Hey guys! Well this is my first time writing a fanfic in a while, and my first time writing a Glee one a matter of fact. I just started watching it last week, and in the matter of a weekend finished the whole series lol one because it was so good, and two because I really, really, like the whole Wemma relationship. So in between re watching episodes, I began to conjure up thoughts for a fanfic about it. Hope you like and please, please review; especially with suggestions, cause I am thinking of adding some Holly into it, but wasn't sure what you would wanna read about, so enjoy! :D

Disclamer: I do not own Glee or anything related to it

Chapter 1: From the Top!

Emma had been fixing the little things on her desk, as usual, making sure they were lined up precisely. Her mysophobia was getting better with the help of Dr. Carl Howell, but still, things were changing way too much. She needed something to hold on to. Something that kept her stable, and no matter how much of a mess her life was, everything around her, at the least, could be clean. She heard three, quiet knocks on the cold metal surrounding her doorway. All around her was glass, so she could easily see who was stopping by, someone she didn't expect.

It was Will. They hadn't talked in the longest. Their relationship started to go downhill, once she revealed the heartbreaking news to him of her boyfriend, Carl. He tried so hard, to win her back, but she had already decided they had their chance, and wouldn't be easily swayed back in, no matter how tempting Will Schuster may have been singing toxic, or being a prop in her rendition of Touch A Touch Me. Since then, she got married to Carl, and nothing was the same- except for how Will still felt about her. A matter a fact, he felt even stronger about Emma after realizing what it was like not having her in his life. Having to see her joy, with another guy, who didn't deserve her love.

"Hey Em… I know it's been a long time since I stopped by and-"

"Hi Will, what can I do for you?" She said smiling, however he couldn't read if it was sincere or just masking the tension between them. Emma was so straight forward with him now, even with the drunk dial being played all over the school, about how he loved the way her plastic gloves crinkled in the faculty room. Slowly, he walked in with a nervous look on his face. There she was, with her bright yellow cardigan, and pencil skirt hidden behind the desk between them. Only thing was- there was more than a desk stopping them.

"Well… I'm in the need for some, guidance." He remembered how much they used to talk, about personal problems. That was one of things he missed the most, having someone to confide to about his problems. Emma clasped her hands together on the organized desk and nodded.

Will sighed and got to the point. "Look. I have this friend and well- I don't even know if we are friends actually anymore. I have no clue where we stand, and it's killing me inside." His face was torn, full of emotions and regrets, of his past actions. And well, if he hadn't made those ignorant mistakes, things would be different.

"And you want my help?" She looked at him, biting her bottom lip. "Could you, um, tell me who this friend is?"

Clenching his fist, Will took a deep breath out of frustration. "You know Emma! Can we stop acting like strangers? I know you have moved on but…" Just the thought of her slowly drifting away from him was hard, but actually saying it made him sick to his stomach. He still had a place in his heart for her, even if the feeling wasn't mutual. "I- I never thought you'd stop being the one true friend I have."

He began to choke on his own words, whether it was his ride that he gave away to her so easily, or just reality taking its toll. After pondering his own thoughts, he looked up to find Emma, turned away from him. She had her eyes closed, hiding her emotions so well, like she normally did for the sake of not starting anything between them. Realizing how he must have sounded, he sighed and leaned in towards her.

"I'm sorry Emma. It's just… I miss how things used to be, you know, as friends. The one I always came to for help, the one who was Glee Club's biggest fan, the one who was there if I ever just wanted to chat." With that, he caught her attention, looking her right in the eyes. "I know things have been really awkward between us, but please... please say something so I understand."

Her eyes got real wide, as she began to blink. She responded with sincerity, for the first time in as long as she could remember, "I- I don't know what to say Will. You're … right I suppose." She gave him a half smile, like she used to. It made him happier than she knew though. It was weird now, with the positions switched. Before, Emma was fawning over Will, but now he is fawning over her, and they both knew that, as much as they denied it.

"So, um, what do you want from me?"

Will buried his face into the palm of his hands and let out a sigh of relief. He raised his eyebrows and responded. "Well, that was a start!" He laughed slightly, still not on a total kick of joy, for they had a long way to go. "How about we eat lunch together or something… like we used to?"

Every word he said was hesitant and shaky. He wanted so bad for this time around to work, with no strings attached; for now at least. Point blank, he needed her, she couldn't know that so easily though. No matter how flattering, it would make him look like and idiot, when it was obvious she wasn't worried about him anymore. Awaiting for an answer, he loosened his tie and fixed his silky vest. The nervousness was starting to get to him. He felt sweat starting to build on his forehead, not to mention it was kind of hot in there.

Emma wasn't so sure about that. Was this one of his attempts to reel her in, like so many other times? She'd hate to disappoint him though, even though he broke her heart before. Then again, she was doing the same to him, but not to hurt him or anything like that. She needed to move on, at least that's what she told herself, and Carl gave her a sense of protection. Work was getting a little lonely though, maybe a friendly relationship with Will, wouldn't be so hard to manage. Ah, what the heck. She nodded her head, as she squirted hand sanitizer into her hands.

"That sounds-" Her face soon turned into one of awe, as she jumped up in her seat. Will was even more dumbfounded.

"Did I say something wrong?" That's when he realized that she wasn't even looking at him, she was looking at the door way. Cautiously, he turned around to see a young man, in a dentist uniform. It was Carl, the man he hated the most. He turned back around and slummed his shoulders, sliding into the chair, looking at the ground.

"Carl! What- are you doing here?" Emma felt the need to break the tension that was rising. He winked at her and smiled and his charm that had first caught Emma's eye when he asked her out.

"Well, my patient cancelled their root canal, so I thought I'd visit my girl." He spoke with a hint of spite, and with a smirk on his faced, turned his attention to Will, who was trying hard to keep from saying anything.

When he spoke, you could tell how much he resented to act cool with Will. The feeling was mutual, but for the sake of Emma, he greeted him. "Hey Bro… long time no see!"

With that, and endless exchange of looks began between Emma and Will and back to Carl, leaving everyone dizzy and confused.

The end...

So uh, thats it! I usually write long chapters, but I tend to get a little boring, but if you want longer reads just lemme know. However at this rate, I can get up at least 2 chapters, maybe 3 a week. Btw, I come up with stuff as a write, but I always have an idea of what I wanna do next, and next chapter will be some Will and Carl tension lol and maayyybee some Wemma development. Thanks for reading xD