"Now tell my why I should sing with you?" Quinn said walking into the empty science classroom, "Puck has a good voice. I could do a duet with him." Sam glared at her.

"You are not singing with Puck. The only duets you sing from now on will be with me," Sam said getting his guitar, "Now singing will be easy, so I will just start playing." Quinn stood a couple feet away from Sam with her hands on her hips as he began to play. "Get behind me," Sam said and then when she didn't move said it softer, "Get behind me." Quinn walked over and stood next to him.

"Now grab my hips," Sam said smiling in that goofy way of his, "And start swaying." Quinn put a hand to her temple wondering why she loved this dork so much. She stubbornly put her hand on his shoulder. "Give me your hand," Sam said taking Quinn's hand a turning up. "Do you remember how to play?"

"No," Quinn admitted, "I stopped playing after you left, and now I don't remember anything."

"It is like riding a bike," Sam said guiding her hand and then noticing how close their faces

were leaned down even further to kiss her but Quinn pulled away and Sam stumbled forward.

"We are supposed to be practicing," Quinn said, "There is time for that later."

"Fine," Sam said pouting, "Do you know what song we should sing?"

"I have the perfect song," Quinn said smiling.

"You do?" Sam asked even though he already knew what song she picked.

"Yep, its the one that I listened to every night last year," Quinn admitted. Sam put a lock of hair behind her ear.

"We are going to be together forever you know that right?" Sam said.

"Of course," Quinn said taking the guitar and putting it down. She put her arms around Sam's neck, "Not everyone is as lucky to be in love with their best friend." Sam laughed at the fact that she was quoting the song they were going to sing. He really was rubbing off on her. Quinn kissed him quickly.

"Come on we need to practice so we can win that dinner," Quinn said handing Sam back his guitar.

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The song fit the two of them so perfectly is was almost ridiculous. As the song went on Sam and Quinn could barely take their eyes off each other.

They don't know how long it takes

Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for you I promise you, I will

Quinn's eyes glassed over despite herself. This verse really hit home for her. Sam must have felt it too because the looks Sam was giving her were so full of love it was almost overwhelming. The two sang on forgetting everything around them. Forgot the competition, forgot the audience. Only the fact that they were in love with their best friend.

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love in every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

Quinn and Sam faced the club holding hands as they sang the last verse. Santana had mumbled something about the whole thing being charming. Sam had always been pretty charming. When the music ended and everyone began clapping Sam put his arm around Quinn and she grinned up at him.

After the final performance Mr. Schue was counting up the votes and found that about half of them were for Sam. On two of the sheets someone had voted for Sam and then crossed Quinn's name out. Mr. Schue couldn't help but laugh.

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"Sam I would like you to play the role of the creature," Mr. Schue told Sam. The class was going to perform the Rocky Horror Picture show and he was handing out the roles.

"From the Black Lagoon?" Sam said not knowing anything about Rocky Horror.

"Rocky," Quinn told him, "He's like the Frankenstein character, but blond. He's cute just like you."

"Better get working on those abs." Santana said.

"Are you kidding me," Sam said, "You could cut glass with these babies. I have no problem showing off my body." Sam said it in a joking manner while Quinn clicked her pen repeatedly. She had a problem with it.

LQF

"Come on out!" Quinn said to Sam who refused to come out of the bathroom. He was trying on his costume for Rocky Horror and Quinn was sitting on his bed waiting for him.

"No!" Sam called back, "I can't be seen in this!"

"It can't be that bad," Quinn said trying to reassure him, "You are the most built guy at school if anyone can pull off playing Rocky you can."

"Fine," Sam said, "But you have to promise not to laugh."

"I promise," Quinn said even though she didn't really mean it. Quinn's jaw dropped as Sam entered the room. The little gold shorts basically hid nothing.

"There is no way you are wearing that," Quinn managed to say.

"I know I look fat," Sam said looking down at himself.

"No, its not that," Quinn said and then gestured to his body, "That hot body belongs to me. I am not going to let you flaunt it in front of the entire school."

"You think I am hot?" Sam said grinning. Quinn blushed.

"You are in very great shape," Quinn said suddenly interested in her nails.

"What was this about belonging to you?" Sam said trying to embarrass her even more. Quinn's face looked like a tomato.

"Well you are my boyfriend," Quinn said still looking at her nails, "I get to see things other girls do not."

"I think you are hot too," Sam said and Quinn smiled, "Besides I am yours, just like you are mine. I wouldn't like it if you were sporting a bikini in front of the whole school." Sam kissed Quinn's cheek before saying,

"I am going to change. I will have to ask for some board shorts or something."

"Good," Quinn said leaning back so she was now laying on the bed, "I don't want Santana jumping you the second she sees you." Sam laughed. Quinn turned her head and looked at the picture on Sam's nightstand. Well it was actually two pictures. One was of the two of them at age six. The kids were eating a Popsicle and making faces at the camera. The other was one taken not too long ago. Sam had his arm around Quinn smiling at the camera and she was kissing his cheek. Six and sixteen. It was amazing to think how far they had come.

