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The next day Maddie left her house telling her parents she had a date with Colt. Once she was outside she got into the service car and gave Colt a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey, so where are we going?" he asked wondering what plan his girlfriend had come up with now.
"St. Joseph Hospital, please" announced Maddie to the driver. The driver nodded and started the car making his way to the destination.
"Why are we going to the hospital?" asked Colt confused. "Are you okay? Are your visiting someone? Is your Dad okay?" added Colt shooting out a splurge of questions growing concerned.
Maddie turned to look at her before and couldn't help but laugh a little, "I'm fine, no one is in the hospital. And my Dad is my dad, he still has cancer…But I'm gonna fix that. I'm going to the hospital to see if I'm a match to give him half my liver."
Colt looked at Maddie as if she had four heads, "Y-You're going to give your Dad half your liver?" he asked in shock. He watched his girlfriend nod in response with a smile and he continued to look at her as if she was crazy. He chuckled still slightly in shock, "Maddie have you met your father?" Maddie's face fell confused of what Colt was implying. "Based off what I've seen and what I have heard he's a stubborn man. You have expressed to me that he wants no help what so ever. He wants to fight this on his own, which by the way is a very brave thing. But I don't think Deacon Clayborn, your father would take your liver. You told me you heard he wouldn't take Scarlett's, so why would he take yours?" he continued.
"He couldn't take Scarlett's if he really wanted to because she wasn't a match. I know for a fact he will take mine because I won't be taking no as in answer. I need my father. Having him around is great and I love it. I don't want to lose that" confessed Maddie.
"Well what are you gonna do if you're not a match? That is a possibility, ya know. There is a chance you are not a match" he said in a frustrated tone.
Maddie side eyed him, "I'm choosing to focus that I am. As long as I know I'm a match, I know for a fact the test will truly prove I am one" she snapped. "It would also help if my boyfriend was being supportive during all of this" she added a little upset.
"Jam session?" asked Puck with a arched brow.
"How could we say no?" remarked Tina grabbing her violin and putting it to her chin.
Puck grabbed his bass while Sam grabbed his guitar and Finn grabbed his drum sticks. Finn found a nice little spot behind the counter to beat his drums sticks on and waited for the signal to start.
{Puck while playing the bass with Finn singing some of the background}
My windows down, my seats back,
My music up, and we ride.
Her legs up on my dashboard,
And it's just the way I like.
Hey, country girl, this country boy
Like everything about you.
Don't change a thing, no way.
You stay the same, I got you.
I like saw that, all that,
Head to toe you all that.
Tell ol' boy he call back,
Send a text say, "Fall back" 'cause
I can see you got a thing for the fast life.
So come on, shawty, let me show you what the fast like.
Whipping 'cross the border, Florida into Georgia.
{Puck, Sam, and Finn}
Baby, you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
{Sam, Finn, and Tina came in with their instruments being sure to gel with Puck}
{Sam}
Yeah, when I first saw that bikini top on her
She's poppin' right out of the South Georgia water
Thought, "Oh, good Lord, she had them long tanned legs."
Couldn't help myself so I walked up and said,
Mercedes, Santana, Quinn, and Artie walked into the studio to find the band playing around with a Florida Georgia Line song. Mercedes smiled seeing her band getting along. She nodded her head to the music and began to dance a little.
{Finn, Sam, and Puck}
Baby, you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin' stop signs through the middle
Every little farm town with you
And this brand new Chevy with a lift kit
Would look a hell of a lot better with you up in it (come on)
So, baby, you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
"Take it away Tina" yelled Sam wanting her to sing the last line.
{Tina after putting down her violin}
So, baby, you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
I got my windows down and the radio up, get your radio up
When Tina was done Mercedes, Santana, Quinn, and Artie applauded the band. The four band members looked at the four people who just entered the room and gave them a small smile.
"That was so great. I love that song" smiled Mercedes.
"We were just hanging out, but I'm glad you liked it" exclaimed Sam looking at Mercedes
Sam and Mercedes locked eyes with each other and went into a deep wonderland. For some reason each time they locked eyes Mercedes would get lost and would desperately want to stare at them for hours on end. Getting lost in his green eyes was now her favorite thing to do. For Sam he found himself getting visions of his future. Sam was not one to believe in supernatural things but whenever he looked into Mercedes dark brown eyes he a big house with a white picket fence. And in that house he imagined him and Mercedes living a happy life and going on tour once a year.
Mercedes blushed trying her best to hide it. She then took a seat in the black wheelie chair and spun around to look at her band.
"So I just spoke with Rayna on the phone, and I've decided that I want to change my sound" smiled Mercedes.
