Ok, here is chapter 9, more reveals, details and twist to come. Hope you all enjoy.

Noah was enjoying his meal when Quin returned to the dinning room with some cock-n-bull story about Mercy and Sam being called away on business, something about a public appearance that Sugar forgot to add to Mercy's calendar, Mercy requested that Sam escort her to get more buzz for the Season Finale. Of course Artie was all for it, others just graciously accepted it and continued eating.

Noah immediately excused himself saying that Sam had sent him a text requesting for security detail. In all honestly it was odd that he actually hadn't heard a peep from Sam in a while. There were red flags going up all over the place and he had a bad feeling about it.

{U must have dipped out B4 I got 2 C U. Sneaking off with Trouty, WANKY I ain't mad at you lol! keep me posted. Luv U XOXO~ Satan}

"It's not like Nella to not notify the people she arrived with when she leaves, especially if it is for image sake. Something must have happened between her and Matt." Santana was thinking to herself as she studied his behavior across the table.

{Beiste, eyes on trackers & surveillance. Diva is MIA ~SL}

Santana Lopez- Jones AKA Lt Low : to the ordinary person, anyone outside of The Agency and the public eye, she was a Image consultant, and a damn good one. But her true occupation cannot be revealed for the good of the Nation.

Imagine her surprise when she was called in to head a pod to gather intel that would aid in the take down of Mizuchi, the #1 supplier of Yokai, a super charged Cocaine blend that has the lasting effects of Ecstasy with the smooth mellow after burn of cannabis. it has been known to cause hallucinations, seizures, memory loss, and even sever neurological damage.

After the briefing Santana had a bad feeling about the whole operation as soon as she found out her brother and sister were involved too closely. She immediately requested eyes, ears and protection for her family. She couldn't do much for Mikah, as he was in too deep on the financial aspect of the operation. Santana thought maybe she could get him to see reason before it was all said and done, so he could be offered witness protection for turning over any info he may have. Mercy on the other hand was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Santana also had a sneaking suspicion her Sister was using again, she was one of few people that knew of her dark secret and was instrumental in helping get clean, or so she thought. This time she suspected she may be in over her head and was experimenting with Yokai. She has to put an stop to this and fast without blowing her cover.

{Were there eyes on Diva en-route & at the party? I want a report asap.~ SL}

Remaining neutral was easier said than done as she was currently sitting across from the bastard that was in the center of her families issues. Santana was certain the guilty looking son of a bitch had done something to her sister but she had to bide her time. He would get what's coming to him one way or another.

{Diva was fine when they arrived, She was last seen leaving with Evans-SS}

Sebastian shot a text back as he whispered in Brittany's ear. He would forgo reporting the incident in the limo at all cost until it was entirely necessary. already looked like she was going to stab Rutherford with her steak knife at any moment.

Besides, he saw Mercy with his own eyes leaving with Sam. It was now up to Shannon Beiste to keep tabs on her.

The retrieval was successful so he would enjoy the rest of his evening with his girl. Even though he had a uneasy feeling something was off, like he was missing something. Just to ease his mind he shot off a quick text to David.

{Has the package been secured? ~SS}

Mean while across town 3 miles out from the rendezvous point

Sirens could be heard approaching in the far distance, there was smoke billowing from the over turned vehicle. Several yards from the crash site lay a bloody banged up partially coherent David. He could hear a car stop, the driver exit and walk to the wreckage. He heard the distinct clicking of a .45, and the driver approaching his location. Thinking quickly, David managed to roll out of the line of sight into the brush the best he could without calling too much attention to himself.

He was successful in allowing the darkness to shadow him, he avoided the flashlight that was shone over in his general vicinity. David lucked out when their phone rang and they started walking back towards the wreckage. He did manged to get a good look at them when they bent over in the head lights to pick up something off of the road.

"Yeah boss, we got him before he got too far. I even got the bracelet back. Yeah.. Yeah.. ok. No, it's burning, I don't see any trace of it or him. (Turns back and starts walking back to their car) Yeah, got it.. alright I am headed.." (Door shuts) David watches as they drive away from the scene.

"Shit, Shit, Shit.. " David scrambled to locate his encrypted phone.

{Negative, agent down, mission compromised. Kitty Wilde is NOT a friendly- DK}

Mercy's Condo

Sam pulled the car into her driveway, got out quickly and went over to open her door. The ride there had been fairly quiet as Mercy was in deep thought, but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence.

He was just glad she seemed to be alright. "Here you go M'Lady." Sam offered his had to help her exit the truck.

"You know you don't have to do that Sam, I got it." She chuckled but obliged him anyway.

"Now Mercy, what kind of escort would I be if I was anything but the proper gentleman. You know how I roll." he winked at her as they approached her front door.

Mercy was having a strange feeling of Deja Vu, she raised her hand to put the key in the door, but hesitated. Sam gently placed his hand on her lower back for reassurance. She immediately had a flash of him holding her from behind kissing her spot behind her ear, guiding her thru a door.

The keys fell from her hand as she froze from the vision. Her chest was heaving and her legs felt weak.

"What the hell was THAT" she whispered as her eyes went wide with shock when she came back to reality.

Sam instantly became worried when she seemingly begin to have a panic attack and dropped her keys. "Mercy, what's wrong, are you alright? Maybe this wasn't a good idea."

