Hey, Guys, I've been having writer's block for my other stories lately but this idea came to mind and since Fixing Things took a lot less time time to right and was loved so much I figured why not? I also apologize for making you guys wait so long. I recently moved and we're remodeling so, that plus no wifi means I can't post as much as I'd like to :( Anyways, this is starting off as a one-shot sort of but feel free to ask for more 3

I also don't own Glee...but a girl can dream :)

Artie was slightly worried. He had been waiting for Esmeralda for quite some time now but she was still nowhere in sight. Suddenly his cell phone buzzed notifying him of a pending text. He sighed at its contents.

I'm sorry I'm late. Don't wait up.

He wasn't going to reply, he never bothered when it came to these particular texts from her. He eventually left his post by her locker after waiting a few more minutes, just in case, and wheeled himself to the choir room. Glee Club was waiting.

He was surprised to find her there, patiently waiting in her now official seat next to where he usually settled in his chair. She gave him a sheepish smile before looking down at her lap in embarrassment. He knew she felt a bit guilty only because he had waited and she hadn't showed. Again.

After New York their relationship seemed off. He didn't want to think too much on it. He was afraid his imagination would conjure up the worst possible scenarios. He couldn't help but feel self-conscious about the fact that he was in a wheel chair and no one else in their group of friends was. She seemed to notice the worry slowly creeping out from his eyes onto the entirety of his face.

She slipped her hand onto his lap and laced their fingers together. "I love you." she said and she knew that the words rang truer than ever.

Artie's eyes widened. This felt like the first time Es had ever said those words. Even if it hadn't been his heart still swelled in his chest much like the day they had shared their first kiss.

"I love you too, Es" he answered and she beamed. It was his turn to feel guilty now, for thinking anything had been wrong so that's how they stayed the rest of the Glee Club meeting, holding hands and smiling. The guilt wasn't enough to overcome the nagging feeling that still swam around in his head though.

When the meeting was over and Es went up to Puck for a little bit of socializing, only to end the conversation with an embrace that lasted longer than any of Puck's normal instances of non-make out PDA , the feeling got worse.