A/N: it's really hard to pick song for duets when glee had basically done mostly all of the best duets of all time. So a big F U to RIB for that and an even bigger one if they break up samcedes on Tuesday. Oh and I have no idea what color Quinn's eyes are so if I got it wrong tell me. Anyway chapter 3…

On the weekend Sam went to Quinn's house to rehearse. Their friendship still confused him at times and it wasn't just because they once dated. It was more because Sam didn't know how to act around her. Not that there were any lingering feelings between them, it was more like Sam didn't want to feel what he used to feel when he dated her. He seriously once thought he loved Quinn, and he pushed any feelings he had for her far away after she cheated and pushed them even further away after they became friends. He just wanted it to stay that way- friends nothing more. Sam let out a deep breath and knocked on the door and waited for Quinn to open it. As usual she was smiling wide when she saw him, in a flirty yellow and white sundress. She pulled him inside and they sat on the couch together.

"So I've been thinking about song selection. We could try something old and classic so I was thinking Islands in the Stream by Dolly Parton and Kenny Rogers." Sam started fidgeting and looking under his nails. Quinn noticed he wasn't listening so she spoke up "... Or we could try something newer; I was thinking Till We Aint Strangers Anymore by Leann Rimes and Jon Bon Jovi. What do you think?"
She asked him. He gave her a glazed over I'm not really listening look.

"Yeah... They're both really good songs. I'll sing either." Sam replied. He looked downward at his blue chucks and tapped his foot. Quinn looked at him up and down. He wasn't meeting her gaze and it seemed his mind was in another place... "Maybe Narnia or Pandora"Quinn thought to herself. She never really understood Sam's nerdy side, and she would never admit this to him or out loud but it was the nerd part of him that made him even more appealing. Nevertheless Quinn could tell something was on his mind. Something other than singing a silly duet with his pretty blond ex-girlfriend.

"Is there something bothering you Sam?"

"No." Sam outright lied. "Why?"

"You seem distracted. Like your body is here but your mind is off somewhere... Are you thinking about comics or avatar or something?"
Sam sat back and held his hair, running his fingers through the thick locks. He didn't want Quinn to feel like he was ignoring her. But he had a lot on his mind. Well not a lot- more like one constant thing that he couldn't shake. He looked into Quinn's pretty green blue eyes. He couldn't believe he was seriously contemplating on telling Quinn that he's been having dreams about Mercedes. He didn't know much about their friendship other what Quinn had told him but she did mention they were really tight once. And Sam was worried that if he told Quinn, she would tell Mercedes that he was having dreams about her. Dreams where they were married and he was cheating on her. They were confusing and downright annoying at first.
Up until last night where the dream had changed. They weren't fighting, and he wasn't sneaking around with another woman. He was actually with her. Sam picked up a chip and got lost in thinking about it.

Sam woke up in another bed. The white sheets still glowing bright. Sam sweared to everything that was holy if he seen those damn white sheets again he would hurt something. But there they were. All around him. Then there she was... Mercedes.Sam saw her brown skin that glistened against morning sun and her nighty. He immediately knew it was her. As soon as she heard him sit up on the bed she started to stir.

"Hey... Going somewhere?" she asked him.

"I was just going to pee." Sam lied. He had seen all of this before. He watched enough TV shows or movies to know: when stuck somewhere like surreality or a so called "dream" there was always a way out. Like in Nightmare on Elm Street when Freddy Krueger used to come into dreams and attack people and that strange blond girl would bring them out of it. Sam was slipping on her name... "Damnit why do I even care?" Sam said to himself. Sam figured he'd find his own way out while she was still sleeping. But no such luck. Instead Mercedes pulled him back down and drew him closer to her. She laid her head gently on his upper body. Sam's first thought was to fidget and try to get away, but his thoughts settled quickly. He didn't know if it was her fingers drawing light small circles around his naked chest or the intense body heat she was exhuming. Something just felt familiar about it all, like he had done this a thousand times before. Damn- he thought to himself. It felt right. She moved even closer nuzzling her hair into the crook of his neck- "her perfume" Sam thought. It smelled like what he assumed heaven would smell like if he'd ever get a chance to go to it. Her seemingly small hands lingered up and down his chest, practically inviting him to do the same thing to her. But he didn't want to try anything. Yes it was a dream and whatever happens in dreamland stays in dreamland,but Sam was still trying to deny his attraction to Mercedes. Her silky smooth legs ran up his as she smiled up at him. It was genuine and sweet, unlike anything he had seen before.

