Title: The Lining is Silver
Rating: T
Pairing: Will/Emma
Summary: Will and Emma have been married for five years. They have a two-and-a-half-year-old son, Christopher, who is the light of their life. Like every family they face challenges, but will they be able to over come them together?
After five years of marriage Will Shuester has learned a few things: One, He loves his wife and son more than he ever thought humanly possible. Two, his wife is, and will always be, right about everything. Three, he would love to have a house filled with little Emmas and Wills.
If you asked Emma Shuester six years ago how she thought her life would turn out she would have told you that she had no idea how her life would turn out. She definitely never pictured herself as a wife to a loving man, or a mother to a perfect little boy with curling brown hair. No, she probably would have given you some story about a lonely, pathetic, mysophobe who was incapable of having a normal loving relationship.
Emma quietly stood up from the rocking chair she had been sitting in while reading her son his favorite bedtime story. Juggling the sleeping two-and-a-half-year-old in her arms she attempted to put the book back on the bookshelf. She laid her son, Christopher, in his new 'big boy' bed she and Will had just purchased for him. They had a very skilled climber on their hands. She tucked him in, placed a kiss to his forehead, and quietly exited the room. She made her way down the hall to the family room that was the center of their ever shrinking apartment. Will was on the couch, sipping a beer and watching the latest baseball game. She joined him on the couch, curling herself up into his embrace.
"How's our little monkey?" Will kissed the top of her head and stroked her fiery curls
"Sound asleep" Emma placed her hand on Wills chest, feeling for his heartbeat. "The trip to the aquarium really tired him out."
"Christopher seemed to really enjoy looking at all the fish. Maybe we should get him a gold fish.'" Will took a sip of his beer.
"And who is going to explain to Christopher what happened when the fish dies three days later?" She smiled
"There is a reason they only cost ten cents Em. We'll just replace it. He'll never know the difference"
"You're awful. You'd lie to your son like that? You awful, awful man." She teased. She looked up into his eyes and smiled.
" Want to know a secret?" Will asked. Emma nodded " Your awfully pretty."
Emma blushed. She sat up and took Wills beer from his hand and placed it on the coffee table, under a coaster of course. She pulled his lips to hers and kissed them passionately. He reciprocated her actions by running his fingers through her red curls. Just as things were heating up Will felt a tap on his knee. He pulled away from his wife to find his son clutching his blanket and his thumb in his mouth.
"Hey little man, what are you doing out of bed?" Will got up off the couch and scooped his son up into his arms
" I think there is a monster under my bed Daddy." The little boy rested his head on his dads shoulder.
"Lets go check it out."
Emma watched as her husband carried their son, spaceship style, back to his room to check for monsters. She seized this time to go to her and Wills room and change into a pale yellow nightgown. By the time she had finished with her nightly hygienic routine, brushing her teeth and washing her face, Will had returned to their bed room. Upon seeing Emma in her nightgown Will had his arms wrapped around her. Together they fell into bed and consummated their love for one another.
Emma washed her hands in the sink of the little bathroom. She grabbed the box that she had brought into the bathroom with her and returned to the family room where her son was still contently coloring on the craolya mess proof mat. She placed the box on the coffee table and sat down to join her son. She looked at her son's work of art, more so the blobs of color that covered the mat.
"Wow Christopher that looks really good. Is it outer space?" She ruffled her sons curly brown hair
"No Mommy! It's the ocean. Look at the fishy" He pointed to the giant orange blob in his picture
"Oh wow! Well it looks very nice Chris." She stood up from the floor, grabbed the box from the coffee table and went to the little kitchen that was in the adjoining room. She pulled the contents from the box and examined it carefully, a smile spread across her lips.
" Mommy! Look, all done." Christopher bounded into the kitchen, drawing in hand. Emma bent down and hoisted her sun into her arms, resting him on her hip.
"Hey, I have an idea honey, how about we go visit Daddy at work and you can give it to him and then I can tell my two boys my special news." Christopher smiled and ran to the coat closet to get his jacket and shoes.
They pulled into the parking lot at William McKinley High School. Emma unbuckled Christopher and let him slide out of the car seat. She took her son's hand and together they walked into the school, signed in at the main office, and went to look for Will. They arrived at his office. The door was ajar so Emma let go of Christophers hand allowing him to run to his Dad.
Will looked up from his paper work that he had been filling out and smiled at the sight of his wife and son entering his office.
"Daddy look! I painted you a picture." Christopher brandished his picture in front of his dads face. Will took the picture from his son and tacked it to the bulletin board along with a collection of other works of art by his son.
Emma pulled a lunch box from her oversized "mommy" purse from which she pulled out three peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Laying down napkins on Will's desk, to avoid contact with the germs that undoubtedly covered the surface. Emma set the sandwiches down along with some grapes and crackers. She pulled out a juice box for Christopher and some lemonade for herself and Will. They ate together as a happy family.
"So, I actually have some news to share with you Will." There was a thud as Christopher sent his toy car speeding off the chair he had been using as a road. Emma pulled a disinfecting wipe from her bag, picked up the car, wiped it off, and handed it back to her son.
"You know how I haven't been feeling one hundred percent for the last few weeks, well I thought that maybe, just maybe, there might be a specific reason for that because you know better then anyone I never get sick." Will grasped her hand and squeezed it lovingly.
"Sweetie you're rambling. What ever it is you can tell me."
Emma looked to her son, who was making racecar noises, playing with his toys. " I'm pregnant Will. We're going to have another baby"
Will pulled his wife into a passionate embrace.
"I'm so happy Emma, I wanted to talk to you about maybe having more kids. I wasn't sure if you wanted more though. Are you okay with this? Having another baby?" A look of concern crossed Emma's face as she remembered the hardships of her first pregnancy, but that was before, and this is now.
"Yes. I want this Will. I'm different now Will. I've grown as a person because of you. I can handle things now that I had a hard time with the first time." She gave him a peck on the lips. "Will we're having another baby!"