Disclaimer: If I owned Glee. Obviously.
Just a little idea that came to my mind ^^
Thanks to aggie for being my beta!
Is he mine, Emma?
"I'm pregnant" she had told him.
She actually was. You could tell how her body was changing. She was totally beautiful, more beautiful than Will had ever seen her. He wanted nothing more than to look at her every single second of the day. Sometimes, he even forgot they were in the teacher's lounge in the middle of the lunch time.
But she was moody too. Someday she didn't even say a word. Others day, she was just radiant. Hormones, she explained. She clarified it before letting him know she was expecting.
Anyway, he didn't mind. Maybe, it was because he would say goodbye to her when the work shift ended. Perhaps, it was because it was easy to be nice with someone who just saw a couple hours at day.
He didn't like it. It was the thing he hated the most about her pregnancy. She came back home to another man; she went back to Carl. He was the one cuddling with her at night; the one hearing her woke up at 5 in the morning because she was feeling sick.
Yes, she was having a baby. Will's baby? Carl's baby? He wanted to ask her so badly. Since the moment he knew, he wasn't able to think about anything else. After all, they had slept together. But she had slept with her husband too. If only she had said it...
She was already six months and still didn't say a thing. But Will waited. He did it because he was so desperate to find out she was carrying his child. She had let him rub her belly under her clothes and talk to it. Later, she had let him make love to her and her baby. That was the most sublime moment of his life, with his woman in his arms, naked, panting and pregnant. He had felt it moving inside her. Gosh, he loved the baby so much. He loved her so much.
She would be in labor the next time they´d see each other. They had met at the café. She wasn't working and she missed him so she had phoned him. Now, there they were, talking and laughing while drinking juice. He caressed her cheek with his thumb and she shivered under his touch. Then, it all started. Her scared look made him sit her on his car and drive to the hospital. She took deep breaths never letting his hand go. He wasn't leaving her alone so he lied and told to the doctor he was the father. She seemed to agree and they let him come with her.
He told her to push so she did. Her forehead was sweaty, her hair was a mess. Who cared? She was giving birth; she was having her baby. But she screamed over and over again meanwhile. It was hard. Finally, someone put the little creature in her arms. Will had never seen her happier.
He sat in the room by her side when they were cleaned up. Emma was breastfeeding her baby while caressing his soft skin. She looked so tired; she looked so radiant. He stretched out his fingers to caress the baby too and then her hand. She smiled widely at him.
He had called her husband while she had been out. He could arrive at any moment and his perfect family would be over. Will didn't want him to come to steal the woman and the kid. His woman and his kid.
"Is he mine, Emma?" Will asked. He needed to know now. He needed to know if he had a chance to recover her and his happiness. But all she did was smile while a tear fell down her face.