"I miss days like this..." she started. He finally met her gaze and looked into her brown cores. He never noticed how beautiful her eyes were. "... You know, lazy days where we just lay together without having anything to do." she said to him.

"Yeah, me too." Sam decided to play along. He thought that if he just kept silent she would get suspicious so he tried his best to keep the running commentary. After all what's the worst that could happen?

Mercedes moved away, untangling herself from him, for a second Sam was sad. Was it because she moved away? "I know we've been fighting a lot Sam, but it's just because I miss you. With you always on tour and me working on my third album it's hard to cope with the fact that we don't speak or see each other as much."
Sam smiled at two things: Mercedes just said he's always on tour. Was he some kind singer? He hoped he was. And she said she missed him while he was away. So why was he cheating on her? Sam tried to wrap his head around that.

"You remember how it used to be Sam?" she looked up at him with wondering eyes.

"Uhh... Why don't you remind me" Sam gave himself an invisible pat on the back for covering his tracks nicely.

"Boy! Quit playing- like you don't remember? We were so in love once. Especially after... Well you know." Mercedes looked away and smiled at the memory. Sam turned her face back towards him and wondered what thoughts were behind that beautiful smile of hers.

"Know what?" he said with a hint of laughter.

"After... Oh gosh Sam don't make me say it! Every time I remind you, your head gets so big... Bigger than it already is."

"No... Please, remind me."

Mercedes bit down on her lip and said "After you took my virginity... Sam. All those years ago." Mercedes was a beautiful mocha skinned woman but Sam could've sworn she was blushing after she admitted that. Sam actually did feel a sense of ego and pride- he'd never been somebodies first before. He couldn't believe he actually took her virginity. Mercedes- the strong independent I don't need a man diva. He took her v card. Sam decided he was going to have to give himself two invisible pats on the back and then high-five himself... In public.

"Wow..." Sam said. "It's like I'm learning all of this for the first time."

"Yeah... Right." Mercedes scoffed. "Like you'd ever forget... After that you couldn't keep your hands off of me. I think we had sex every single day until I left." she giggled.

"Well... Was I... Umm... Any good?" he asked shyly. Mercedes smiled at him.

"You're really going to make me do this again Sam? Inflate your ego some more?" Sam started to smile even though he was confused by what she meant by that.

"I'm not sure what you mean." he admitted.

Mercedes smiled and moved up on top of him. She straddled his upper waist and rubbed against him. Sam didn't know what to think. "Sam Evans, you are the bestsex I have ever had, experienced and come across... So how did I do?" she asked him with a wide smile forming on her lips. Sam finally figured out what she meant and he silently admitted to himself that it felt good, and he was officially the man.

"I think you deserve an award for that one Mrs. Jones." he said to her.

"It's Evans, Sam. I'm Mercedes Evans. Remember?"

"Yeah, sorry I'm forgot for a second." he said... "Nice one Sam."he thought to himself.

"No worries... I'll always be right here to help you remember."

She began kissing his trouty lips with newly ignited passion. Sam was taken aback by the fluent tongue kiss as he struggled to keep up with her. He unknowingly held onto her waist as she deepened the kiss.

"Want to recreate what we did last night?" she asked him between loose kisses. Sam felt himself getting aroused. He was already at half mass when she said" Sam... You gotta tell me what you want..." she kissed his neck lightly. Sam definitely wanted whatever this was to continue but He feared if he said anything stupid she would stop rubbing her panties against his erection. So he kept quiet and let his body speak for him. Mercedes lowered her nighty so that her cleavage slightly showed. Sam brought her even closer to him; he looked into her deep brown eyes flashing with desire. She took his hands and placed them on her butt. He grabbed the cheeks, loving that he finally got his hands on her apple bottom. It caused Mercedes to moan loudly.

