Author's Note: Hi, guys! Guess what! I decided to continue April Showers for you guys since iDefyGravity already said yes! So, I decided to leave chapter 1 and 2 alone, since there isn't anything I'm gonna change. We were gonna redo it in Will's POV, but we decided to leave it. Enjoy, and I'll see y'all at chapter 3!

Will Schuester listened to the rain pelting against his window, wondering where Emma was at this moment. She was probably at home cleaning. He didn't know why, but he loved Emma. She was so sweet and kind, and he had screwed up majorly. She had discovered that he had made out with Shelby and slept with April.

I wonder how April's doing, Will thought. The last time he had talked to her, she had been off to Broadway. She had given him her cell number before she left, saying she'd call him when she got there. She hadn't called yet.

He shook his head. I should be grading tests. He looked down at the desk and began grading Brittany's Spanish test. He didn't like believing that any student was hopeless, but if any student tested his belief, it was Brittany. He sighed, marking the first question wrong. And the next one. And the next one after that. He got about half way through her paper when he heard a knock at the door.

Please don't be Terri. He'd had a rough day and he really didn't want to have to deal with her. Lately, she'd been coming over trying to repair their marriage. He didn't know what was going through her head but he really didn't care. Sighing, he got up and answered the door.

"April." He was genuinely surprised to see the petite blond standing outside his door. She was dripping wet from the rain. "What are you doing here?"

"Can I come in?" Her voice sounded small. It was very un-April, and it scared him a little bit.

"Sure." He stepped away from the door and let her in. "What happened? I thought you were going to Broadway."

"I couldn't afford to."

"What do you mean? I thought Buddy's widow gave you two million dollars."

"Turns out he left all of the money to charity. Who would've thought the notorious philanderer would be such a great philanthropist?" She laughed bitterly and turned her head. It was then Will noticed the beginnings of a bruise on her cheek.

"April," he said, touching her cheek. "How did you get this?"

She stared at the floor. "Turns out my boyfriend doesn't want kids."

"What?" She was confusing him. And scaring him.

"I'm pregnant, Will." A tear made it's way down her cheek. "He gave me this and ten seconds to get out. I've been walking around out there for about an hour. I didn't know who else—" A sob escaped her lips and soon her small body was shaking with them.

"Shh. It's okay," Will said, pulling her close. "It's gonna be okay."

As soon as he got her to calm down, he realized that she wasn't just shaking from the sobbing. She was freezing. "April, you need to get into some dry clothes. I have some clothes that might fit you."

He walked into his bedroom and grabbed a pair of drawstring sweatpants and a t-shirt. He desperately wanted to punch the asshole who hurt April. Deciding that his anger was not what she needed right now, he took a deep breath to calm himself before walking back into the living room.

"Here you go," Will said, handing the clothes to April.

"Thanks Will," she replied. "Where's the bathroom?"

"Through that door." As soon as April was in the bathroom, he sat down on the couch. He couldn't believe the shape she was in.

Actually, thinking about it, he could. April, since he'd met her, hadn't had any respect or love for herself. It made him sad. She was beautiful and fun and just wonderful. Sure, she'd made her fair share of bad choices, but she was going to try to straighten herself out. He had no more time to think on the subject because April had just emerged from the bathroom.

"They're a little big, but it's okay," she said with a weak smile. She sat down next to him and rested her head against his shoulder. "You know, I've been sober for eight weeks. I wanted to go to a bar and get drunk tonight, but..." She sighed. "I don't know. For some reason, I couldn't."

"Hey, that's good." Will paused. "How many weeks along are you?"

"Seven." A bittersweet smile graced her features. "I'm not sure what I'm gonna do, Will. I don't know how to be a mom. I don't know how to be anything other than a performer or a drunk."

"We'll figure it out, okay?" Will put an arm around her shoulder. "It's gonna be okay."

"Can I stay here tonight?" April asked. "I don't have anywhere else to go and I don't want to be alone."

"Sure." He wasn't sure if it was the fact that she was his first crush or if it was because she desperately needed him, but he couldn't say no to her. He hadn't been able to since he met her.

"I found out a week ago that I was pregnant. I thought about having an abortion, I really did. But I couldn't do it."

"Oh." It was all he could manage to say.

"I knew how Ed would react, but I was hoping I was wrong."

"So this isn't the first time?"

"This is the first time it ever got physical."

Somehow her words didn't make him feel better. The fact that she'd let some guy tear her down like that made him sadder.

As I said, I left this and chapter 2 alone exams it required no changes, including a POV switch, so yeah. Review please! I 3 my readers!