"Um, Emma," Will Shuester said as he knocked on the door of Emma Pillsbury's office.

"Yes, Will?" She said. The words felt good on her tongue. They'd barley spoken in weeks. She'd told her crush that they couldn't- well she didn't know what they had been doing, but with what Ken told her, she knew it had stop. But now that it was gone, she discovered that she had loved it.

" I need some help." He stated, sounding nervous.

"That's what I'm here for." She said, with a smile and a large exhale.

He sat down in the comfortable chair across from Emma's desk.

" Well, I think I lost my best friend. I was hitting on her, and it was wrong of me because I'm married. But I am crazy about her. And what makes it worse, a few days after she told me that she was going to go out with someone else, I found out my wife was lying to me about her pregnancy, which was the only reason I stayed with her all this time-"

"I think that she….feels the same way." Emma cut him off. "I also think that, uh, maybe the man she tried going out with, just wanted to take advantage of her. And because of that, she isn't going out with him."

"She feels the same way?" Will said with a smile.

It took every single ounce of Emma's courage to do what she did.

"Absolutely," she whispered as she leaned over her desk to plant a kiss on his lips.

"Thanks for your guidance, counselor." And with that, (and a butterscotch candy from the basket on her desk) he was gone, and was only to be seen later that night, at their janitorial session.