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Chapter 8: They Did What? By Yinx
"Mercedes what the mess; why didn't you tell me that you had the baby" Kurt said as he opened the door to his and Blaine townhouse in Brooklyn.
Mercedes and Simeon stood on the stoop four months later. She was in town for New York fashion week. Sam would be in later that night after he did one of his endorsement ads since the season was about to begin again.
"Let me have him" Kurt squealed taking Simeon and leading his mother in.
"Kurt this place is amazing" Mercedes said looking around the modern decor.
"Thank you but this is all Blaine I just helped decorate. Omg Mercedes you and Sam genes did Simeon well he is gorgeous. What color are his eyes"? He sat down in a beautiful clean lined family room.
"Not sure they change on his certificate says they are hazel" she shrugged.
"They are pretty you know I'm a sucker for a beautiful pair of eyes" he smiled as he gently bouncing him on his knee.
"Where's Blaine by the way"?
"School he's been working hard on his masters."
"That's great! How are you and Rachel doing; your play had a long run."
"I'm fine I miss my best friend though." He looked sadly at her. "I'm now auditioning for two plays now and trying to get my Pippa Middleton musical on an off Broadway stage; Rachel is great as always she got back together with Jesse."
"Really now that's interesting I guess going back to something familiar is the thing to do now" Mercedes smirked. "Anyways, I'll be the first in line for tickets."
"You had better, girlfriend" Kurt sassed. "Okay Mercedes we need talk wedding." Mercedes smiled faltered. "When can I start planning; I'm thinking early spring."
"Sam and I are happy were we are right now, Kurt, but if we decide to go through with the wedding you'll be the first to know." Mercedes smiled sadly.
Kurt raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything as Simeon spit up a bit. He handed him back to his mother and pointed out the guest room she a Sam would stay in.
Kurt changed clothes and dialed his phone.
"What's up Lady Trousers"
"What's going on with Mercedes and Sam? What does she mean go through, there is no going through they've already been through they have a child."
"It's very complicated Kurt" Santana sighed.
"Well tell me what you know."
"I can't I'm under contract by both of them. But I'll say this they are still very much in love with each other and their happy where things are right now."
"You don't sound sure besides no one can possibly be happy like that, Santana; he put a ring on it but no wedding bells then what's the point. Plus I want to give them a fabu wedding."
"I'm sure you still be able to. Look Kurt I'm very busy so I'm going to let you go. I'm sure if Mercedes wanted to tell you she would." Santana hung up.
"Fine" Mercedes wasn't happy that he knew for sure.
Mercedes woke to Simeon cooing; Sam was making him laugh as Simeon used his hands to pull at his father's hair.
"How was the shoot" Mercedes asked stretching.
"It went well are you coming to the one for GQ" he asked turning to look at her as Simeon began chew on his hair.
Mercedes nodded smiling as she gently loosened Simeon grip on his father's hair.
Sam smiled and kissed her when there was a knock on the door. Sam groaned and pick up Simeon to go to the bathroom to change him as the door opened and Santana, Kurt, and Blaine came in.
"Mercedes" Blaine said giving her a hug and sitting on the bed followed by Kurt.
Santana gave her a smile and handed her an update checklist.
"How are you Blaine I heard you were working to getting your masters."
"Good and it's been tough but it's going to be so worth it when I get my theater teaching job at Claineville Academy; hey Sam how's it going" he asked as Sam came out of the joined bathroom carrying a freshly changed Simeon.
"Great Blaine" he said sitting in a chair.
Mercedes knew that Sam wanted this time to talk about what had happened. She had avoided him pretty well the past two weeks at home, but being on this trip together he had the perfect opportunity. She turned her attention back to Kurt and Blaine.
Santana moved over to Sam. "Why so glum Grouper."
"It's nothing" he said letting Simeon suck on his finger as he looked at Kurt and Blaine chatting up a storm.
"I see." Santana said following his gaze "Okay Kurt, Blaine get the hell out."
They both turned to look at her with shocked looks on their faces. Mercedes looked confused.
"You heard me the first time move your asses I need this family to be well rested in order to get to their shoot tomorrow Santana clapped her hand as if addressing children.
Kurt opened his mouth.
"I promise that you can have all the time you want later just not right now" she pushed them out the door.
Sam came to sit with Mercedes on the bed.
"Very sneaky of you Sam Evans; Santana doing your dirty work" she smiled at him.
He grinned shyly "It's not fair that they spend more time with you than I do."
"I haven't seen Kurt since I was five months pregnant, Sam" Mercedes kissed him "He misses me, I him."
"I know, Mercedes" he said touching his forehead with hers "I feel like I have to setup an appointment to see you, even at home. Whether it's Santana, Brittany, or F…"
"Baby you know I get busy like this twice a year" she sighed interrupting him and taking a sleeping Simeon to put him in the basinet.
