A/N: chapter 2. Enjoy, I hope you all get where I'm going with this. If not let me know. Thanks to all whom like it

Sam got home early so he could babysit his brother and sister. His father and mother were having a late night at their perspective jobs. His mom waited until he got there and then she ran out of the door. Stacy and Stevie were watching the television, they were so focused they didn't notice him at all. He sat back and watched it with them until it got pretty late. "Ok guys... Time for bed!" Sam said. They pouted for little bit then did as he asked. They got into their PJ's and lay down next to each other while Sam watched. He pulled the comforter over them and smiled.

"Night guys." he said.

"Why aren't you going to sleep?" Stacy asked.

"Because I'm not sleepy."

"Well neither are we! How come you get to stay up late we don't?" Stevie shouted.

"Because I'm more grown up than you... Now go to bed." he told both of them.

"Sam... Can I ask you something?" Stacy sat up and looked at him with wondering eyes.

"Ok one more question. Then it's bed time! Deal?" Stacy shook her head.

"What happened to Quinn?" Sam gave them both a wary look. "Why?"

"She used to help babysit us and now... It's like she vanished! What happened to her?"

"Well, Quinn's got other things to do... I'm sure she'll see you guys again real soon... Now bed time!"

"Is she your girlfriend?" Stevie asked.

"We made a deal! Only one question remember?"

Stacy and Stevie gave each other a knowing look. He basically answered their question for them. They giggled and closed their eyes. Sam stayed up to make sure that they were sleeping. Then he went over to the couch and started to flip the channels. Nothing was on except for a couple of movies. Sam flipped through Iron Man 2, The Notebook, and other bull crap. He decided to turn off the TV and go to sleep. He got down on his knees and prayed his nightly prayer to god, and then he laid down and closed his eyes, hoping to not have any silly dreams tonight.

Sam rubbed his eyes and cracked his neck trying to wake himself up. He looked down at the White sheets and automatically knew he was dreaming once again. He turned his head to see someone lying next to him. It was a beautiful blonde woman with a slim figure wearing absolutely nothing under his sheets. Sam smiled; he was starting to like this dream. He turned her over and she woke up.

"Hey..." she said.

"Hey back... He replied. Sam looked at her face... She seemed familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He was sure he seen her before.

"I am starving! Can we eat something?" she got up off the bed and walked over to the mirror. Sam's morning wood got harder as he admired her naked body.

She went into the bathroom and Sam got up. He went over to the mirror and looked himself over. His hair was shorter and he was built better than he ever was in high school. Sam smiled wide as he admired himself. "Now this is a great dream!" Sam mumbled. No more dreaming about Mercedes. He had a smoking hot wife who was currently showering in what looked like his apartment. Suddenly Sam's phone started ringing. He ran over to the bed to find it, he looked over the I-Phone to see who was calling. The title said "WIFE". Sam looked to the bathroom, and then looked at the phone again before picking it up.

"Hello?" Sam said.

"Hey baby, I just got home..." she said.

"Umm yeah..." Sam was totally confused. He now knew that this dream wasn't all he hoped it was.

"I know I said I wasn't getting in till tomorrow, but I thought I'd come home early and surprise you... But it seems like you're not here, where are you?"

"Wait is this... Mercedes?" Sam asked. He threw his head back into the pillow. The dream was about her.

"Yes, unless you have another woman in your phone under Wife." Mercedes said.
Sam's lady lover came out of the bathroom with her hair wet and wrapped up in a towel. She blew a kiss over to him and began to dress herself.

"Hey... Can I call you back...? I'll... I will be home soon." he said to her.

"Ok... I love you." Mercedes said.

"Yeah... uh me too." Sam hung up the phone and his lady lover climb on the bed, crawling up him.

"Was that your wife?" she asked.

"Umm yeah... I guess it was." Sam admitted.

"Ugh! When are you going to be rid of her?"

"What?"

"You promised me that you were going to divorce her and marry me. I'm tired of sneaking around Sam! You need to make a choice... Me or Mercedes?"

Sam woke up before he could answer. He got up and went into the shower. The dream he had was even more confusing than the one from the night before. Oddly they both seemed connected somehow. Sam finally figured out that the blonde woman looked like the same one from the picture in his first dream. And in this one Mercedes was still his wife. Sam got dressed and headed for school. He figured he should tell someone about the dreams he been having. His father always told him that if he has a burden it was always good to share it with someone who cared. The who that someone was however- Sam didn't know.

In English class Sam sat next to Puck. Puck was sitting there carving a penis into the wooden desk. Sam shook his head.

"Hey man... Check it!" Puck nudged Sam to look.

"Dude you're defacing a desk... What do I need to see?" Puck removed his hand and showed Sam the carving.

"I wanted it to resemble the real thing." Puck smiled wide.

"Are you serious? That's gross." Sam admitted in a nasty monotone

"Jeez... What crawled up your culo today?" Puck asked.
Sam slouched back and sighed.

"I've sort of been having these dreams... And I don't know what they mean or why."

"What kind of dreams? Like sexual? Because I don't see the problem there."

"No! Not sexual. Well... If it was it would be pg13. It's more drama then anything and it's confusing the hell out of me."

"Okay... now you're gonna need to elaborate who are the dreams about?"

Sam looked into Puck's inquiring eyes. He could tell that puck really wanted to know who it was. Sam struggled inside to tell him he's been having recurring dreams about the black girl from Glee club. So instead he said "You know what? Never mind." Puck asked him if he was sure and he nodded. The bell rung and Sam and Puck walked into the hallway together.

