevie. After it was all done and fell down to the floor. A worried Stevie kneeled down to see if she was okay.

"Mom!" Stevie said helping her back to her feet. He walked them over to the couch in the basement and Jessica bent over and panted. "Mom... Mom you're scaring me... Are you alright?"

"Stevie... I'm fine sweetie... I'm fine." His mom repiled.

"Mom... What was that? It was like... An energy exchange... I saw power leaving you... Mom, what did you do?"

"Stevie..." His mom made him look at her. "You were destined for this before you were born... This fight, it will be the battle to end all battles..." Jessica took his hands. " I gave you my power, so now... You now have all the power you need to defeat Lamia. It must be this way Stevie... You need to kill her- destroy Lamia and send her sprit back to the 9th depth of hell. Promise me that you'll win Stevie- promise me that after this is all over you will come home. Promise me!"

"Mom... I... I promise." Stevie said looking into her teary eyes. "But... But... If you gave me your power that means..."

Jessica Evans nodded sadly and finished his sentence for him. "Yes Stevie, I am now... Human."

After work Mercedes was supposed to go home. She was supposed to be on her way back to Quinn. So why was she driving to Sam's house? What was she doing? She didn't have the answers. She didn't want the answers. She hadn't seen him in a while and something about never seeing him again got to her. She needed to see him, just once. After her realization that she wasn't in love with Quinn anymore a couple of weeks ago, she had been racking her brain on two things: the first, How to end things with Quinn who was not going to be happy. And the added bonus of her uncontrollable power. Mercedes knew Quinn wouldn't hurt her on purpose. But what would happen if she did hurt her? Even if it was an accident? And the second, being how to tell Sam that she was wrong about choosing Quinn over him. And that she did indeed still loved him.

Mercedes parked her car infront of his building and just sat there in her car. Trying to find the courage to go up. After some Whitney Houston and a self gratifying pep talk Mercedes got out of the car and walked inside, getting in the elevator. As the lights pressed pass every level Mercedes felt her heart beating heavier and heavier. It stopped on the fourth floor- Sam's floor. She crept out of the elevator and slowly made her way to Sam's door. She stood in front of it, for about five minutes before knocking finally, after taking a deep breath.

Sam was with Heather laying on the couch, watching a movie when someone knocked on his door. Him and heather were actually going strong after their inital reunion some weeks ago. Sam didn't love her- and whenever they had sex he didn't open his eyes, but it was better than thinking about Mercedes 24/7. He told Heather "I'll get it." then got up to answer the door.

Opening the door, Sam's face was still and his jaw dropped a little taking in her form. The woman he couldn't stop thinking about was standing at his door. Mercedes smiled at him and said a simple "Hi" to him. After she spoke Sam seemed to come back to reality. He came out of the apartment and closed his door and just looked at her, up and down.

"What do you want?" Sam said crossing his arms.

"That's all I get? A what do you want?no 'Hi Mercedes,' I haven't seen you in a while... How are ya?"

"You want to have light conversation when the last time I saw you, you broke my heart? No, Mercedes. Say what you have to say, then go." Sam repiled in sort of a nasty tone.

Mercedes looked down and chewed on her bottom lip, Sam had every right to be mad at her. She actually expected this reception. She looked into his eyes and added, "You're right. I'm an idiot for coming here. I just... I wanted to see you. I'm sorry Sam." Mercedes turned to walk away but Sam grabbed her wrist so she couldn't leave. He pulled her to him and they locked eyes. He stammered, before putting his hand on her waist and gripping it a little, like he used to. Mercedes moved closer and her eyes fluttered in front of him, looking from his eyes to his lips. They were so close that there lips were almost touching. Silence crept between them before Sam finally said something. "I... I don't want you to go."

Mercedes nodded and said, "Good, cause I don't want to go... Sam, I still love-" she didn't a chance to finish her sentence because Sam grabbed her face in his big hands and kissed her hard. Mercedes gasped as he kissed her and immediately kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. He parted their lips and immediately stuck his tongue inside not even asking her for entrance. Their tongues played together moving around each others softly and slowly as Sam's hands gripped her waist tight, slowly pushing up her shirt so his hand could fit under. Mercedes moaned in his mouth as she felt him touch her again. Her body felt like it was on fire from the simplest touch of his hand.

As Sam's hand moved more up her body and he deppened the kiss, his door crept open and his "gf" Heather popped her head out and immediately yelled "What the fuck is this?"

As Quinn got out of the shower that night, going into her closet and looking for some night wear she felt a presence. But she chose to ignore it. She had been feeling that same presence for days now but she just continued to ignore it. Why? Because she had her life back now. She immediately got her job back and legal stuff fixed in the weeks she'd been back, and Mercedes was finally only hers again. Everything was going great for Quinn. Whatever presence she was feeling paled in comparison to finally getting everything she had before back. Quinn smiled to herself and dropped the towel putting on an under shirt and some Pj's. She was gonna walk back into her bedroom and watch some tv and wait for Mercedes to come home- but... All of a sudden she blinked and was in the underworld. She looked around at her new surroundings and wondered why the hell she was there.

"Hello?" Quinn called out to the darkness. Quickly her Master popped out and showed himself to her. Quinn kneeled in front of him- bowing her head.

"Master! Why have I been called down here?" Quinn asked.

"Lamia... I've been trying to get your attention for days. It seems you've become preoccupied with other things..." The creature said with a hint of anger in his voice.

"Master, I am sorry. I... I had to re- settle back into my old life. Please, forgive me. I am here now. What is your will?"

The creature clenched his crooked jaw sucking in his flithy teeth and added, "I will let it go for only now Lamia because what I have to tell you is of the most utter importance."

"What is it Master?" Quinn questioned.

"I felt it. So I'm sure you have as well. The enemy that has been cloaking himself from us has now revealed his power. Tell me you did not sense overwhelming power surge this morning?"

Quinn chewed on her lip, not knowing how to answer. She did feel it. But what did that mean exactly? That she'd have to ultimately give up everything she just got back for a battle? She didn't want to do this... Not anymore. But she made a blood oath to the creature. She had to fullfill it. Or eternal damanation is what she would face. She nodded, looking at him. "I have felt it... I felt it at work this morning." she admitted.

"But what does this all mean master?"

The creature paced back and forth in contemplation. And then finally stood in front of Quinn, and put his long, corroded fingers on her shoulder and said, "What does it mean? It means dear Lamia... The time is now."

"Our time?" Quinn said with a hint a sadness in her voice.

The creature smiled and nodded happily.

"The battle is upon us Lamia... The time of men... Is over. I shall rule once again.

A/N: what's that? I'm a bitch for ending it like this? I know... I'm sorry. More to come lovelies! Until next time, Peace, Love and Mark Salling's eyes to you all! -Melle