Hello everyone, this is a big one. This chapter is all about the connect between Sam and Mercy. It is kind of a long one, I got a little carried away. I wanted to get this FanFic finished before I start my new job in a couple of weeks. So far so good. Hope you are enjoying all of the drama and shenanigans.
I do not own rights to any of the Glee Characters.
Mercy's Unconscious Mind
"We're here!" Sam put the car in park and looked over at her with a excited gleam in his eyes.
"Where exactly is here? We were just having a great time at the beach and then you picked me up and whisked me off like we were on the lamb." Mercy joked as she began looking around curiously at the place he rushed them too after their rendezvous on the secluded beach.
She had awoken with nothing but a towel and a half naked Sam covering her. Now they were fully clothed sitting in a car parked in front of what looks like an abandoned cottage covered by vines, hidden in towering trees.
"You don't remember? We use to come here all of the time freshman year! You dubbed it The Shire, we use to call Campus Middle Earth? Come on, don't tell me you forgot?" Sam inquired looking at her with hopeful eyes.
Mercy was squinting looking out of the windshield at the small vine covered structure, faint memories started coming back to her the longer she looked at it.
"I.. I think,... Wait a minute, didn't we sit over there under that tree and play Never Have I Ever that one time when we decided to take a study break from finals?
"YES, we sure did!" He smiled fondly remembering that night.
"Yeah NOW I remember, you got so drunk you tried to strip and hit your head on that low hanging branch, right about.. there!" Mercy pointed and was now laughing at the hilarious memory as she opened her door.
Sam winced at that, as he too exited the car moving over to the passenger side to join her.
"Yeah, I damn near knocked myself sober." He was laughing along with her remembering how he did a body roll a little too hard and smacked the back of his head into the offending branch.
"HA, you sure did, I remember you sat down quick, or fell down rather. Wait wait wait.. What was it you said?" Mercy allowed Sam to assist her out of the car and lead her to the cabin as she chuckled remembering that night.
"White Chocolate down!" They said in unisons and both fell into a fit of laughter.
"I don't know what you called yourself doing but that was not the move." Mercy laughed harder hitting Sam's arm playfully as they drew closer to the cottage.
"Hey, I don't know what you are talking about, you sure weren't complaining about those moves an hour ago, were you." Sam slowed his pace, moved behind her wrapping his arm around her waist, drawing her close to him.
He moved her hair to the side and kissed her neck, as he heard her release a shaky breath and a low moan. " That's what I thought." he all but whispered seductively in her ear.
"Now, I have a surprise for you, close your eyes and just listen to my voice I will guide you thru."
He instructed her as he moved forward guiding her with him.
"Sam, what are you doing, you know I don't like surprises." Mercy kept trying to open her eyes but Sam had his free hand obstructing her view.
"It's ok baby, I got you, just keep walking towards the door, it will all be revealed in a moment." gently kissing the spot behind her ear, he tried to ease her worries as they inched closer to the mahogany door.
She could hear him turn the handle and felt him gently give her reassuring kisses that caused her heart to flutter every time.
Everything was still dark but his hand no longer in front of her eyes. Sam was still close, she could feel him, smell him, but he sounded so far away.
Like he was whispering to her. "Mercy?"
Reality in Sam's Room
"Mercy?" Sam was really starting to worry, he had called out to her 3 times and she was not responding.
He was now sitting beside her, caressing her face attempting to gently wake her. Something wasn't right, she had beads of sweat on her forehead and she felt a little clammy.
Sam moved to retrieve his cell phone to call someone for help when he heard the most beautiful sound he had ever heard in his life.
"Sam?" it wasn't really a whisper, it was more of a blissful sigh, and he wasn't sure but it looked like she was smiling.
"Mercy, sweetheart? Are you alright?" Sam sat down next to her gently caressing her hand letting her know he was there.
Her eyes started to slowly flutter open as she blinked a few times, closing them again to block out the bright lights.
"Sam? What happened? I thought you were taking me to my surprise." Mercy wined a little, sitting up slowly in a bit of a haze.
She was attempting to stand but did not have her bearings, Sam caught her just in time and set her back down.
"Whoa darlin', don't think you are quite ready for much of anything right now." He said looking at her with concern, feeling her cheek for any signs of fever.
