AN: Thank You Jenna for the review. I did notice a lack of Sam and Stacey, so that's why I'm writing one :)

Sam walked into the Rosebud Cafe looking for a turkey sandwich when he seen her. She looked so beautiful, she looked so happy, she looked like she was on a date. He felt a tug at his heart and was about to walk back out the door when he seen that she was discreetly writing on a napkin whilst listening to whatever her date was saying.

She held the napkin to the side of her, her date still oblivious that anything was going on. He had to tilt his head and squint to see what she had written. Save Me!

He smiled and winked at her before nodding his head and walking over to her table. He had always loved pranks and he could tell that he could really have some fun.

"Hey!" he said enthusiastically to her date. "Don't I know you?"

"Um, I don't think so?" the guy replied after he got over his surprise.

"Sure I do," Sam said, grabbing a chair from a table near by and sitting between the two. "Are you on the school newspaper?"

"No, I'm not," the guy said, not quite sure what was going on.

"Marching band?" Sam asked.

"No..." the guy started to say before Sam interrupted him, speaking at a rapid speed.

"Basketball team? Football team? Swim team? A-team? Drama Club? Glee Club? golf club? Debate? Drama? Girl Guides...oh I know," he ginned wickedly at Stacey. "You're in the Maths Club."

"What?" the disorientated boy said. "No I'm not."

"Oh I'm sorry," Sam said, "I've gotten it all confused. I don't know you," he said pointing to the boy who was now looking at Sam like he was insane, "I know you." He pointed at Stacey and smiled. "Hey Stace."

"Hi Sam," she replied, holding back a giggle.

"Who is this guy?" the boy asked Stacey.

"I'm her uncle," Sam replied for her.

"What?" the boy asked again.

"Geez Stace," Sam asked her, "where did you find this guy?"

"What do you mean?" the boy said narrowing his eyes. "Hey listen buddy do we need to take this outside?"

"Oh no," Sam said, "I definitely don't want to take you outside. I'll take her though," he said before picking Stacey up in a fireman's lift and walking out the door.

"Hey!" the boy cried out but Sam just kept on walking. He dropped Stacey at the passengers side of his car and hopped into the drivers seat before driving away.

"Sam," she giggled. "I should have known better than to ask for your help."

"What?" he said mock-defensively, "I helped."

"Why did you ask anyway?" he continued after a pause. "Had you guys even ordered yet?"

"Yes," Stacey smiled. "We'd already eaten, he was just the most boring guy on earth. He didn't say one thing that wasn't all about him."

"Yikes," Sam agreed.

"Did you ask him if he was in the golf club?" Stacey asked, giggling again.

"You caught that huh?" he replied, winking at her.

"You're so strange," she wiped at her eyes. She was crying from laughter.

"Bye, and thanks again," Stacey said as Sam drove up her driveway.

"Hey wait I gotta walk you to your door," Sam said. Parking his car and getting out so he could open her door for her.

"I hijacked your date," Sam said, "I'm also getting that guy's goodnight kiss."

"He wasn't going to get one," Stacey said, smirking slightly.

"Yeah, well what about me?" Sam said reaching out to grab her hips. "Do I get one?"

He pursed his lips comically so that she couldn't help but laugh.

"You are such an idiot," she said.

"Shut up and kiss me," he said in a ridiculous sauve voice.

She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.

"What was that?" he grinned.

"You're such a flirt Sam," she replied, "goodnight."

"Goodnight," he replied before leaning forwards and kissing her lips.

"What was that?" she asked, slapping him away.

"What? I thought I'd give you a kiss too," he said before grinning at her and opening his car door.

He started his engine and reversed down her drive way not looking back at her.

Neither of them knew that they were both sharing the same sharp pain in their chest.