DISCLAIMER:I DO NOT OWN GLEE OR ANYTHING ELSE MENTION.
BETH PUCKERMAN- JULIANNA GUILL
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Mercedes parked her car outside of the house. Turning off her engine, she took a deep breath before she got out. She wasn't going to let Nicole get away with threatening her and Macerick's life. Everyone that know her knew that there was some things you just didn't do. And one of them was messing with her son. Sighing as she got out of her vehicle, she headed up the steps to the house and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" A voice said.
"Mercedes.."
The person unlocked the door, opening it with a smile, "Hey what are you doing here?"
"Hey..um, I came to see Artie. He told me he-
"Of course, come in sweetheart." His grandmother smiled at her, "How are you?" She hugged her.
Mercedes smiled into the hug, "I'm fine Grandma Abrams."
"That's good sweetheart. He's in the living room."
"Thank you." She walked passed her and went through the kitchen to the room. She spotted him on the couch playing with his phone, "Hey babe."
Artie turned his head towards the door, "Hey boo."
Mercedes smiled as she leaned in and hugged him, "Sorry to call so late."
"It's okay. You sounded like you needed me. What's up?"
"I need you to do your computer magic and find out some information on a person for me." She handed him a piece a paper with a name on it.
"Okay." He opened his laptop and went to the search. Looking at the name, he typed it in and pushed enter, "Is this like your new client or something?"
"No, this is personal." Mercedes said distractedly as she felt her phone vibrate, reading the text message she groaned, "Hey I have to go..can you bring whatever you find to Quinn and Puck's tomorrow?" She grabbed her purse from the seat, leaning over to kiss his cheek.
"Okay." He called after her, still strolling down the page.
Mercedes walked towards the house with Sam's hand in hers. Sam had dropped Madison off at his mom's house and Maverick was still grounded, so he was in his room catching up on some sleep. She smiled up at him when he ranged the doorbell, taking in his handsome features.
Sam felt her eyes on. him so he looked down with a small smirk, bending down and giving her a brief kiss on the lips.
Mercedes pouted with her eyes close, "More." She tugged at his sleeves.
Sam snickered as he moved down again just as the door swung opened.
"Ew, gross Aunt Cedes." Beth said as she watched her Aunt practically stick her tongue down Sam's throat.
Mercedes rolled her eyes at her as she removed her mouth from his, "Like you never kissed anyone before." She leaned in and gave the taller girl a hug.
Beth laughed knowing what she said was true. She went and gave Sam a hug and stepped aside to let the couple through, "They're outside." She grabbed her keys and jacket.
"You're not staying?" Sam asked.
"No, I have to work tonight." She smiled at them. She watched as Mercedes was about to say something but she cut her off, "I know Aunt Cedes. I'll drive safe, like always." She gave her a gentle smile before she kissed her on the cheek.
Mercedes smiled at her and nodded. She waved when she walked out the door. She grabbed Sam's hand and led him to the back, opening the door she smiled at the faces, "Hey guys."
"Sexy Mama." Puck said as he walked towards her and Sam. He hugged them both, "Glad you two could make it."
Sam smiled at him as they walked to table. He greeted Santana, Brittany, Artie and his girlfriend, Macey. He pulled out a chair for Mercedes to sit in.
"Thank you." She told him softly as she sat down, watching him take his seat in front her.
Quinn had did the honors tonight and made spaghetti, salad, and cheesy French bread. They all engaged in casual conversation throughout dinner.
Mercedes smirked as she felt Sam foot hook with hers. They have been playing footsie underneath the table for the last ten minutes.
Quinn looked between the two noticing their playful demeanor. She was happy to see Mercedes really smile again.
"So trout.." Santana started as she wiped her mouth, "What are your intentions with my sister?"
"Santana.." Mercedes whined. Beside Quinn, Santana was really protected over Mercedes.
"What? I'm just asking Lisa Rinna a simple question here."
Sam rolled his eyes at the nickname. Clearing his throat, "It's okay Mercedes." He gave her a reassuring smile, turning his attention back to everyone, "To answer your question Santana, I really like Mercedes. Like a lot. I want to make her happy. I haven't told her this and I hope I don't scare her off by it, but I want to marry her someday and hoping that we can be a family." Sam said sincerely.
Mercedes was completely shock at what Sam had said. He wanted to marry her. Damn. She never expected that to come out of his mouth. She met his gaze but he quickly adverted it when Santana talked.
"That's touching and all but I'm going to need to see proof. I don't need no one fucking over her heart, she has been through so much shit and I wouldn't hesitate to kill you trout. Sé que la gente de la mafia." She gave him a warning.
Sam nodded, understanding every word she was saying.
Quinn decided to break Santana off from her threats. "Okay, now that we have that settled, Puck and I have some exciting news to share. As you know our son is almost here and I would like to tell my best friend.." She looked at Mercedes with a bright smile, "I would love for you to be Carson's godmother."
Mercedes eyes started to glisten with tears. She let out a watery smile, "It will b-be an honor."
Puck smiled at her, squeezing Quinn's hand as he turned to Sam, "And Sam..I would like for you to be the godfather. I'm not going to get all mushy like the girls but I think your perfect for the job. You help me out so much during college and you're so good with Madison."
Sam got up his seat, kissing him on the cheek, "Love you man."
All of the girls aww'd except for Santana, who was making gagging noises.
"Okay Evans, didn't I say no mushy stuff?" He pushed Sam's face away.
Sam laughed at him.
"I'll take care of the dishes." Mercedes said standing up.
