Sam Evans

Sam: Hey, beautiful.

Mercedes laughed looking down to herself. “Uh yeah, you know me very well… let me get the brownies into the oven.” She shut the door and walked into the kitchen finishing up and preparing herself. She was tempted to shoot off a text to Kurt or Dave, but she would be brave and take whatever Sam had to say. Removing her apron she smoothed down her off the shoulder over sized McKinley Football shirt she stole from Dave and a pair of shorts, and her hair in a messy bun, moving to the couch and getting comfortable by pulling her feet under herself. When he asked his question, looked to her hands gathering courage. “Yes, Romantic feelings. Sam I came home for you, but then I saw you had moved on and you were so happy I didn’t want to interfere with that so I tried to move on, but I guess you never really move on from your first real love. I still have romantic feelings for you, and if you don’t its like I told you last time we were here, we can figure out how we can still be friends, this won’t ruin our friendship.”

Mercedes had convinced herself that Sam was coming to set the record straight and let her down easily, which would be okay, yes, she wanted another chance to be with him, but if she ruined their friendship by wanting something he didn’t want she couldn’t forgive herself of that. As she waited for him to come she started to stress bake, something she did to calm her nerves. She had just finished mixing the brownies when she heard the knock. Wiping her hands on her purple and black “Diva” apron she opened it and offered Sam a smile. “Sure one on in.”

Mercy: sighed slumping on her sofa, he wanted to let her down easy, of course he did, he was a great guy. "Uh yeah I'm home."

Mercy: "Hold on." She said as she closed her eyes for a moment. Walking to her kitchen she grabbed a glass of wine and pouring some then gulping it down. "Okay, Sam its no secret that you are one of my closest friends. Someone I love and care fore. And the more i think about you, the more I realize that I still have feelings for you, and I wanted to see if any part of you still had feelings for me."

It is official! My album is done! Now I may not be touring but I am so proud of this one! So in celebration if we go out, drinks are on me!

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WHAT?! No way! Holy crap balls, that’s amazing Mer! Go you! You’re rocking it! I’m so proud of you, and I’m so happy for you! Dinner is on me tonight, no ifs, ands, or buts about it!

Mercy: Opened her mouth but nothing came out. She closed her lips and silently laughed. Speechless, a woman who sang songs for a living, wrote about love and loss was speechless. "Sam...how do you feel about me?"

Mercy: "Worried about me? Why?" She asked confused. "There isn't anything wrong I was just...I need to talk to you, and I probably should do it in person but I can't I don't want to be all well... I don't want to chicken out and if I have to look into your eyes I probably will..."

Mercy: exhaled hearing Sam's voice and it always gave her butterflies. "Hey how are you?" How are you? that was dumb, she scolded herself.

Mercy: paced her floor, she took a breath as she dialed Sam's number and waited for him to answer. She was tired of the back and forth and decided that her friends were correct and she needed to just bite the bullet and tell him how she felt.

Sam: After enjoying a long weekend off, relaxing was the first and only thing on Sam's mind. Kicking his feet up, he popped the top on a cold beer, taking a bite of the sandwich he had made himself, just about to start another new show- his fourth of the weekend- when his phone rang. Glancing over, he saw Mercedes picture pop up. Swallowing, he took another quick drink of beer before answering.

Mercy: Yes I did! People are crazy out here. Good to know you trust me and its not a one way street. Kinda hard not to trust one of my best friends.

Mercy: Sam Evans...you can't see it right now but I have the brightest smile on my face.

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Mercy: Groovy? You heading back to the 70's without me Evans? Thats great and kids need a teacher like you, but don't forget about yourself in this Sam. You are worth so much more than to be along for the ride, you should be the ride!

Mercy: I mean you should be the main attraction!

Sam: You can say that again, twice! Duh, it's totally not! I've always trusted you, silly. Exactly! Same! Totally same!

Sam: Maybe I can't see it, but I can picture it! You deserve so many smiles!

Sam: Well shit, you caught me! It's all cool though, we can visit again, together, sometime! I'm not so sure about that, but thank you all the same. I'll try not to, just for you. I should be the ride, huh? Is there some deeper meaning to that?