LQF

Now Quinn knew she had let Sam go father with her then Finn or Puck. Sure she had Puck had almost gone all the way that one time, but his hand had barely got up her skirt before she stopped him. Still she was planning to wait till marriage so when Sam's hand began to travel up her skirt she picked up his hand and sat up.

"Can't I get a little something something?" Sam asked in that dorky tone of his.

"When we get married someday it will be a lot better then a little something something," Quinn said straightening out her skirt and Sam leaned back with a groan. They were almost seventeen, marriage was at least a year away.

The next day Sam lowered himself into the ice bath. Finn was next to him in nice hot tub. Sam tried not to look at him with envy, but a hot bath was a lot better then a cold one.

"How can you do that?" Finn said referring to the ice bath.

"I am taking a lot of cold showers dating Lucy," Sam told his friend.

"Been there," Finn said, "Still there actually. How is it that we are dating the two girls in school who won't put out?"

"What do you do though?" Sam asked. He knew that Lucy had felt him getting excited on more then one occasion which killed the mood. She was embarrassed and Sam was a tad humiliated. They were supposed to have this deep connection, but they were just 16.

"I think about the opposite of what I am doing," Finn said and then told Sam about the time he had hit the mailman.

"I have never actually almost killed a civil servant before," Sam said.

"You just need to find something to be your own buzz kill," Finn suggested. Sam sighed and leaned turned his head at the sound of Coach Beiste yelling to Artie about wearing a cup. Sam watched as Beiste picked a wedgie out of her pants.

"I think you just found your mailman," Finn said noticing the same thing Sam had.

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Using Beiste as a way to cool down didn't go over so well. Sam had said the wrong name while making out and Lucy had freaked. Sam didn't blame her, but he didn't like it when Lucy kicked him out of her house telling him to come back when he remembered what her name was. To make things worst somehow Coach Beiste had found out and now wanted to quit.

"This is what happens when girls don't put out," Santana said cutting into Mr. Schue's lecture, "If everyone just put out we would have a winning football team." Sam hated that he had hurt someone. There was really only one way for a Glee Club to try and make things right, to sing about it. Mr. Schue was able to convince Beiste to listen to come and listen to their apology.

Quinn had been pissed when Sam had said the wrong name while they were kissing, but now she realized how difficult it must be for him. Sam was always such a gentlemen, never pressured her no matter how much it frustrated him. It was hard for her too. As she sat and listened to Sam sing his apology song to Coach Beiste she couldn't help but think how hot he looked in his blue suit. His solo came up and Sam came over to her and took her hand while he sang before moving on to Beiste. Quinn loved it when Sam sang to her.

The boys were heading over to the girls singing the final verses of the song. Quinn grinned as Sam strutted over to her. She beckoned him to her with her finger and laughed when Sam stopped right in front of her hand out singing Stop in the Name of Love. The boys circled around Coach Beiste and then hugged her after she thanked and forgave them.

"So am I forgiven?" Sam asked Quinn after the hug had broken up.

"Of course," Quinn said putting her arms around his neck, "You don't want to pressure me and I love you for it, but if you say the wrong name again I will have to hurt you." Sam nodded and kissed her. Mercedes watched the couple with sadness in her eyes.

"Are you okay?" Kurt asked her.

"Yeah, just a tad jealous," Mercedes admitted.

"Me too," Kurt said.

Quinn broke away from Sam and he hugged her his face in the crook of her neck. Quinn's chin was on his shoulder. She looked over and saw that Mercedes was watching the two of them. Sam released her and Quinn whispered,

"Can you go over and talk to Mercedes?" Quinn asked, "I think she is upset that she was the only girl who didn't have a boyfriend sing to her."

"Sure," Sam said, "Just wait for me by the car and I will see you in a minute." Quinn nodded and left so it was only Sam and Mercedes left in the room.

"Hey," Sam said, "Are you okay?"

"I guess," Mercedes said.

"I have a very good BS detector you know," Sam said crossing his arms, "Its genetic, nothing gets past my mother."

"Every girl here has a boyfriend except for me," Mercedes said sitting down, "Even Rachel. I am jealous."

"I know how that feels," Sam said sitting down as well, "When Quinn was with Finn and Puck I could barely stand it. I would see them together and I felt like pulling my hair out."

"That would have been funny to see," Mercedes said with a laugh.

"Don't rush into to anything," Sam told her suddenly, "Don't settle for the first guy that pays attention to you unless you know its true. Promise me."

"I promise," Mercedes nodded, "I just wish I know what it was like."

"What what was like?" Sam asked. Mercedes blushed.