Puck wore a confused face, "We don't even have a record out, what is your sound if we don't have a for sure one yet?"
"Funny, Quinn had the same response" said Mercedes glaring at Quinn. Quinn aimlessly rolled her eyes while pressing buttons on her new company blackberry. Puck glanced at Quinn and tried his best not to bite his bottom lip.
Mercedes saw Puck and fought back her giggle, "They should just have sex already" she said to herself. "Anyway, I feel my sound is very bubbly, and you know very…debut Carrie Underwood."
"But you love Carrie Underwood?" remarked Finn.
"I do indeed, she's queen. But I want to be different. I want to be my own artist, my own sound. I don't want people to compare me to her. I want to be amazing on my own" replied Mercedes.
Sam nodded like her point.
"So, what sound are you looking for exactly?" asked Tina.
Mercedes smiled, "Glad you asked, I'm thinking something edgy, but still country….does that make sense?"
Sam laughed, "Yeah, it makes senses. Let's try it. I got a song that I wrote that I keep in my back pocket we can try."
Mercedes locked eye contact with Sam, "Sounds great. Let's do it."
The band got up and began walking to the booth to lay down the track. Before Mercedes could make it to the booth Quinn and Santana stopped her.
"Can we talk for a second?" asked Quinn.
"Yeah, of course. What's up?" replied Mercedes.
"We're gonna come right out and say it" said Quinn feeling nervous.
Mercedes nodded waiting for the news. Quinn didn't say saying going mute. Santana rolled her eyes at Quinn and blurted it out.
"We don't think you should date Sam."
Mercedes face completely changed, it went from curious to what the fuck. "And why not?" she asked.
"Because it's bad for business, what if it doesn't work out? We lose our lead guitarist and we will have to replace him" replied Santana.
"And we can't lose him, he's too good" added Quinn.
"How do you guys know? Maybe we could be great" said Mercedes.
"Yes, you guys could. But if your not were all fucked including you" exclaimed Santana.
"Were just trying to protect you" said Quinn.
"If he wasn't in the band, we would be all for it and I would say let him fuck your brains out. But if you guys break up the band will be different and weird and you know it" said Santana.
Mercedes was frustrated but she had a feeling her friends were right, "Fine, we won't go out, we won't fuck, will just sing and that's it. Happy?"
"Very" smiled Santana.
Mercedes stormed out going into the studio with her band.
"Hey, here's the song, it's called Mississippi Flood" smiled Sam handing Mercedes his iphone.
"Great" she said blandly taking the phone and giving Sam no eye contact.
Sam saw her attitude change and wondered if he did something wrong. Why was he mad at her?
"She's mad at us" said Quinn back in the room staring at Mercedes and the band in the booth.
"I know, she's supposed to be. I didn't expect her to take it nicely. I just don't want anything to mess this up. She's worked too hard for this" said Santana.
"Your right" nodded Quinn.
"Are you sure going on tour is a good idea?" asked Scarlett.
"Yeah, the tour starts after Vannah is born and Juliette is completely fine with it. We talked about it for several days and they're gonna come with us" exclaimed Avery.
"Wait a minute, Juliette Barns is coming on tour with us?" asked Gunnar.
"Yeah, she's gonna write her album while we're on the road and take care of Vannah. Is that a problem?" asked Avery looking between Gunnar and Scarlett.
"No no no" said Gunnar and Scarlett in unison.
"Were just shocked that she wants to come that's all" exclaimed Gunnar.
"Well she's coming, the yearlong tour gives her time to be a mommy and slowly record her album and perfect it" said Avery.
"Sounds like a great plan" said Scarlett. Scarlett than looked at Gunnar at another question entered her mind. Gunnar felt her eyes on him, "What?"
Scarlett cleared her throat, "Have you spoken to Zoe?"
Gunnar was now wearing an angry faced, "Not since she left me? Why? I thought you hated her now because of me."
"I don't hate her Gunnar, I just dislike her right now. And I asked because we're are somewhat friends now and I know you cared about her. Have you called her?" asked Scarlett.
"What kind of stupid question is that? Of course I called her" barked Gunnar getting pissed.
"Calm down Gunnar" exclaimed Avery.
"I was just asking, and if it makes you feel any better. Joe from The Bluebird still talks to her and told me she's in LA" said Scarlett.
"Why are you telling me all of this?" shouted Gunnar.
"Because you're my bandmate and I care. Just like I hope you and Avery care enough about my feelings. We are Ex's Gunnar. Hence the name of our band. It also means we will always have feelings for each other. I care about your well-being and I care if your happy or not. Zoe, my once best friend. She makes you happy. I want you happy, Gunnar. If Avery can be happy, I can be happy, you should be able to be too. Excuse me for giving a fuck!" yelled Scarlett storming out.