"I'll help." Sam said as he helped her gather up everyone's plates and headed to the kitchen.
After they finished washing dishes, the couple stayed around for a couple more hours to spend time with their friends. Artie slide a Manila folder into Mercedes purse for her to look at later on. They bided everyone a goodnight and decided to go back to Sam's since he was there alone. Mercedes asked Sam if she could take a shower. She went upstairs and freshen up, coming out she threw on a plain white T-shirt and black leggings, throwing her hair up into a high ponytail. She came back down the steps with a smile on her face, seeing Sam sitting on the couch, she sat down on his lap.
Sam smirked at her, wrapping his arm around her thighs, "So Ms. Jones..we are godparents."
"Yes we are." She kissed his cheek, "I haven't taken care of a newborn in fifteen years."
"I'm sure you'll be a natural." He kissed her cheek.
Mercedes laid her head down on his shoulder, intertwining their fingers together, loving the way their different contrasts looked. She placed their hands in her lap, "Did you mean what you said at dinner?" She whispered quietly.
"Every single word." He said as he played with her fingers, "I want you to know that I'm in for the long haul Jones."
"Good." She turned around and straddled his lap, her lips ghosting over his, "Because I am too."
Sam pulled her waist towards his body, not wanting to leave a gap between them, letting his pillow soft lips land on hers. He ran his hands up under her shirt, caressing her back lovingly.
Mercedes shivered when she felt his cold hands make contact with her bare skin. She moved her mouth swiftly against his, "Never get tired of kissing you Evans." She mumbled across his lips.
Sam laughed softly, guiding his hand down her backside, cupping and giving her ass a gentle squeeze, his lips still attached to her, branding the inside of her mouth.
Mercedes moaned, smirking when she felt his erection hitting her stomach, "Your friend is excited." She mumbled as she detached her lips from his.
Sam would've blush from embarrassment but he was too distracted by the chocolate goddess he had in his arms. He sat up a little, laying her body down on the couch, hovering over her, "You're so damn sexy." He was about to remove her shirt when he phone starting to ring, "Fuck." He whined.
Mercedes giggle at him, "It's okay Sam..I want our first time to be special." She kissed his cheek, rolling herself from under him.
Sam nodded. He wanted their first time to be special too. But right now, he couldn't control his hormones, he wanted every single inch of her, "This is Sam." He rolled his eyes when he heard his boss on the other line, "Yeah, let me grab a pen and piece of paper." He stood up from the couch and went to the other room.
Mercedes watched him as he left. Turning her attention back to the front, she saw a folder sticking out of her purse. She pulled it out seeing a sticky note on it from Artie. She opened up the folder and saw two sheets of papers in there. She looked through and couldn't believe what she was reading. Did Sam know about this? She wondered. Hearing footsteps, she closed the folder quickly and stuffed it back in her purse.
"Sorry about that." He said as he sat back down beside her.
"It's okay." Mercedes smiled up at him.
"You want to watch a movie?"
"Sure." She got up from the couch and went towards the TV. Picking up the DVDs from the shelves. As she was going threw them she started to giggle to herself, "Wow Sam, I didn't think you loved Disney princesses so much." She joked.
Sam laughed, "It's Madison. She told me that I had too many boy things in here and I needed more girly things."
Mercedes laughed at him, "She's right." She looked back at the set, pulling out X-Men. Popping the disc in the player, she went back to the couch and cuddled up into Sam's side.
Sam wrapped his arm around her. Picking up the remote to press play for the movie. They spent the rest of the night watching movies together on the couch.
Mercedes stood outside of the house with such a determine look on her face. After the threat that Nicole made towards her, there was no way that she was going to be able to fulfill that from what the information Mercedes had on her. She looked up when she heard the door open.
Nicole face immediately scrunched up, "What the hell do you want slut?"
Mercedes smirked at her, "I don't take threats lightly." She pushed passed her, entering the house.
"You're trespassing. Get the fuck out before I call the cops." Her tall figure towering over Mercedes' short one.
"Don't be quick with that decision. I don't think the cops would be too much interested in me..would they, Allison?"
Her eyes went wide but she quickly recovered, giving her a confused look, "What did you just call me?"
"That is your name, isn't it?" She opened the folder, "Allison Parks born on October 30, 1982 in Miami Florida." She looked up at her with a straight face, "You know you were on a pretty fast track before you cleaned yourself up."
"H-How do you know this?" Her voiced ranged out loudly as she looked at Mercedes with anger in her eyes.
Mercedes ignored her question, "I could send the folder to the cops and your life can be ruined. You got away with robbing a bank and aggravated assault without anyone knowing. I mean you've been on the run for years." She showed her a picture of her old self, " You changed your hair color four times, fixed your teeth, and looks like you got a nose job. You basically changed your whole identity." Mercedes moved closer to her, "You then moved to Tennessee and went to college and that's where you met Sam. You didn't really love him, you took advantage of him."
"What do you want?" She said through gritted teeth.
"Stay the hell away from both of them. If you even come an inch towards Madison, I will send this folder to the cops." Mercedes scanned her face before she pushed pass her, "Oh and by the way, if you think you can get out of this..you can't. I have people everywhere, don't mess with me."
"You're a bitch."
"Maybe I am but I don't play with mine." She smirked when she saw the shocked look on her face, "Goodbye slut." She slammed the door in her face with a smile. You do not mess with the people Mercedes Jones cares about or shit will go down.
A/N. Oh snap! Mercedes Jones is a BOSS, lol. Do you think Nicole is gone for good? Samcedes sexytime is coming. Be patient :)