DISCLAIMER:I DO NOT OWN GLEE.

MAVERICK JONES CARTER-TREVOR JACKSON

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Mercedes Renee Jones was at a point in her life where she could honestly say she was completely happy. While many people would think otherwise after everything she has been through, she just tells them that everything happens for a reason. Sliding into her heels, she stood up from the bed tugging down her skirt and headed down the stairs. She looked up on the key rack for her keys and didn't see them. She came in late last night with tons of paperwork and now she didn't know where she put them. Going to the kitchen she looked under the mail but didn't see them, "Dammit." She muttered quietly under her breath.

"Looking for these?" A voice said dangling the set of keys in front of her.

Mercedes smiled, "Yes." She walked over to him and grabbed them out of his hand. Leaning up on her tippy toes she gave him a kiss on the cheek, "Thank you."

He smirked at her, "You seriously should buy one of those key finder things that be on TV all the time."

"Shut up." She smacked his arm going back around the counter, "Are you hungry? I can make you some breakfast."

"No. I'm going to meet up with Brent before school." Maverick said. Maverick Jones-Carter was Mercedes's 16 year old son. He is a junior in high school and plays football and baseball. Mercedes had Maverick at a very young age but she didn't regret him one bit.

Mercedes grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator placing it into her purse. She looked over towards the window seeing the rain droplets starting to fall, "Okay, be careful driving this morning."

"I will." He walked around and gave her hug, "I love you mama."

"Love you too baby. Have a great day at school." She walked around grabbing her briefcase, "Bye."

"Bye." He headed up to his room the finish getting ready for school.

Mercedes spoke to everyone when she walked off the elevator. She looked over to her secretary who was holding out a sticky note, "You have four messages, Quinn Puckerman is sitting in your office, and you are due in court in fifteen minutes." She told her without looking up from her computer.

"Thank you Lindsey." She said as she opened the door revealing a very pregnant Quinn, "Jesus you're about to pop."

Quinn rolled her eyes, "Yea..I know."

Mercedes smiled at her best friend. She sat her things down on her desk, "What can I do for you on this lovely Monday morning?"

"We are having a barbeque Saturday and we were hoping if you and Mav would like to come?"

Mercedes looked at her, "Of course..but I know that's not why you are here."

Quinn rose her hands, "Guilty." She sat up in the chair the best she could, "Noah has a fr-

"No."

"What? You didn't even let me finish."

"I am not letting Puck hook me up with one of his friends again. Hell no Quinn."

"Oh come on Mercedes..Kevin wasn't that bad."

Mercedes stared at her in disbelief, "He talked about himself the whole time, I had to pay for dinner and then he tried to have sex with me after that."

Quinn made a face, "Yeah..you're right. But this one is different Mercedes."

"Quinn, I love you and Puck but to be brutally honest, I'm perfectly fine. I have a wonderful son, loving friends and family, I don't need a relationship." She stood up from her chair.

Quinn huffed as she got up from her seat, "I'm just trying to help."

"I know and I love you for that but I am okay." She reassured her.

"Okay..I guess I'll see you Saturday." She went over and hugged her, "Good luck in court."

"Thank you." She watched her friend waddled out the door. Looking down at her watch, "Oh shit." She grabbed her briefcase and case folder from her desk and ran towards the elevator. Once she got to the first floor, she walked as fast as she could in her heels going through the revolving doors. The courthouse was right just two building over from the law firm but she still didn't like being late. Finally making it, she was stopped by Allan the security guard, "Is there anyway you can let me go, Allan? I don't want to be late." She pouted.

He looked at her and sighed, "Go ahead Jones." He placed his wand back on the desk.

"Thank you. I promise I'll buy you lunch." She yelled as she walked down the hall. She smiled at her partner Chris who opened the door for her.

"Five minutes to spare." He said as they made their way to the front.

"I know..I'm good aren't I?" She laughed quietly when he rolled his eyes. She opened up her case file and groaned, "Again?"

Chris smirked at her, "Again." He looked over when he saw the lawyer come in, "And he has a new lawyer."

Mercedes looked over and her mouth all of sudden got dry, "Well Damn." She took in the man as he was talking with his client. Her eyes traveled over his fitted charcoal gray suit. She grunted a little looking up at his face. His eyes were a very bright shade of green and he had ridiculously large pouty lips. Clearing her throat she looked over at Chris who was smirking at her, "What?"