"You didn't have to be so hard on her" said Avery.
Gunnar took a breath, "I didn't mean to be. I just don't like talking about Zoe, I get very upset as you can see."
"Have you tried to tell her about the whole Mika situation? You know, how he's yours?" asked Avery.
Gunnar sighed, "No, its not gonna make a difference."
"But what if it does?" asked Avery.
Gunnar huffed, "Then that just shows the kind of her person she is. I don't need to be someone who comes back just because the kid happens not to be mind. I'd rather be alone" said Gunnar leaving Avery in the room alone. "I'm going to the Bluebird" he added just before leaving.
An hour later Gunnar was sitting at the bar of the Bluebird nursing his beer. While helping a customer Rachel glanced over at Gunnar and realized he looked familiar. She helped her customer and went over to Gunnar.
"Need another beer?" asked Rachel.
"Nope, I'm good. But thank you" replied Gunnar looking sad.
"Are you okay?" asked Rachel.
"No, but that's okay. I haven't been for a while" replied Gunnar taking a sip of his beer.
"Do you want to talk about it?" asked Rachel concerned.
Gunnar chuckled, "You think talking about it will help?" he asked.
"Yeah, I do. What's your name?" asked Rachel.
"Gunnar" he replied.
"Gunnar who?" she asked.
"Gunnar Scott" he replied.
Rachel smiled, "I knew you looked familiar. We have one of Nashville's Finest in the Bluebird tonight. Well Gunnar, I'm Rachel Hudson."
Gunnar laughed, Rachel smiled when he laughed she felt like she had heard that laugh before. And when Gunnar laughed she could have sworn he looked just like her husband. "It's nice to meet you Rachel."
"So tell me about your problems. It's kind of hard to believe you have problems considering you are about to go on tour. Start from the very beginning." remarked Rachel.
"Well if you want me to start from the very beginning I would say that my problems started when my parents put me up for adoption… But to give to the problems that's bothering me right now would start when my ex came back in my life and told me that this ten year old boy was mine."
Rachel froze she had a hunch, was Gunnar Scott her son? Was Gunnar Scott her beautiful baby boy? "Gunnar how old are you?" asked Rachel interrupting.
"22, why?" replied.
Rachel quickly did the math and on the verge of passing out. She continued looking at Gunnar realizing all the features he got from herself and Finn. Finn's smile, ears, nose, teeth, hair, and height. Rachel scanned Gunnar for her features. He had her eyes. Everything was Finn, but his eyes were definitely hers. "No reason just curious" she replied.
Gunnar nodded okay and went on with his story. Rachel zoned Gunnar out and began to just stare at his face. He looked so much like Finn. Rachel was fighting back tears, but boy were they trying their very best to come through.
"So then she just up and leaves, not telling me where she was going all because she couldn't handle me having a kid. And you know what the icing on the cake is? Mika is not even mine, my ex cheated on me with my brother. My brother who is dead. God my life sucks" yelled Gunnar getting frustrated and hitting the bar.
Rachel snapped out of her daze and began trying to calm Gunnar down. "Whoa, okay calm down" said Rachel grabbing his hand and softly rubbing his hand. Gunnar looked down at Rachel rubbing his hand and got weirded out. He snatched his hand away feeling weird, it oddly enough calmed him down.
Rachel's feeling were slightly hurt, "Sorry"
"Umm, its fine…Listen I got a go. I kind of walked out on band in the middle of trying to make our setlist for the tour" said Gunnar.
"That's okay. Go ahead" said Rachel.
Gunnar dropped a twenty on the bar and began to walk out, "See you around, I guess."
"Yeah" nodded Rachel picking up the twenty and watching him walk out the Bluebird.
Back at the studio Mercedes and The Whiskey Drinkers laid down four tracks before calling it a night. While the band was leaving Sam stopped Mercedes wanting to know what was up with his new favorite person.
"Mercedes, did I do something to you?" asked Sam concerned.
"No, but you need to do your job and I will do mine" replied Mercedes.
Sam was taken back by her words. "I thought I was doing my job" he exclaimed.
"No, you're not. You're flirting with me and it needs to stop" Mercedes.
"I thought you liked it, your flirted back" said Sam.
"Well, I don't. I changed my mind" she remarked.
"Who changed your mind?" he asked knowing someone said something to her.
"We just feel that this should be strictly professional and nothing more. I'm ending it" said Mercedes.
"Ending what?" exclaimed Sam. "We haven't even started yet" he added.
"I'm sorry Sam. We're just friends nothing more" she said leaving him and walking to her car.
"Yeah? Will see about that!" yelled watching her walk away from him.
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