"Do you want me Sam?" Mercedes asked.

"Yes, yes I do."Sam answered.

"Sam? Sam!" Quinn yelled. Sam snapped out of it and turned to Quinn.

"Yeah? What happened?"

"You kinda blacked out there for a minute. You didn't even answer my question... Is something wrong?"

Sam sighed. He figured that none of his guy friends would ever understand his dreams. But Quinn- Quinn might. He just hoped to god that she didn't tell Mercedes. But, she was there for him at his lowest. Maybe she could be there for him now? "Quinn... How good are you at keeping secrets?"

No one had partners by Monday morning. With the exception of Quinn and Sam. Rachel kept insisting that she do a duet with Finn and Finn kept agreeing just for the sake of getting on Rachel's good side. Artie wanted to do one with Brittany and Santana did too. Mercedes was weighing her options. She and Kurt's voices would sound amazing together, but so would her and Artie's. Mr. Shue was thoroughly disappointed in all of them come Monday. He gave them a simple task and none of them hit the nail on the head.

"Ok since you guys couldn't pick your own partners I'm forced to pick them for you. Tomorrow you will all have assigned partners." In unison the entire glee club said "awww" "boo!"to him.

"Well if you would've picked your own partners I wouldn't of had to." Mr. Shue replied to them.

"Mr. Shue in all fairness, how about you give us until tomorrow?" Tina said.

"I gave you all weekend, and no one but Quinn and Sam are paired- I'm sorry Tina but I'm picking. You all get to choose your own songs but I'm picking your partners." Tina gave in and then Becky came running in. " coach Sylvester wants to see you now!"

"I'll be right back guys" Mr. Shue leaves the room and then Rachel stands up.

"Ok we cannot let Mr. Shue dictate our partner selection. We need to pick now- before he pairs me with someone like mike. And I definitely won't get a solo at nationals. No offense mike."

"Actually-" mike started to say something but Finn cut him off and stood up. "Rachel's right. Let's just pick now."
The whole club was in agreement. Puck spoke up. "Ok then who wants to team with the puckasaurs?" the class went silent.

"I'll do it!" Brittany yelled. Santana sat back shocked. Saddened, Artie looked down.

"Ok Puck and Brittany. Who's next?" Finn asked.

"I'll do mine with other Asian. Just to make things interesting throughout all of the boring that's spreading around this room like a disease." Santana yells. Mike looks over to her and smiles.

"No offense... Actually all offense...I'm only here because you guys needed another member. So I'm opting out of the duets competition." zizes said.

"Fine Lauren's out- who else? Come on guys before Mr. Shue comes back!" Rachel said.

"Rachel, I think me and you should do one together." Kurt looked over to a shocked Mercedes and mouthed "I'm sorry." Mercedes just looked away acting like she wasn't pissed that she wasn't the first choice for her gay bestie.

"Ok. Fine I was actually thinking if not Finn, you'd be a viable second choice Kurt so I accept." Kurt waves her off and sits down.

"Ok that leaves Mercedes, myself, Artie and Tina." Finn says.

"I choose Artie!" Mercedes says. Artie rolls over to her and gives her hug. Sam looked at them being all chummy and he kinda got angry. "What the hell?"Sam thought to himself.

"Well Tina, I guess that means me and you." Finn smiles sweetly at her. Tina just shrugs and puts her head on mikes shoulder.

"Ok we got our duet couples. Now when comes back we can tell him and he can spare us, the horror." Kurt said.

Mr. Shue came in the room and picked up where he left off.

"Sorry guys, it Sue's crazy theory day. Anyway, like I was saying I will pick your duet partners-" Rachel cut him off.

"Mr. Shue there's no need. We all have our partners."

"Very funny Rachel, but you guys specifically told me none of you chose partners for this challenge."

"She's not kidding we all got partners now." Finn added.
Mr. Shue looked around the room at all his glee kids. They either had half smiles or were giggling.

"So you all picked partners on your own in less than three minutes?" they all nodded subsequently.

"Ok Finn who's your partner?"

"Tina."Mr. Shue was pleasantly surprised.

"Mike?"

"Santana."mike said.

