A/N: Hey Guys. I'm back with a little something because obviously glee doesn't know how to do a proper send off. I wrote this randomly one day and I forgot to post in on here.

Cold rain hit the windshield and thunder roared outside. It was one of Lima's off days. The usual warm sunshine accompanied with a few clouds was yet to be seen. The weather had been horrible all this week. Droning sounds of the weather forecaster filled the vehicle. Changing the station, Sam tried to find the country station ,he had a tendency to forget which station it was, but he paused as her voice ambushed his train of thought. It was the tail end of the song but he could recognize her voice anywhere.

"And that was Miss Mercedes Jones with her hit single Lover On The DL" the DJ announced. "She's currently back in her hometown Lima, Ohio where she's bring her tour to an end. Tickets are going fast but there a few left for a lucky caller…"

He tuned out the radio returning to his own thoughts. He had known about her arrival ever since she had gotten there. Lima was a small town and word spread fast, plus it also helped that a married Latina had called him personally to make sure he didn't "screw it up". He quickly informed her that there wasn't anything to screw up; Mercedes had made it clear where she stood. She loved him but turned around and cut him off free from the only one he wanted. Santana didn't say much after that. Mercedes Jones was an enigma he couldn't seem to figure out.

Turning the ignition off, he hurriedly made his way to his apartment. After locking the door and kicking of his boots, he walked to his room ; he needed a long sleep. Ever since he had quit his teaching position, he had pursued something he never thought he would. Art. To say Mr. Schue was surprised was an understatement. Honestly he had shocked himself as well. Teaching the glee club was a great experience but after 4 years of searching for his true calling he was finally sure of what he wanted to be. The studio was an hour away and sometimes he would be there for hours, more than 50 sketches tossed in the trash, until he finally produced the concept he was looking for. Today had been one of those days and all he wanted to do was go to sleep. He reached the doorway of his bedroom with a yawn. Pulling off his shirt he tossed it across the room along with his jeans. A noise stopped him just as he was about to flop in his bed. He heard it at again and reached for the closest thing next to him, a tool box that had been thrown in the corner, but then he noticed a shoe in the corner. Not just any shoe …a stiletto. Sure he had went on a couple of dates, well a lot of dates but nothing that ever got close to the bedroom. Scanning the room he saw, in the corner right behind him, the culprit of his break in.

"Mercedes?!"

Sitting in the corner of the room was none other than Mercedes Jones trying hard to stifle her laughter. Her hair in a messy updo and she wore a dark wine colored dress.

"Surprise?" she smiled as she stood up. The dress clung to her frame as she smoothed it out.

Sam stood there in his boxers baffled as she came closer.

"Hey." Mercedes stood about a foot away from him.

"Hi." he answered unsure of how to react.

"I expected you to be back 4 hours ago," she laughed at his uncertainty. " I used the key under the mat."

Of course. She had hated that he did that sometimes back in NY. She always would say that was the most cliché place of hiding a key and if she woke up to a serial killer in her brownstone she would kill him. But then he would remind her how he would be there to protect her and she would just pout and mumble how it still wasn't a good idea.

"What-Why are you here?" he asked. His green eyes watched curiously as she rocked on her heels almost as if she was..nervous? She bit her lip before rushing out "BecauseIloveyoubutnotinafriendway"

"You want to repeat that?"

"Because I love you but not as friends. There I said it." Mercedes began to pace in front of him. "It was supposed to go better than this. I thought you woud be back by 6 and we could stay up and watch Avatar, after ordering from that one Chinese place we love right down the street, and then it would get to the love scene. I would say "Nga yawne lu oer" and-.."

Everything she said after that was a blur. Did she really just? Had she learned Na'vi for him. He watched the pintsized woman with a lopsided grin as she continued to babble on in front of him.

"..- it would've been perfect. But after 2 hours I kinda gave up and ended up reading that new Storm comic book series you have, it's really good by the way," Sam could be heard agreeing with her and mumbling that he would show her some more if she was interested as she continued,"Anyway when I heard you finally get home I had just used the restroom and I was trying to figure out a way to sneak out of your room and back to the living room without looking like a creeper. But then I heard you come this way so I just hid in the corner hoping you wouldn't notice me. You looked pretty tired so I was just going to sneak out and come back tomorrow. But then the floor ,which is very creaky by the way, gave me away and yeah. Now this is just awkward."

After she finished her spiel and stopped pacing she looked up at him to him laughing at her. "It's not funny." she poked a finger at his bare chest trying not to smile.

"Yeah it is. You're a pretty crazy lady Mizz Jones. All that to try to woo little 'ole me huh?"

"Well what can I say" she giggled "I'm crazy about you."

"C'mere" he said. He wrapped his arms around her and immediately felt at home. He squeezed her tight and placed a kiss on top of her head. It had been almost 6 years since he had seen her face to face. On rare occasions they would Skype but due to her work schedule all her could get from her were quick calls and texts. But no skpe call could amount to Mercedes being there live and in the flesh.

"What made you change your mind?" he mumbled into her hair.

She glanced up at him tugging at the hands that had found their usual resting place on her hips. Intertwining their fingers she spoke " Well, a wise Latina once told me I had one more chance not to screw it up." she gave his hands a squeeze. " I'm tired of trying to find excuses for me not to be completely happy. I'm tired of running Sam. I know it's completely selfish of me to come back and just think we could get back together but-"

"No it's not." he interrupted. "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this?" Sam dipped his head down, his forehead resting on hers. "Too damn long."

It wasn't long until they were making out like horny teenagers on Sam's bed. A familiar whine from Mercedes telling Sam to keep is hands above the clothes only made Sam smile as he reluctantly pulled his hand from underneath her dress.

Mercedes phone vibrated next to Sam's. It remained unattended. The two long lost lovers caught up in their own world.

Santana disconnected the call as it went to voicemail for the 3rd time in a row and looked at her wife who lay in her arms. "I think it worked Britt."

"Of course it worked silly. Lord Tubbington always comes up with the best plans." Brittany snuggled closer to Santana letting out a yawn.

"He sure does babe. He sure does."

Santana thought of her two friends hopelessly in love with each other. Maybe this time they would get it right. Maybe this time true love would prevail. And maybe this time they wouldn't screw it up.

She smiled down at the blonde in her arms who was humming contently.

"Someday they'll be together"

Lol idk hope you guys enjoyed it.

Now that glee is officially dead and gone I have my life back. Samcedes will always be in my heart but I'm glad glee is over. They just messed with me too much for nothing ugh. At least my bbs are working on their albums *fistpump*

Anyway thanks for Reviewing, Following, and Favoriting

I don't think I will be writing that much in preparation for college I'm probably going to put a hold on writing. For now. :)

But If you have any prompts or requests I would gladly take them. Just PM me (Emma and Evyn I know I working on it. hehe)

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Y'all are the best. Samcedes is Unsinkable.

-Kenya xx