Hey guys :D I'm co-writing this story with my friend Hayley (rainyday505). We hope you like it! :) Just a little info before we begin- Will and Emma are living together because he had no where else to go after the divorce. This is set NEXT new year. Will and Emma are in a relationship.

*Emma's POV*

I woke up the morning and ran straight to the bathroom, feeling nauseous as soon as I woke up. I hear Will knock on the bathroom door. "Is everything okay Em? I am throwing up so profusely that I can't answer. I feel hot tears stream down my face because of the mess, and the germs. "Emma?" I hear Will yell again. The doorknob wiggles and he steps in. When he sees me throwing up he holds back my hair and rubs my back until I stop. "Here." he says, handing me a cup full of mouthwash. I smile in thanks and gratefully grab the cup, hoping to rid my mouth of the taste. Will then hands me my tooth brush, and I brush my mouth three times before I feel it is clean again.

"Thanks Will" I say, smiling "I think I'm coming down with something..." He grabs the thermometer from the medicine cabinet and takes my temperature. He shows me the screen. "98.3? How can it only be 98.3?" I say.

"I don't know, maybe you just had a bad dinner last night." Will says, trying to re-assure me. We move out to the kitchen and Will makes pancakes and bacon. After eating, I feel sick again. I run to the bathroom and begin to throw up again. Will and I repeat the process again, and afterwards I take a long, hot shower in an attempt to get clean after throwing up for so long. The rest of the day goes by slowly, because it was a Saturday, neither of us had work.

I wake up the next morning feeling better than yesterday, but I still have nausea and I throw up again. When Will goes to the store, I decide to check possible sicknesses I could have without and other symptoms other than throwing up and dizziness. One sticks out.

Pregnancy.

I get my keys and jacket and run to the local drug store, hoping to get home before Will does. I buy the test and rush home, hoping that this nightmare won't come true. The minutes pass by slowly. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. When it is finally time to check, I nervously walk to the counter top and lift up the stick. The result stuns me at first, and then I lock myself in my bedroom and sob. Reality hits me like a brick. I'm pregnant.

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"5... 4... 3... 2... 1... HAPPY NEW YEAR!" Will and I say simultaneously. He pulls me towards him for a New Years kiss. Things get pretty heated pretty quickly and before I realize it, we are in my bedroom, undressing each other. I don't do anything to stop it, and neither does he. We are both too intoxicated to notice what's going on, or to notice what's really going on, anyway. In the morning we wake up, still naked, still lying next to each other, our memories too hazy to know what really went on last night.

"W-Will?" I ask, my voice trembling.

"Yeah, Em?"

"W-what did we do last night?" I ask, trying to keep from crying.

"I don't know. I can't remember... but whatever we did... I'm sorry..." Will said as he pulled a sheet around himself and walked to the guest room, where he had been staying since we first started dating.

"Will, its not your fault..." I say quietly as I burst into tears.

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"Em?" Will asked compassionately, knocking on my bedroom door. "You in there?"

"Uhm, yeah Will hold on a sec." I say, stifling back tears.

"Are you okay honey?" Will asks through the door.

"Uhm, no not really." I say, looking in the mirror at my reflection. I know I can't face him because I would just burst into tears all over again.

"Do you want to talk about it? I mean you of all people should know, its not good to keep your emotions bottled up..." Will said. I know he's right but I don't want to tell him.

"Will, can you just, go away?" I say, knowing it will hurt him, but I need some more time to process what is going on.

"Emma, please don't push me away." Will says, trying to reason with me. I unlock the door and he walks in, pulling me into a tight hug. "Take your time." he whispers into my hair. We stand like that for what seems like an eternity.

"I'm pregnant..." I whisper so quietly I fear he can't hear me, even in the silent room.

"For real?" Will asks with tears pricking in the corners of his eyes.

"Yes." I say, smiling.

"Are you positive, I mean I don't want a repeat of what happened with Terri."

"How could you honestly think I'd be that shallow?" I ask, hurt by his accusation.

"No, Emma of course I don't. I'm sorry, its just after being lied to, I kind of expected that, you know beacause-" I cut him off with a kiss. It was one of the most passionate kisses had experienced in all my life. "Emma, I didn't go to the store to just get groceries." he got down on one knee and held out a small, black box. "Emma Pillsbury, will you marry me?"

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