"Artie?"

"Mercedes!"Mercedes flashed him a wicked smile.

"Brittany?"

"Puck."

"Rachel? I'm assuming yours is Kurt?"
Rachel shook her head yes.

"Guys I have to say I'm proud of you. I wasn't expecting the change ups you guys did. I'll accept. Nice work!"

Quinn looked over to Mercedes who was talking to Tina and Artie about song selection. Once glee was officially dismissed she got up and ran over to Mercedes at her locker.

"Hey." Quinn said,

"Hey Q, what's up?" Mercedes turned to Quinn to give her, her full attention.

"Walk me to last period?" Quinn asked her used to be friend with puppy dog eyes. Mercedes nodded yes and then they started walking together down the hallway.

"So I'm excited for nationals... Are you?" Quinn started.

"Yes I am. If me and Artie pick the right duet we will be headlining. And not Rachel stick in the mud Berry." Quinn laughed lightly at Mercedes' quip about Rachel.

"Well I'm rooting for you."

"I thought you were dueting with Sam? Why root for me? You guys blew sectionals out of the water."

"Speaking of Sam..." Quinn stopped in front of Mercedes. "What do you think about him?" Mercedes shrugged her shoulders. "In what way?"

"You know in general..."

"Oh my lord, Quinn Fabray!" she smacked Quinn's shoulder. "Ouch! What was that for?"

"You're thinking about getting back with Sam! Aren't you?"

"No! I'm not- Mercedes; I just wanted to know what you think about him?"

"Meh... His impressions are funny, everyone makes fun of his mouth but I think it's kinda cute and he has a nice voice I guess."

"That's all?" Quinn wondered. She wanted to know so much more. After Sam admitted that he was having dreams about Mercedes and mixed feelings, Quinn devised a little plan. She thought if Mercedes felt anything for Sam and Sam felt anything for her why not play Quinn Fabray matchmaker extraordinaire! Her two friends would be perfect together. Quinn decided on Sunday night while taking off her church clothes. They are both church going Christians, and they both share a dorkdom that Quinn still didn't understand. Sam's was way nerdier than Mercedes' was but living with her Quinn found out a lot. Including the inner nerd Mercedes hides behind a beautiful weave and a sassy attitude. "They would be great together!"Quinn clapped her hands in delight then fell asleep watching the learning channel.

"Quinn I don't know much about Sam... So that's all I have for you... Look I gotta go to class. Call me later?" Mercedes asked. Quinn nodded and said "definitely." then Mercedes walked away.

Sam was walking past while they were talking. He began to watch them from the corner lockers. Once Mercedes left he went over to Quinn and pulled her arm.

"What were you talking to Mercedes about?" he asked. Quinn released herself from his hold and said "we are friends Sam- friends talk. It wasn't about you" Quinn lied. Sam exhaled feeling relived.

"For a minute there I thought you were talking to her about..." his sentence fell flat and Quinn decided to pick it up where he left off. "About?" she questioned.
"My dreams!" he whispered.

"No. I didn't. But maybe you should."

"Wait what?" Sam said. Now he was more confused than ever.

"Talk to Mercedes, Sam. Tell her about the dreams you've been having. Maybe she's having the same kind of dreams, maybe they mean more then you try and ride them off as."

"Look I only told you about them because they were eating at me like a fungus. I don't need a mom or a therapist ok! Just...When you talk to Mercedes... Don't mention my name or my dreams, got it?" Sam felt himself getting angry. But his anger did not match the growing fire in Quinn's eyes.

"You may not think you need someone to hold your hand or talk to about this Sam, but think about it, you dated me and Santana. You could be having all types of dreams about us. Instead you're dreaming about Mercedes... Where she is your wife and she loves you yet you cheat on her! That's not strange to you? Then fine. Stay in your world of denial. Or, you could be a manand tell Mercedes that you had a sex dream about her... And you liked it!" Quinn turned on her heel abruptly and walked away before he could reply.

Sam kicked the locker repeatedly before he gave up and finally slumped down on the floor. "What the hell am I going to do now?"

A/N: I hope you liked it. I'm really insecure about this fic so please review and tell me what you honestly think.