"To be kissed," She said softly. Sam nodded.

"Come here," Sam said scooting his chair closer to hers.

"Why?" Mercedes asked.

"So I can kiss you," Sam said simply.

"What!" Mercedes said shocked, "Won't Quinn be mad?"

"She would be mad if I was cheating on her," Sam said, "This is more of an experiment so you know what it is like to kiss a boy."

"Oh." Mercedes said and then blushed, "All right then." Sam leaned forward and kissed her square on the lips. Three Mississippi's later they broke apart.

"Now, don't expect it to be exactly like that," Sam informed her, "My lips are unnaturally huge." Mercedes laughed and the two excited the choir room.

On the other side of the school Quinn was leaning next to Sam's car when Puck ran up to her. "Quinn," Puck said out of breath, "I was just leaving the choir room and when I looked back Sam was kissing Mercedes! I am so sorry." He didn't sound very sorry at all.

"He was?" Quinn said smiling, "How sweet."

"Sweet?" Puck asked confused.

"Mercedes was sad because she had no boyfriend to sing to her," Quinn told Puck, "Sam was trying to make her feel better, like I asked him too."

"Oh," Puck said, "Well my bad see you later." And just as soon was he here to rat out Sam to her he was gone.

"What was that about?" Sam asked coming up to her. He had almost been slammed into by Puck.

"Puck was just informing me that you were making out with Mercedes in the choir room," Quinn said crossing her arms, "And I told him that I knew you were only doing it to make her feel better."

"Is seems like he was hoping I was cheating on you," Sam said opening the door for Quinn and then walking around to the other side of the car.

"Like you would ever," Quinn said smiling at her boyfriend.

"Never. So what are the chances of me getting to see you in that leather getup again? " Sam said and Quinn rolled her eyes. Boys.

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Rachel had gathered Tina, Brittney, and Quinn in the choir room in an attempt to have a serious talk about what Karofsky was doing to Kurt.

"I say we band together and demand that they confront Karofsky," Rachel told the girls sitting in front of her.

"First off all I am not encouraging Sam to get into a fight," Quinn said, "And second of all I think you just sent the feminist movement back about fifty years."

"Guys only respond to muscle," Rachel argued.

"So we're going to fight violence with violence." Quinn said.

"No," Rachel said getting frustrated, "I am not saying they should hit him. We need to defend Kurt and there is strength in numbers."

Quinn knew that Rachel had a point. She just really didn't like the idea of Sam fighting. Sam would do anything for her, but she didn't like the thought of him getting hurt. When Sam got injured playing football, that had been a accident. This, this would be on purpose. Quinn knew that she was being overprotective, but was it that wrong that she was? Quinn bit her lip. This is something Sam would want to do. He would want to stand up for his friend.

"Fine," Quinn said reluctantly, "I will talk to Sam."

Quinn never got a chance to. Sam had to stay at school late for practice, and her mother insisted that Quinn stay home and that they act like a real family. Judy even took away her phone. Quinn gave her Mom points for trying, but it figures that when Quinn really needed to speak with Sam things got in the way. So when Sam walked into Glee sporting a black eye Quinn knew that he had gotten himself involved without her asking. He didn't say anything just handed her the ice pack in his hand and sat down. Quinn carefully placed the bag on his face.

"How bad does it look?" Sam asked.

"Its pretty hot actually," Quinn couldn't help but say. Sam smiled. Quinn heard the others criticize Finn about the fact that he was not there, and praising Sam because he was.

"Lay off Finn, everyone," Kurt said cutting in, "It isn't his problem. It's none of your problems actually. But thank you for what you did. Especially Sam."

"Serious. An epitome of a leader," Mike said. Sam gave a half smile at Mikes comment. He wouldn't mind being the leader.

"Whats going on?" Mr. Schue asked walking into the classroom, "What happened to Sam's eye?"

"He stood up to Karofsky," Quinn told him.

"All the guys did," Tina said, "Well, not Finn."

"Is everyone okay?" Mr. Schue said, "Do we all need to talk to Principal Sylvester?"

"No I got a few good licks in too, so we can just call it even," Sam said wanted to avoid Sue Sylvester as much as possible. "And maybe this will send a warning to Karofsky, telling him to back off Kurt."

"You okay Kurt," Mr. Schue said walking over to Kurt and placing a hand on his shoulder. When Kurt didn't answer Mr. Schue faced the class and said, "All right, guys. Let's take our places. We got a wedding to prepare for." Sam had to stop himself from groaning. Great now he had to perform at a wedding with a black eye. Quinn put down the ice pack and stood up. She held out her hand and Sam took it.

Now I don't know how many of you will feel with whole Sam kissing Mercedes thing, but I felt that she had yet to be kissed either, not just Beiste and Kurt. There will be no Sam/Mercedes he was just trying to make her feel better.

Another fluffy chapter more problems to come...

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