So... This is the new sequel! Tell me if you like it or not because I had writers block for a while and only just thought of this! (This fanfic is based 4 years later, so, Jonathan and Eleanor are 9 and Ruby is 4.)

Chapter 1- One year prior...

Emma, Will and their three children Jonathan, Eleanor and Ruby, were sat at the dining table, enjoying their family meal. That was until Will started murmuring about the food.

"Eurgh, this, again." He mumbled, looking at his casserole.

"What was that?" Emma asked, trying to keep her patience.

"Nothing, sweetheart." Will gave Emma a sarcastic grin. The children looked confused.

"Well, that's good then, isn't it." She replied, sharply.

Emma and Will's relationship had been like this a while now... Some may say "on the rocks". Emma had been taking anti-depressants, which made her a lot more moodier, but she often kept it under control. They had been bickering nearly everday and they often found the other half on the sofa instead of the bed they were supposed to share. Emma knew he had been seeing another woman for some time now, and Will knew she knew. I suppose the subject was never really brought up. To be truthful; the only reason they were still together was because of their children. They both knew the kids would all be devastated if "mummy" and "daddy" didn't love each other enough to even live together. Simply put, they just didn't love one another anymore.

The Schuester residence turned quiet. Interrupting the silence, Will threw his knife and fork to the table, stood up and tucked the chair in. He walked over to the fridge to grab a beer out and he sat on the sofa watching football. Emma and the children finished their meal silently. As Emma stood up to take the plates to the kitchen, she turned to Will.

"Will? Please can you take your plate to the dishwasher?"

"Do it yourself, lazy cow." Emma was taken back by his comment.

"Johnny, Ellie, Ruby, I would like you to go to bed now." Emma asked the children, trying to hold back the tears.

"But, what about desert?" Jonathan asked, shocked that they were being sent to bed as early as 7 o'clock in the evening.

"Just go to bed. Now." She replied, her temper growing.

"But-"

"NO BUT'S, JONATHAN! GO TO YOUR BED, NOW! ALL OF YOU!" The tears streamed down Emma's face as the children ran upstairs. Jonathan, Eleanor and Ruby were all sat at the top of the stairs as they could hear the start of another argument coming on.

"That was uncalled for, don't you think?" Will asked.

"Cut to the chase, Will. You know exactly why my temper is like that and it doesn't help when you do nothing around the house and call me names. That is just plain childish." Will placed his beer down on the table and stood up.

"What did you say? How dare you have the cheek to call ME childish!" He snapped back.

"I can call you whatever I want, considering you do. This isn't just your house. It is all of ours and you are just being plain selfish!"

"You are such a pathetic woman! Why the hell did I marry you in the first place!? Selfish? No. Wanting to be happy in the place I live is not being selfish. And living with you, is not making me happy." Emma gasped, and so did the three children. Emma started sobbing uncontrollably.
"Grab ahold of yourself, woman! Stop whinging! You know we haven't loved each other for a while now, so get over it!"

"You married me because I was the only one who was there for you when your first wife lied to you about being pregnant! I was always there for you, rain or shine, and you liked the thought of having someone always around! Of course we haven't loved each other for a while! Do you know why that is? BECAUSE YOU HAVE BEEN SLEEPING WITH ANOTHER WOMAN! I am obviously not good enough for you and neither is 3 children because it looks as though you are trying to populate the whole world!" Will inched towards Emma, pushing her into the dining room table. He lifted a dinner plate up and smashed it onto the table, right next to Emma. Emma was unsure of what he was going to do next.
"Go on! Hit me! I bet you would like that!" She shivered.

"I am many things. But I am definitely not a woman beater." Will's anger grew. He walked upstairs and Emma followed. The children ran into their rooms before they could be noticed.

"What are you doing?" Emma asked, worried.

"Packing." He replied quickly.

"For what? Where are you going?" Will finished packing and he ran downstairs. He picked up his coat, put his shoes on and walked towards the door.
"NO! Will! I'm sorry! Please don't leave me! Please! I promise I will be a better wife! Please! Will!" He turned to face Emma. A tear rolled down his cheek.

"I'm sorry." His face remained expressionless.

"How am I going to provide for three children on my own!? What about the kids, Will! They need a father!" She was getting desperate now.

Will kept moving towards the door. Emma grabbed his arm and he turned around, just a few centimetres infront of the door. He placed a hand on Emma's cheek and wiped away the tears. He removed the hair on her face delicately before placing a light kiss on her forehead. Emma grabbed Will's neck and pulled him close so she could whisper in his ear.

"Please don't leave..." Her voice trembled. Will grabbed the door knob and turned to face the door. The door swung open and he stepped outside. He turned around once more and faced Emma.

"Goodbye, Emma." Then he walked. And walked. And he didn't stop.

"WILL! NO! COME BACK!" She screamed into the streets, sobbing her heart out.

She fell to her knees and placed her head in her hands. Her life seemed as if it was over. Her, once, love of her life had just walked away from everything they had been through. He had walked away from the memories, the fights, the happiness... And most importantly; Her and their children. How was Emma to cope on her own with three children? She could barely look after herself before she met Will! And then there was work... Sharing a work place with your ex-husband? Shall we call him that now? That was bound to go down well...

The light pitter-patter of feet came running down the stairs and towards Emma. Eleanor shut the door, as Ruby and Jonathan sat next to Emma. She pulled the three children into a hug.

"Mum? Where did dad go?" Jonathan asked, confused as to what just happened.

"I... I don't quite know, Johnny." She was telling the truth. She didn't know where he had gone. But she did know one thing...

He wasn't coming back.