Disclaimer: I obviously do not own Glee. If I did then I would take Mark Salling out of the show and keep him for myself :)

I joke.

Also I don't own the song. It belongs to Billy Paul.
Now enjoy!

Me and Mrs. Jones

Chapter One

It was a new start for Sam Evans. Summer break had ended and it was the first day back in McKinley. And for the first time in ages, Sam was happy. He didn't know how long it would last but for the time being he was in high spirits.

Sam walked through the McKinley corridors and into the Auditorium. He was early to school because he wanted to meet Mercedes before any of the other Glee members. Ahh Mercedes... Sam thought to himself and he couldn't help but let a little chuckle escape his mouth. Sam took centre stage as he looked around himself. Nobody was there apart from the orchestra and it was the perfect time for Sam to admit just how he really felt about his clandestine relationship. As happy as he was, Sam couldn't help but shake the feeling that everything could be better if people knew about his secret liaisons with Mercedes.

Sam grabbed a chair and sat back in the middle of the stage. The lights dimmed as if they could sense he was feeling low and the orchestra began to play. It was a soft, gentle jazz tune that Sam knew all too well. A single spotlight fell upon Sam and he stared ahead of himself whispering the first line of the song...

Me and Mrs Jones

Sam stood up from his chair and began to address the empty seats around him. Using only them as his audience he continued his song.

We got a thing going on.
We both know that it's wrong,
But it's much too strong to let it go now

We meet ev'ry day at the same cafe,
Six-thirty I know she'll be there.
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans,
While the jukebox plays our favourite song.

Sam sat on the edge of the stage while he sang those lines. He began to reminisce about the great times he had had with Mercedes in the summer break. They would meet inside the Lima Bean every single day without fail at 6:30pm. And every single day without fail, Sam would find the money to put into the jukebox so Mercedes could listen to her favourite song 'Me and Mrs. Jones'. When they were seated staring at each other from across the table and holding hands, that was the only time when they felt safe. There was something about Mercedes presence that made Sam feel as though nobody could hurt them. It wasn't that he needed Mercedes to fight his battles or anything, he just felt relaxed with her. It felt so natural. So they had decided, if they stayed in that sort of relationship where nobody knew then they could always feel like that. Right?

Sam didn't really mind, he thought it was like being on a mission. A secret mission. When he told Mercedes this she just giggled and told him he was So cute Sammy! Sam was sure that Mercedes just humoured him most of the time...

Me and Mrs, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones
We got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong to let it go now

We gotta be extra careful
That we don't build our hopes too high
Cause she's got her own obligations and so do I

Sam moved back into the spotlight in the middle of the stage once again and sat cross legged. He thought about how careful he and Mercedes were all the time. They tried extra hard not to bump into anyone they knew in the coffee shop, especially from Glee Club. But the trouble was, no matter how much time they spent together laughing it never seemed to be enough. Sam would either have to leave because he couldn't leave his parents in the lurch for so long. They were finding it hard to look after Sam and his brother and sister, AND look for work every day. Or Mercedes would have to leave because of her commitment to church. Sam even went with her once in the holidays. It wasn't his cup of tea...

Me, me and Mrs, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones

Sam stood up and from the stage once more and tears began to roll down his cheeks. He thought he was happy, but it turns out that keeping his relationship a secret was having a bigger strain on him than he even realised. Sam had to voice his feelings, it was now or never. So as the tears continued to fall Sam began to belt his heart out.

Well, it's time for us to be leaving
And it hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
And now she'll go her way, I'll go mine
But tomorrow we'll meet at the same place, the same time

Sam hung his head as he whispered the last line of the song.

Me and Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones

The spotlight suddenly vanished causing Sam to squint and he stood there blinded for a minute before wiping his cheek and picking up his backpack. As Sam went to leave the auditorium he heard a faint clapping coming from one of the stands. Sam once again quickly composed himself and snapped out of his thoughts. Someone other than the orchestra had obviously been listening to his very private confession. Suddenly Sam felt small and vulnerable; he didn't know what would happen or even who this mystery person was.

"When are you going to tell the Glee Club?" the voice spoke nonchalantly. Sam immediately recognised the voice yet still could not see where it was coming from. Panic set in Sam's mind.

"I-I-I'm s-sorry. Really, I'm sorry." Sam stuttered as he ran offstage unable to look back, leaving the other person alone with their thoughts for a while. Once outside the Auditorium Sam dashed along towards the boys toilets. He scurried inside a stall and locked the door. Sam put down the lid to the toilet seat and sat on the edge.

"Now she knows... My life just got a whole lot harder." Sam muttered to himself.