He bent down and picked up her keys and turned her around to check if was alright only to see that same gleam in her eye. That one of shock and what he was sure he had mistaken to be arousal.

"Umm... ok. sooo you want me to open the door?" Sam questioned totally confused as to what is going on with her.

"No, (throat clearing) no, nope I got it, sorry. Just remembered I.. ummm. left in a hurry so the place is a mess.. yeah that's all. " Mercy smiled sweetly trying to think of something quick other than the truth, that when he touched her, she saw as well as felt a vision of him knowing the right buttons to push to release her sexual beast.

She finally managed to get the door open and immediately turned on her living room light. "Here we are, make yourself at home." she said ushering him in as she closed and locked the door.

(Bark Bark, Bark Bark) "Whoa, hey Chewie!" Sam bent down and played with the happy dog that ran to greet them.

"You know, I don't think I have ever been here since you moved to the Hills." Sam mentioned looking around at her decor.

"Really?, I could have sworn you came to my BBQ a few months ago. You want anything to drink? I can get you something to eat since we are missing dinner." She offered, removing her heels walking leading him to the kitchen.

"I don't think I was in LA then, (rubbing the dogs ears) I would love something to eat if its not too much trouble. Show me where things are and I will take care of the rest. You go get comfortable." Sam stood up looking for the wash room to wash his hand.

"That's right, you were.. No Sam, you are a guest, It is my fault we are missing dinner I got this. You go sit down and take Chewie with you." She shooed him out of the kitchen after she handed him a beer from the fridge.

"Ok, Ok I'm going, you don't have to tell me twice. Come on Chewie." Sam went back into the living room taking a sip of his beer.

"The remote should be on the table, let me just go and get a out of this dress and I will whip us up something." She said as she passed him on the way up her stairs.

"Sounds good to me, right Chewie? Let's see whats on TV."

Sam begin flipping thru the channels when his phone buzzed.

{Dude WTF, you could have told me you were leaving. Its not safe, where are you I am coming to you~ Noy}

{Hey, relax, I am with Mercy and her guard dog Chewie lol, we are fine all safe still in The Hills at her fortress they call a Condo compound. Its all good. ~Sam}

{Not all good Sam, you have to communicate. I will be there in 20, do you need anything?~Noy}

{I appreciate you looking out for me but we are good. IF you must come and stand gaurd, locate and bring the 1977 Caves Messias Quinta Do Cachao, and my grey gym bag. The wine is in the bottom right of the cellar back row in the vintage section. my grey bag should be in the garage packed and ready to go. Thanks guy! ~Sam}

{I meant like a tooth brush and condoms, not a scavenger hunt for vintage wine, damn. Alright I will get them and be there in 30 ~Noy}

Sam was laughing to himself when he heard Mercy heading down the stairs. She looked to be in a daze or deep in thought.

"Everything alright Merce?" Sam inquired getting up, following her into the kitchen

"Yeah, it's fine, I just got a text from San, I didn't know she was at the party. I am sure she is probably worried. I usually don't just leave like that Sam." She looked over at him debating if she should tell her Sister the truth or not.

" I get it, but I had Quin relay a message for the both of us. Lets not give her reason worry until we get you sorted out. We will figure this out together." He moved closer to her

"OH! Noy is bringing a change of clothes for me, hope that wasn't too presumptuous?" Sam asked hoping it was alright to take the liberty and invite himself over for the night.

Mercy made her way into the cabinets and started removing the required ingredients from the pantry and refrigerator.

" Right, you are right, of course you and Noy are more than welcome here. You know, I actually would feel allot better if you stayed." She confessed grateful that she wouldn't have to connect the missing pieces of her life together alone.

Sam was memorized by the sincerity and gratefulness that shown in her warm brown eyes. The faint shy smile that danced upon the crook of her lips. The way her hair was up in a messy bun off of her neck that was skillfully displayed in the over sized off the shoulder workout shirt over the leggins she adorned. She looked like she like a 80's video vixen.

He gave her a warm lopsided smile, as he moved closer to gently brush the stray hair behind her ear. He watched her lick her lips and his mind went numb again. Sam slowly transitioned his hand to the nape of her neck as he slowly drew her to him.

Mercy was caught in a trans, those eyes, that same look as before. Those cherry lips that were beckoning her, taunting her to taste them. "Sam..." she whispered.. their noses touched.

{Buzz buzz, Buzz}

{Buzz Buzz}

They both heard their phones going off almost simultaneously but could not break the trans, that years of built up sexual tension and emotional barriers had created. Not even a barking chewie could ruin their moment.

Sam brought his arm around her waist as Mercy draped her arms around his neck, their lips barely touched but it was enough to ignite a flame so intense it could consume the sun.

It was as if they both had been so lost and alone in the dark abyss drowning in a sea of denial. They were now able to breathe the fresh air of acceptance and live in the moment.

Unfortunately for them also in that moment, the public facades they built to protect others had taken a hit.

{NEWS ALERT} TV's most beloved duo were caught hand in hand ditching their dates at the Evans Estate Dinner. Does this mean America's sweethearts, Tam and our Dynamic power couple, M&M are thru? From my point of view the SimplEXity stars look to be making a love connection on and off screen. See the photos and first hand account by our very own Rachel Berry, Details at 11.