A/N: Hello Wemmites! This is my first published Glee fanfiction, I've written a couple others but this is the first I've typed up, sorry for the shortness of this first chapter but they will get longer and please forgive grammatical errors, it's about midnight or so here so my brain isn't very awake. Haha anyways, you'll be seeing a lot more wemma from me! They has become my OTP!

Chapter One: Going Back To School Is Easier Than You Think

Emma slowly stirred from a pleasant slumber and rolled her neck unconsciously, trying to bury her head into the pillow further, she didn't want to get up. It was the first day of the school year for her and her boyfriend of about two months now, but she still did not want to get up. Emma slowly untangled herself out of her boyfriend's embrace hopefully not to wake him and hopefully not to upset her stomach. The same stomach that held their child.

Their child.

Emma was carrying their child.

It made her so happy to think that thought, even if she had been scared out of her wits when she first found out, Will had found her curled up on the cold hard tile of his bathroom floor, a positive pregnancy test clutched in her fist. Emma unconsciously moved a hand to her stomach as she mused and though she wasn't showing yet, her doctor told her she could tell because her lower stomach's skin was hardening, and it was, and she couldn't be happier.

Emma was about to get up and shower, as per usual but she was pulled back down completely by her boyfriend as he nuzzled his face in her neck and placed his hand over hers on her still flat stomach, "good morning, beautiful. Do you think we could get away with calling in sick to Figgins? I'm pretty sure I'm love-sick so…" Emma rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's suggestion and kissed his cheek.

"Nope, and I need to start getting ready, don't you even try it while I'm in the bath…" Emma didn't have time to finish her sentence because nausea finally kicked in and she bolted for the bathroom, the morning sickness finally coming to her that morning.

Will was hot on her heels and prepared a cold wash cloth and grabbed a ponytail holder for her. Will knelt down behind his girlfriend and brush her hair back as she wretched into the toilet and put the wash cloth on the back of her neck, hearing her hiss at the cold contact to her skin but then continued with the morning sickness; as she did so, Will pulled her shoulder length hair back in a messy bun and kissed her head. "It's okay, Em, I'm here and this is perfectly normal." He reminded her, like he did every morning since the morning sickness started.

Usually things were easy when it came to this, after the morning sickness, Will would take sometimes even carry Emma back to bed and tuck her in then hold her close and let her fall asleep again, then let her eat only bland things like regular oatmeal and saltines. It made him a little sad that today was different, it was the first day of school and no one knew about their relationship much less Emma being five weeks pregnant! They were planning on telling Figgins about their relationship but until Emma finished out her first trimester, their lips were going to stay sealed about their bun in the oven.

"I hate this," came a mumble from Emma, Will couldn't escape a smile forming on his lips, "I know you're smiling, I can practically hear it," Will chuckled a little at how amusingly cranky Emma could get in the morning.

"I'm sorry, babe." He kissed the back of her head then Emma lifted her own, morning sickness done, for now. She stood up on wobbly legs and Will steadied her, wrapping and arm around her waist from behind and rested his hand protectively over her stomach, "brush your teeth, I'll go get you some Sprite."

"Will, you know I don't like carbonated drinks," she gave him a sad puppy look.

"It's gonna help your nausea a lot, Em, besides, it tastes good and you'll only have to drink it to help you feel better, not because you just want one, for now that is."

Emma contemplated his words then nodded, "okay," and with a peck to her forehead, he was off to get her a Sprite from the fridge. Emma quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face, taking the wash cloth off her neck and then turned sideways, pulling up the pink tank top she was wearing and smiled, running her hand over the still flat planes of her stomach, her and Will's baby resided in there and Emma just wanted to jump up and down with happiness at the thought. When she realized that she'd be carrying a piece of Will around with her all day while at school, it made going back to school much easier to face.

A/N2: Now honestly I'm not sure if you can tell at five weeks but I've seen it done in other fics so I'm winging it there, but yay! A wemmlet and lots of wemma fluff, this fic will contain just that, I'm not sure if it'll contain other pairings, it may give intimations but Wemma will be the main focus over all. I'd love to hear suggestions of what should happen next cause I'm a little stuck myself.

Marisa