Mercy finally got enough courage to brave the light and open her eyes, only to get a look around and realize that they were not at the cottage. Then she ventured out further and looked directly at Sam who was less than dressed.
"What happened?" She managed to croak out still a bit unsure of what was real and what was a dream.
"Why am I, hold up, where am I? What is going on.? Mercy was leaning forward with her index fingers massaging her temples with her eyes closed attempting to make sense of anything.
"I was going to ask you the same thing. I came to my room to change, was in the closet heard a noise, went to check it out and low and behold if Miss Sleeping Beauty didn't magically appear in my sunroom." Sam semi-joked to lighten the mood.
"I don't understand. The last thing I remember, I was in a car headed somewhere. I can't remember much after that but I DO remember being in a car." Mercy was utterly confused and her head was killing her. She leaned back on the couch and started fanning herself a little.
"Here hold on, let me get you some water." Sam went over to his mini fridge, retrieved a bottle of water and gently passed it to her.
"Thank you, ummm you ummm want to put on some clothes or something?" She mentioned as she graciously accepted the water opening it, motioning towards his partially dressed state.
"Oh, yeah.. Right. Sorry..Wait right here I will be right back." Sam bashfully moved to his closet to cover himself properly.
"So, Mercy, you don't remember anything at all. Did you drive, or were you picked up?" Sam questioned as he quickly put on some clean slacks.
"I am still a little hazy about all of that, I..." She stopped mid sentence as flashes of her standing in front of her mirror battling her demons appeared in her mind. Her breathing became a bit labored as she bits and pieces come back to her. She immediately looked down at her now bare wrist.
"My bracelet." She whispered looking all around her, got up looking under the couch and in the cushions.
"You what?... Merce?" Sam was waiting on her to finish her sentence as he fastened the last button on his shirt. He walked out of the closet only to be graced with the delectable view of Mercy's magnificent ass bent over on his floor.
"Damn..." he muttered biting his lip moving closer towards her unknowingly, like a moth to a flame.
"Hey, Sam? I remembered I had on a Ruby and Gold bracelet, did you happen to see it anywhere?" Mercy questioned as she crawled over to the next section of the couch fully unaware he was lurking behind her.
Sam was now on all fours crawling towards her like a Lion stalking its prey. Screw the dinner party, screw any inhibitions. He was given a gift, not to mention he had possibly consumed more than half a bottle of champagne. He was going to make his move. Let his feelings be known once and for all.
Was it a dumb plan? Possibly. Will she slap the sobriety into him? Probably? Do he care at this moment with her ass in the air taunting him like a delicious juicy ripe apple waiting for a bite. NOPE.
"Sam? Did you hear meee.. ahhhhh! WHAT THE HELL?!" Mercy yelped. She felt many things running thru her instantly. Shock, Confusion, Anger but most of all Excitement all at the same time.
She slowly turned to look over her shoulder only to find a sheepish looking Sam strait busted with his eyes wide in shock and his teeth still connected to the left butt cheek.
He finally had the decency to look ashamed as he backed away slowly, growing three shades redder than her dress.
"I'm. uhh, I didn't mean, I.. it was just.. Mercy, I am soo sorry... you look AMAZING by the way.." Sam was stuttering and backing away slowly, unsure at this point what would happen to him.
Mercy was looking at him with a blank unreadable look on her face. With this faint glint in her eyes, he wasn't sure but if he wasn't mistaken, he would have sworn she was slightly aroused.
" Sam...? Did you really, seriously, just bite my ass?" She asked in an eerily calm, low voice, as she closed her eyes to get clarification. Her lips drawn inward in anticipation of his response.
"Umm.. Well, I didn't mean.. I mean.. It was looking so..mmm, I just..(sigh) yeah..." He admitted with his head down in shame as he sat on the floor with his back up against the couch.
Holding his puckered lips between his two pointer fingers with one eye tightly closed, peeping cautiously out of the other one at her anticipating the fire and brimstone that will hail upon him.
"Sowry" he mummered from his trapped lips.
Mercy regarded him for a moment, turned to sit down on the floor with him and lightly chuckled at him looking like a child that was about to be grounded for not cleaning his room.
"Honestly Sam? I am not even mad about it, you have copped a feel more times than I can count. I am just surprised you had the balls to do it." She chuckled, with the way she was remembering things having the sexy ass man she secretly loved bite her ass wasn't the worst thing to happen this evening.