Mercy: You gotta be careful with that, I could have said something sinister! Or been like I am putting you down as the foster dad. You can't just offer yourself up like that.

Mercy: Because I haven't really been stable the last 9 years. Always moving, always performing or filming. And I am single. Its just a lot of whatifs in my head.

Mercy: Enough about me how are you? How is Teaching here? Tell me everything!

Sam: Did you really just bust out the word "sinister" in a normal text conversation? You're too funny. I mean yeah, maybe when it comes to other people. But I trust you, I knew you wouldn't do something crazy to me.

Sam: Uhm, okay, no. First off, your whole career screams stability. You have one, and it has made you, like, tons of money. You've got the financial side covered, and you're super put together and smart. You're going to be an awesome mom, any fool could see that. And who cares if you're single? You've got this in the bag. A partner would only be an enhancement.

Mercy: Yeah sorry about that. Wait...you would have said yes if I asked to use you?

Mercy: Thanks Sam, I am really excited I just hope they find me to be fit.

Sam: No worries, no worries! Well yeah! You had already said it was about your Fostering Application. I was ready for whatever!

Mercy: Hey So I have this thing coming up, its a interview for becoming a foster parent, and I was wondering, well I was hoping that I can use you.

Mercy: As a reference! Sorry I hit send way too fast

Mercy: Like an idiot...

Sam: Hey, Mer!

Sam: Hahahahaha I was uuber confused there for a sec, but either way it was going to be a YES!

BLAINE: Awe Sam. I'm glad I'm still that. And I'm so glad you're here in the city. I can't wait to hear all about how you came to this decision and the reasons for it. I'm very excited you are here!!

BLAINE: Of course they do. The Commons- I'll text you the address. Any night this week Wed-Sunday.

BLAINE: I've got a couple of songs in mind already. Under Pressure- Queen with David Bowie. A throw back sort of to our Hero's duet. You've Got a Friend in Me- from Toy Story. But we can even go country if you want. Be a Light- Thomas Rhett and Reba. Or The Fighter- Keith Urban and Carrie Underwood. Craving You- Thomas Rhett and Maren Morris.

Sam: You'll always be that bro, don't ever question it. Honestly I am too. I was pretty nervous to start but I'm adjusting. Plus, I've got you to hold my hand if I get scared. I'll tell you anything you want to know.

Sam: Cool cool cool. That all sounds good, I'll plan for Saturday.

She smiled sighing. “Fine, you are right. See this is why I need you in my life Sam. You keep me from being serious all the time, and help me to remember me in the midst of my family and friends.” She chewed her bottom lip. “Yeah I am trying, thats the main thing. Are you?” She took the glasses and poured them each a glass, then took a seat across from him.

She stared at him admiring his smile, that smile got her in trouble back in the day, probably still could. “I’ll have you know I am pretty wild Evans. You just gotta test me and see.” She said not catching the innuendo until it was out her mouth. She sat back and shook it off. Taking a breath she shrugged. “I have to, I messed up a long time ago, and now I am realizing just how much I wish I could go back. But since I can’t I am moving forward hoping to reclaim something I lost. I would love to have the white picket fence, 2.5 kids and the dog, but right now I think I might just have the kids, and I am fully aware that now I am cutting out even more people who  might be interested in me. but my life isn’t as important as helping a child, or having my own.” She looked up to him catching his eye. “And I have to believe that the man who is right for me, will accept them.”

“Sounds like it a really good thing that I’m here then!” Sam grinned. “Life is way too short to take it so seriously all the time. You’re a hard worker, Mer. I’ve always known that. Everyone has always known that. But looking out for yourself is important. Don’t make me have to sic Bruno on you!” Raising his index finger, Sam wagged it at her playfully. She turned his question back on him and Sam paused for a second, shrugging and then grinning again. “I’m trying! I’m totally trying! Look at this face. Doesn’t it just scream trying?” Taking the glass he was offered he took a drink. “Really, I am. I think. I’m here, so that’s step one. Problem is, I’m not really sure how big the staircase is.”