"Nothing." He stood up when he saw the bailiff about the speak.

"All rise." The bailiff said.

The judge sat down in his chair, "You may be seated. What do we have?" He asked putting on his glasses.

"State of California vs. Hank Petersburg, two counts of stealing."

The judge sighed, "You should be tired of coming in my court room Petersburg. How do you plea?"

"Um..Guilty your honor." He said nervously.

Mercedes stood up and walked towards the front, "As you know this is not Mr. Petersburg first time here your honor."

"So what are you suggesting Ms. Jones?"

"Thirty days in jail."

"Your honor that's a bit excessive, don't you think?" The man said.

He looked through his glasses, "I understand that you are Mr. Petersburg's new lawyer, Mr. Evans?"

"Yes sir." Sam nodded.

"And you have read his file?"

Sam sighed, "Yes sir I have." He looked over at his client and back to the judge, "Your honor I understand that this isn't his first time but jail time isn't necessary. No one got harmed out of his actions."

Mercedes looked at him, "And you think that's okay? He still took something that he didn't pay for."

Sam gazed turned to her for the first time, mouth dropping slightly as he took her in, "Damn." He muttered quietly. Shaking out of his daze, "I understand that Ms. Jones but he's just a kid. Surely we can compromise something a little lower."

He was right. Hank was only a kid but he should know better after the first two times. She looked over at him and saw the scared look on his face at the mention of jail. She huffed, "Fine. Twenty-five hundred hours of community service."

"Five hundred."

"A thousand."

"Six hundred and that's the highest we'll go." Sam said leaving no room for discussion. He gave her a lopsided grin knowing that she was going cave at any moment.

Mercedes squinted her eyes at him. She looked back at Chris for help but he just shrugged. He was kind of shock that anyone could out negotiate Mercedes. Sighing, "Six hundred it is."

"I'm quite impressed. Nobody has been brave enough to try to out negotiate with Ms. Jones here." The judge smiled, "Hank Petersburg, I sentence you to six hundred hours of community service. You will start on Monday and please make this your last time in my courtroom son, I don't want to send you to jail. Court is dismissed." He hit his mallet and walked out the courtroom.

Hank let out a long breath, "Thank you so much. I promise I will not let you down."

"Please don't Hank." He smiled at him as he gathered up his things, "I'll see you on Monday." He waved at him as he left.

"Well Mr. Evans, you sure did one on me." Mercedes said with a small smile.

"I'm just trying to do the right thing Ms. Jones." He smiled down at her.

"I know and I'm glad you stopped me before I made a mistake in sending him to jail. You're okay in my books." She smiled turning on her heels.

Sam watched her as she left with a smile. I hope I'll run into her again he thought.

Mercedes turned the key into the door, "Mav, I'm home." She yelled throwing down her keys. She stepped out of her shoes, kicking them to the side. She smiled when she saw their Golden Retriever Reece greet her, "Hey girl." She rubbed the top of her head. She plopped down on the couch and closed her eyes.

Maverick was coming around the corner when he saw his mother on the couch with her eyes closed. He came over and took his hands and smash her cheeks together.

She swatted at him, rubbing her now aching cheeks. "I hate it when you do that. How was school?"

"It was okay." He sat down next to her, "How was work?"

Mercedes turned her attention to him, "It was okay..I lost my case today."

"WHAT?" He asked shocked sitting up on the couch, "Hold on.." He held his hand up, "The great Mercedes Renee Jones lost? What threw you off today?"

Mercedes rolled her eyes at his dramatics. Thinking back to green eyed blonde she smiled a little. Clearing her throat as she stood up, "Um..just wasn't in me today I guess. Mhm." She stood up, "I'm ordering pizza for dinner." She headed up the stairs.

Maverick looked at her with a raised brow, "What the hell just happened?" He muttered to himself as he jumped of the couch, "Mom.."

"Yes sweetie." She answered from the top of the stairs.

"Are you okay?" He asked seriously, giving her a strange look.

"I'm fine." She looked at him frowning. "Are you okay?

"Yeah."

Mercedes smiled at him, "Okay then..I'll see you in a bit." She disappeared into her bedroom.

Maverick shook his head. She was a little to happy for a person who just lost a case.

A/N. Hey you guys! Did you like it? This story is not going to have much angst, if any at all. I'm going to try to keep it around twenty chapters and nothing more. I hope you guys are ready for another Samcedes adventure :)