"Soooo.. we are ok? You aren't going to go all Diva Jones on me?" He asked cautiously as he slowly eased closer next to her.
"Yeah Sam, with everything that is going on I am sure that is the least of my worries. We are kool. Besides, (sigh) to be honest I...
(Ring Ring, Ring Ring) "oh shoot..(Looks down at his watch) CRAP! hold that thought." Sam scrambled getting up to look for his phone. (Ring Ring, Ring Ring)
(Ring Ring, Ring Ring) "Hello?"
"Sam!? What the hell?! Where are you? Mom is fuming you weren't here at the start of dinner. You better have a GREAT reason as to why you are not down here."
Sam got to it in time to hear his sister fussing about him not being at his place at dinner.
"Hey...yeah sooo { he looks over at a confused looking Mercy pulling herself up from the floor} "Q, I REALLY need you to do me a HUGE favor and extend my apologies for my absence but something came up I have to take care of." Sam requested fully prepared to pay the price for asking this of his conniving twin.
"What the Hell Sam, you have GOT to be kidding me?! What can be so important {Quin did a quick assessment of the dining room, noticing Matt with a weird look on his face and a empty chair beside him, Santana with a inquisitive scowl on her face across from him checking her phone.} Let me guess, Mercy?" She inquired knowingly.
"(Sigh) If you MUST know, she is not feeling well, I am going to take escort her home. I found her resting in my sunroom. I think she must have gotten turned around intending to go to yours or a guest room." He attempted to explain without divulging too much.
"Humm, something hinky is going on..I don't know what, but I sense something is up. I will cover for you both, just get her home safely and keep me posted. I will keep an eye on things here. BUT you DEFINITELY owe me, big little bro." She reminded him before she ended the call.
"OK, so Merce, I have gotten us off the hook for this evenings dinner, now we can get you squared away." Sam said turning back around only to find Mercy biting her lip pacing talking to herself.
"I know I got in a car, but who was I with, was it Matt, Santana? Did Sugar get me a car? If I can just remember?" She was muttering racking her brain trying to remember anything leading up to
"Merce, did you hear me? We don't have to attend the dinner, you can either stay here or I can take you back to your place, that is up to you?" He finally got her attention when he gently grabbed her elbow stopping her musings.
"Oh, ok GREAT! Could you take me home please? Maybe that will jog my memory." She requested with determination to figure things out.
She looked deep into his eyes, they were filled with so much concern, hint of fear, and something else, something that she saw that last day on set. That same look he had when his character Troy confessed his love to her character Alicia. Only this time it was not acting, there were not scripts, no direction given.
She was brought back to reality when his lips started moving and his hand gently caressed her cheek. Before she could catch herself she was leaning into it welcoming the contact.
"Huh? I'm sorry what did you say?" Mercy asked breathlessly and a little embarrassed to be caught in a daze.
"I said are you ready to go beautiful?" Sam repeated in a low sensual timbre with a knowing smirk.
"(Hard swallow, small whimper) "uh huh." She could barely contain the shudder that went down her spine at the way he asked a simple question in addition to the way he was looking at her.
"(Low chuckle) Let's go solve the mystery." Sam grabbed her hand in one and his phone in the other and they headed out of his room, down the hallway to the back stairwell.
On their way down the stairs Mercy noticed a semi tall gentleman in nice tailored suit with dark brown hair walking towards the dining room. He glanced back at her just as she was hitting the last step and a flash of memory hit her causing her to pause.
"Mercy, are you alright?" Sam pulled her to him crouching to get a better look at her face.
"That man, him over there, who is that?" she whispered discreetly pointing in the direction of the dining room.
"Who, him? That's Brittany's boyfriend Sebastian, but we all call him Seb." He replied looking off in that direction, pulling her along before someone else spotted them and raise questions.
Mercy didn't say anything but she remembered him talking to someone telling her something, it was all fuzzy. But she knew he was a key to solving her missing memories. She would just have to keep that to herself until she could figure out the rest.
She mustered up a small smile and reassured Sam she was alright squeezing his hand tighter as he ushered her thru the back as discretely as possible.
Little did they know their plan to not be seen had failed epically. More than one set of eyes had noticed the two walking hand in hand secretly sneaking out of the dinner together.
"Humm, missing the 1st course was totally worth it…"