A/N: This is quite short but that's because the next chapter is long !
Peace. A word heard often but something that Sam had never truly understood. The first morning after his divorce was exactly that peace, he could drive his son to school without reporting home, he could walk around his home in only boxers without complaints, and most of all Mercedes can stay whenever.
Sam: Morning Sunshine.
Mercedes: Hello.
I watch as she stands and makes her way to the restroom. The woman is pure perfection.
"Sam, do you want me to take Jon to school today?" Mercedes calls out from the restroom.
"Sure hon."
One thing that's different from Quinn and Mercedes is that Mercedes enjoys taking Jonathan to school Quinn hated it.
"Open the door Mercedes." I say knocking on the door.
She opens and I make my way in only to find her walking in the shower.
"We have dinner with Kurt and Blaine tonight." Mercedes says from the shower.
"What are we going to do with Jonathan?"
"He can come Blaine's bringing his younger sister Bee." Mercedes replies turning off the water, stepping out, and grabbing a towel.
"Well that's cool, what questions should I not ask?" Sam asked.
"Kurt hates being asked about his grandparents, loves being complemented on anything especially his voice because he's insecure. Blaine loves being complemented on the way he dresses but hates being asked about his hair."
"I meant about being gay." Sam said sitting on the counter.
Mercedes walked over to where Sam was. "Oh ask them anything they don't mind."
"I just didn't want to offend them."
"Oh you're not anti- gay are you?" Mercedes marked with a smirk.
"No it's not business. Anyways I wanted to ask you something. "
Mercedes nodded signaling him to continue talking.
"Well I wanted to know if you maybe want to move in."
"I'd love to." Mercedes said walking into the room grabbing her bag.
"Great I can call the movers."
"Cool but I have to go your mom's waiting."
Sam walked out of the restroom and wrapped Mercedes in a hug.
"I guess I'll see you later love."
Mercedes turned in his arms so they were facing.
"I guess so."
Sam kissed her then pulled back.
"I love you Mercedes."
"I love you too Sammy."
With that Sam let her go and walked over to the window watching as her and Jonathan leave.
Quinn pulled into the parking lot of Lulu Lemons to meet her mother. Taking the keys Quinn sighed and stepped out of the car. Walking into the bakery was bitter sweet. All the memories of her and Sam sharing cupcakes when they first met and then the day she found out that her parents had bribed him into marrying her.
Judith: Hello Quinn quit daydreaming and pay attention, I got us a table in the back, hurry.
Quinn: Yes mother.
Both women walked to the back of the bakery, sat down, ordered and began working.
Judith: I have a plan darling.
Quinn: And?
Judith: Well we hit him where it hurts. Jonathan. We make it looked like we kidnapped him, contact Sam and tell him that if he wants Jon back he has to take you to.
Quinn: I don't want him and also Jonathan is everything. If we took him Sam would die.
Judith: Exactly.
Quinn: Did you hear me mother? I don't want Samuel.
Judith: I heard you, but I've decided that you do. Quinn you were no one before Sam and without him you are nothing.
Quinn: Mother stop.
Judith: I will not. Sam changed you before you were fat, ugly and hideous. Now you gorgeous. If you don't get back with Samuel you'll become Lucy again.
Quinn: No mother I won't
Quinn stood to leave but not before her mother spoke again.
Judith: Remember Noah and Beth.
Quinn stopped dead in her tracks.
Quinn: What about them?
Judith: They left you. Now Samuel and Jonathan are doing the same. If you want them to stay do what I said.
Quinn: Yes Mother.
When Sam, Mercedes, and Jonathan arrived at the café two men and a young girl were all they knew but know as they sat Sam felt like he had known these people all his life.
Sam: So how did you and Mercedes meet?
Kurt: Well before I went to Dalton, I was going to McKinley Highschool. Mercedes was the only other fashion forward person at the school.
There were a chorus of laughs before Blaine piped up.
Blaine: I was nervous to meet Mercedes due to how highly Kurt thought about her.
Mercedes: No you were not.
Blaine: Really. Kurt would be on the phone telling me about how amazing you were.
Kurt: Well she is.
Sam: Yeah she really is.
Jonathan walks over with Bee's hand intertwined with his.
Jonathan: Daddy can Bee come over and play?
Sam: Maybe later Jon, you both have school tomorrow.
Blaine: How about Saturday?
Sam: Sounds good to me.
Kurt: Sam may I speak to you out side?
Sam nods and stands.
Kurt: Be right back.
When they make it outside it grows cold and Sam can feel Kurt's eyes pouring on him.
Kurt: I didn't recognize the name at first but now I do. Sam you went to school with me and you were one of the boys that watched as I got my ass beat after school.
Sam: Kurt I know and I'm sorry.
Kurt: You're not sorry yet. But you will be. I'm not going to tell Mercedes about this mishap but I will. You see Finn Hudson is my stepbrother and I know all about you and Quinn's arrangement. I won't you to tell Mercedes everything and I mean everything or I will.
Sam: I have.
Kurt: I mean about Thursday night.
Sam: How do you know about that?
Kurt: I just do. Your not going to ruin Mercedes life and if she finds out from some one else it will kill her So do it while you still can. Also Quinn is planning something with her mother so be careful and watch Jonathan closely.
With that Kurt turned on his heel and walked back in but turned to look at Sam.
Kurt: I mean it.
Something about those words sent shivers down Sam's spine not because of the warnings but because of the passion behind them. Kurt was trying to help and Jonathan was in danger. What Kurt failed to mention was that Quinn would be taking Jonathan sooner than later.
A/N: What do you think?
Kurt is about to show Sam the meaning of caution .
Quinn's about to find it hard to look in the mirror.
Someone's going to jail and Jonathan is about to go on the ride of his little life.
Stay tuned.
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