"Hey... You not going to glee club today?" Sam asked Puck who was going in the other direction.

"Yeah, I'll meet you there, I'm gonna go see if Lauren wants anything to drink before I go." Puck ran into the other direction leaving Sam to go into Glee club by himself. Thankfully he walked into class and no one was there besides Rachel, Finn, and Quinn. Sam sat down away from all of them.

"Hi Sam..." Quinn waved to him. Sam turned around and waved back in a very awkward and confused kind of way. After that everyone started brushing into the room and sitting all over the place. The only one Sam seemed to notice was Mercedes. She usually wears leggings and colorful clothing, but today she was wearing a pretty flowery dress, that actually fit her perfectly. It hugged every inch her curves and showed her assets nicely. Sam couldn't believe he was actually watching her walk into the classroom. He couldn't believe she didn't even look at him once. He couldn't believe he actually cared if she looked at him or not. They sat down and then Mr. Shue started talking.

"Ok guys... Nationals are fastly approaching and I had an idea. I know everyone wants solos and I also know everyone can't have them. So I thought that I would pair you guys together- two to a team and see who will be singing together at nationals."

"Boo! Been there, done that." Kurt exclaimed.

"Kurt I thought you would be happy... If you pick the right person you two will be headlining nationals." Mr. Shue said.
Kurt rolled his eyes. Brittany and Santana laughed.

"Well I guess it's obvious I'm picking Finn. We maybe on a rocky road currently, but I for one think that if we have any chance at winning it has to be me and him." Rachel interjected.

"No Rachel! You can't choose Finn. I need you guys to loosen up. Try and do a duet with someone you wouldn't think you would sound good with. Think outside the box!"
Rachel raised her finger to say something but Artie silenced her.

"Ok guys... You can go. But I want to know who your partners are gonna be by Monday!" everyone started getting up. Sam sat back and looked at Mercedes. She was rifling through sheet music and some of it fell. She bent over and for the second time Sam got a good look at her ass. It was big, but round... Supple. Sam found himself trying to get a better view; he then fell over in his chair.

Mercedes turned around and saw Sam on the floor. She went over to him and extended her hand out.

"You alright?" she asked him. He grabbed her hand and picked himself up.

"Yeah, No big deal I just fell over, I'm kind of clumsy like that." she looked up at him and he smiled while she wiped dust off of his shirt.

"Thanks for helping me." Sam said to her. Mercedes smiled and said "you're welcome. Just avoid tipping your chair next time." she walked down the small step and exited the classroom. Sam decided to follow her.

"You know we always seem to be the last ones left in the choir room." Sam said running up next to her.

"Yeah, I guess so..." Mercedes replied. She felt awkward. Sam never really spoken to her out of the choir room or the auditorium. She wondered what his problem was.

"So do you know who you're doing the duet with?" Sam's word vomit came quickly out of his mouth. He didn't even know why he asked. Did a part of him want to see if she would do it with him?

"Well... I've got options. My first choice will always be Kurt. But since Mr. Shue told us to think out of the box I was thinking Artie."

"Artie? You two do duets all the time!" Sam found himself raising his voice at her. Mercedes stopped walking and turned towards him with a confused look.

"Are you ok Sam? You kinda just yelled at me, and the only person I tolerate yelling at me is my dad... For singing too loud in my room."

"Uhh... Yeah I guess I'm just upset. Everyone is pairing off quickly and I'm gonna be left singing alone. And I got some pipes. I know! But I'm not Kurt. I can't pull off a duet by myself. Actually can you technically call it a duet if you do it alone?" Mercedes started laughing at his silliness. For some reason every time she smiled it made Sam smile.

"Did I say something funny?" he asked.

"No... But you're cute when you're frustrated and confused." Mercedes smiled at him and Sam's face lit up. He was blushing, not many guys get compliments on daily basis from girls. But there was something about her that made it special. Mercedes saw his face and thought she was embarrassing him. She decided to backtrack.

"I mean... You just... I gotta go." Mercedes practically ran down the stairs. Sam followed her all the way down and out of the building; she was at her car, fidgeting with her keys. Sam was gonna go over to talk to her but Quinn stopped him in his tracks.

"Hey Sam." she said.

"Quinn... Now is not a good time." Sam watched as Mercedes got into her car and drove away. He sighed and decided to focus on Quinn.

"Listen... You know that me and Finn are no longer together, and I was hoping that..." Sam stopped her.

"Quinn I really appreciate you helping me in my time of need, and you are beautiful... But I'm kinda over the idea of me and you ever being a couple."
Quinn gave him a stern face and then giggled lightly.

"Sam thanks for the info- but I was hoping we did a duet together. You know like we did before?"

"I don't know if that's such a good idea. The last time we did a duet we started dating then you cheated on me."

"Don't worry. This one is harmless. If you recall we won sectionals together. Why not take nationals too?" Sam saw her Never-Face-In face. He decided to acquiesce to her wishes.

"Ok...Quinn. I'll do the stupid duet with you. Alright?"

"Perfect." Quinn kissed Sam on the cheek and walked away. Sam sat on the front steps of the school, waiting for his dad to pick him up. After a while his father came around and Sam crept into the car.

"How was school today son?" his father asked.

"Confusing." Sam said. "Very... Confusing."