Sam's jaw twitched as he watched her turn on the rocker.
"Sam, don't look at me like you know how it is. Do you see me complain when you're at away games" she said crossing her arms as studied him.
"No, but that's not wha…"
"Then stop complaining" she said straddling him kissing him.
Sam gently gripped her forearms. "Mercedes" he pulled out of her kiss. "You know that's not what I'm talking about."
"Come on baby" she whispered nibbling his earlobe.
"Mercedes" Sam stood her up. "We need to talk."
"Ugh Sam why" she glance around realizing this wasn't her house so walk out the door during this wasn't an option. "Why can't you just leave well enough alone? He kissed me, I didn't kiss him nor did I kiss him back."
Outside the room Santana bit her lip sadly as Kurt came up.
"What's going on" he whispered leaning his ear against the door "Are they fighting" he mouthed.
"You need to leave right now" Santana mouthed back.
"I'm not leaving you leave" he hissed back.
"Kurt this is none of your business"
"Neither is it yours" he whispered harshly back.
She rolled her eyes and placed her ear back on the door.
"Mercedes I know that you didn't kiss Finn on purpose the fact is that you..."
"I what, Sam" she crossed her arms and gave him her don't say something stupid look.
"You lingered"
Mercedes shook her head tears starting to form in her eyes. "Sam I was as shocked as you were when he kissed me, but it doesn't mean I enjoyed it."
"You better hadn't"
She chuckled through her tears she felt him thumb them away. "Nobody but me kisses these lips Mercedes" Sam said lifting her head and kissed her deeply. He broke the kiss reluctantly. "Maybe it's time to step away from the past, Mercedes."
"Meaning what"
"Meaning after this trip we only have contact with those closest to us; Kurt, Santana, Blaine, Tina, Mike, Brittany."
"But Finn" Mercedes began as she saw his eyes flash red "is your best friend."
"Some best friend kissing my wife." Sam turned and started unpacking their suitcases
"I'm..."
"You're good as hell is Mercedes and he knew that." Sam shook trying to control his anger. "Listen he knew you longer than I did yet he doesn't make a move on you. You and Finn had a relationship when we were broken up." Sam swallowed hard "Don't get me started on that. Now he thinks he can just come and kiss my woman. It's like Quinn all over again."
Mercedes hugged him. "It's not like Quinn" she said looking up at him "and do you know why."
"Why" he pouted.
"Because I'myour woman, Sam Evans; you are the only man I've been with or want to be with" she kissed his chin.
Finn and Mercedes dated Kurt and Santana mouth to each other.
Sam smiled sheepishly down at her "I better be."
'You are, baby" she said.
"Good" he said kissing her.
Sam and Mercedes with Simeon arrived at his photo shoot early the next morning. Sam was glad she was with him this time he never liked these things, being dolled up and having different models on him made him want to run from the room screaming. Mercedes had said this would be good for Simeon's college fund and any future kids they would have. He smiled big thinking of their future children, but the loft elevator stopped and opened and now it was time to face the nightmare of four in the morning photo shoots.
"Samuel Evans" said a short middle age man with bowel hair cut pranced over to them and shook his hand "I'm Gage and I will be taking the pictures and directing the shoot"
"Hi, um this is Mer…"
"Oh My God, you're Cede J" Gaga squealed as he shook Mercedes hand "I love your line. It is so inspiring. Any chance you are going to do a men's line"?
Mercedes smiled "Actually I'll be showing a sneak peak at my show next week."
Gage clicked his heels together "I can't wait…um, how are you here with…"
"She's my fiancé" Sam stepped in.
"Can this day get any better, menswear, a fiancé, and a baby"? Gage swatted down to look into the car seat Sam was carrying.
"Our son, Simeon" Mercedes said checking to see if he was still asleep.
"Okay, whole new theme, Cede J would you like to be in the shoot" he asked with pleading eyes.
"I'm just here to support, Sam" Mercedes said kindly glancing at Sam.
"I would like that" Sam winked at her.
"Okay fine" she smiled rolling her eyes.
The photo shoot went well. Mercedes was posing for the last shot with a now awake Simeon when she spotted Sam on his cell and wondered what was going on. As they walked out of the elevator on the ground floor she saw Santana waiting on them.
"What are you doing here" Mercedes asked her.
"I'm here for Simeon to have some one on one time with his gncles" she said taking the car seat with Simeon in it and his diaper bag.
Mercedes looked from her to Sam confused.
"Say bye mommy, enjoy your date with daddy" Santana made Simeon waved as she went out the door.
"Date" Mercedes asked looking up at Sam questionably.
He just grinned "You'll see, soon Yawne" as he escorted her out of loft into the busy New York streets.