Summary: Slight A/U. The fates chose Sam instead of Blaine during their game of Spin the Bottle and things or should she say fireworks happened from there.

AN: I don't own GLEE or the episode of Blame it on the alcohol….sadly. But I wish I did, I would love to see Sam and Rachel together.

The Way You Make Me Feel

Finn was saying something to her about drinking…and girls? She wasn't quite sure when everything around her was spinning. She really needed to stay sitting, or maybe get her hands on another wine cooler. Pink was her favorite color after all. "And then we come back around full circle right back to you...Rachel" Oh yes. Finn was still blabbing about…something. "And right now, you're being the needy girl drunk. Hanging all over me, being overly lovey, it's not cool" He said, backing away from her.

She gazed back up at him as his words sunk in. Why did he keep shooting her down, didn't he know they were supposed to end up together? She would show him. It took her a couple of tries but she managed to get on her feet and onto the stage. "Spin the bottle. Let's play!" Everyone cheered at her suggestion and she went to go find a proper bottle, shooting Finn a glare on the way.

They managed to secure a proper bottle and formed a circle on the floor, Rachel sitting beside Kurt and Mercedes. She would show Finn, she could be drunk sexy Rachel too. She focused back on the game being played and saw the bottle land on Puck and Tina.

Interesting…She was pretty sure the kiss went on a couple seconds longer than needed.

"Hey Hey let's keep the Asian-ness between us T!" Mike cried, glaring at Puck as the two broke apart. Everyone laughed as Tina reassured Mike that she just kissed Puck for the game and he still had the best abs she had seen. There were cheers when the bottle landed on Brittany and Quinn. Rachel watched as Quinn gave Brittany a quick kiss, much to the guys' disappointment. She tuned out the rest of the game as she tried to come up with a game plan to get Finn to stay the night with her. Somebody tugged her arm since it was her turn and she gave the bottle a good spin. She crossed her fingers and mentally chanted Finn's name in her head. She held her breath as the bottle landed on… Sam?

Oh god. Santana was going to kill her tonight. Well might as well make it a good last performance then, she thought. She leaned forward and grabbed Sam's face.

"Samuel…whatever your last name. I'm gonna rock your world" She said before learning in to kiss him. She heard a couple of cat calls and she was pretty sure Santana was saying very inappropriate things about her in English and Spanish.

"I own that guppy mouth. Those Aerosmith lips are mine" She heard in the background before someone was pulling her away from Sam.

"Okay that's enough. Ha-ha, time for someone else to go" Finn said, as Sam and Rachel were still staring at each other. He really did have a nice mouth.

"You're face tastes awesome" Rachel said, sitting back down. She heard laughs coming from Puck and Mercedes and she turned to glare at them.

"That was hot. I wanna make out with Rachel now" She heard Brittany tell Artie. He raised his eyebrows and said, I wouldn't mind seeing that" as he wheeled them both towards her. She needed a quick escape plan and spotted Sam from the corner of her eye.

"I found a new duet partner" She yelled, grabbing Sam's hand. Somehow they both made it to the stage and thumbing through the songs in her massive karaoke collection

"So Sam. Are you read to show off our superb duet skills?" Rachel asked, handing him a microphone.

"Uh sure. What song are we singing anyway?" He asked, swiping his bangs to the side of his face.

"This one" She said, pointing it out. "Do you think you can keep up?" she asked, smirking at him. He smiled back at her and started bobbing his head to the music. She watched as the other members of New Directions took seats on the floor in front of the stage to watch the show, or as Santana dubbed it, the disaster that is Rachel Berry.

She strutted towards the edge of the stage and started singing.

I saw him dancin' there by the record machine
I knew he must 'a been about seventeen
The beat was going strong
Playin' my favorite song
An' I could tell it wouldn't be long
Till he was with me, yeah me
An' I could tell it wouldn't be long
Till he was with me, yeah me singin'

Sam joined her in the chorus while she swung around one of the beams that held the ceiling up.

I love rock n' roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n' roll
So come an' take your time an' dance with me
OW..

She pranced over to Sam and slid down his body with her mic while he leaned against her to sing the next part

She smiled so I got up an' asked for her name
That don't matter, she said,
'Cause it's all the same
Said can I take you home
where we can be alone

An' next we were movin' on

Rachel took over the next part of the song, while Sam played air guitar.

He was with me, yeah me

Next we were movin' on
He was with me, yeah me, singin'

Everybody was singing along by then, and she and Sam were jamming out on stage. She saw Brittany sitting on Artie's lap wearing his glasses while Mike and Tina were doing this weird Asian nose kiss? She looked over to see Finn glaring at Sam who just took Rachel's hand. They both started jumping up and down while bumping into each other, ending up on the floor.

The song ended and both her and Sam were still on the floor, rolling with laughter. She bit her lip and glanced over at Sam, who was still holding onto her hand.

"Dude, that was totally badass my fellow hot Jew" Puck yelled. "You should've worn leather…no biggie though. We can do that later" He said, wiggling his eyebrows. She had to fight the urge to smack him, but Lauren took care of that for her.

"Wow RuPaul after that performance, are you sure you're not the one that's gonna end up working a pole?" Santana snarled at her, coming towards her. Oh god, she hoped Santana wouldn't go for her nose first.

"Hey San, come here" Brittany yelled at her best friend. The blonde cheerleader was lying on the counter with Artie peering up at her, a smirk on his face. "Take a shot off me" Thankfully the Latina backed off of Rachel and pranced over to her friend.

With his girlfriend and the other glee members distracted, Sam pulled Rachel towards the stairs. "Sam" she said, but he cut her off by pushing her against the wall. She peered through the drunken haze to realize that he was giving her that smile, or as she had named it. The Justin Bieber experience.

"We were awesome out there" He whispered into his ear

"Yes we were Sam. Although if we had sung the song in the right tempo and had all the right acoustics, I am sure it would enhance the overall performance" She babbled, while he was still caressing her cheek.

"Huh. So you do still talk like that even when you're wasted" He said, leaning closer to her so their foreheads were almost touching. His green eyes were mesmerizing and she really wanted him to kiss her. He leaned in and captured her lips and she found herself getting lost in the kiss, almost forgetting there was a party going on downstairs. He deepened the kiss and pressed himself into her, so her back touched the wall. This kiss was so much better than the first, and there was no Finn to interrupt. She felt him move against her, gripping her hips so she could wrap her legs around him. Her hands found their way under his shirt and he was slowing driving her crazy by caressing her thighs.

"Hey! Ken doll and Streisand. Can you take your little porno somewhere else? I've got the drunchies and you're standing in the way of feeding time"

They both pulled away from each other to see Lauren standing below them, eyebrows raised, hands on her hips and a scowl on her face.

Well, this night is about to get interesting" Rachel thought