A/N: Hey everyone! So I'm here with another story! I had this idea in my head since I watched the two part 100th episode. I felt kind of sad to see the choir room go so I wanted to make a story with the idea of what it could be like with Will going to New York. This is set in season five at the 100th episode and is going to be a short mutli-chapter story. Hope you all like it and please read and review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. That belongs to Ryan Murphy and Fox.

Will looked around the choir room with a sullen face. It was empty, completely and utterly empty. No more red chairs, no more piano and no more kids. It was a strange feeling but that was the reality Will had to except ever since the glee club lost at nationals.

Sue demanded the club be disbanded, claiming that clubs who did not place first had to be cut from the budget. Will fought hard against her even with the help of old friends such as Holly and April, but rules were rules and Will backed down after realizing it would be a lost cause.

Still, though, he wished he would have tried harder. They were so close to achieving their goal again and he wasn't done teaching his kids all the joy that music could bring to someone. At least the silver lining was that he would soon have his own kid to teach that lesson to. A week prior, Emma had told him she was pregnant and that they were expecting their first child.

He was thrilled with the news, ecstatic even that he was going to have a family that he could finally call his own and even better be with a woman that he loved and who loved him.

That was the bright side of his future, a child with the woman he loved, but as for his career, he wasn't sure what was in store for him. Sue set him up with a job interview to coach Vocal Adrenaline, but he didn't think he could. Even though the New Directions were over, he still felt a bit of betrayal if he jumped ship. Vocal Adrenaline had always been their biggest competitors and it didn't feel right to lead them to victory when he failed to do that with his own kids.

"Mr. Schue," a light friendly voice said, pulling him out of his thoughts as he stared deeply around the choir room. He turned to the voice with a smile of his own.

"Hi, Rachel," Will said as he watched her walk over to him. "I thought you would be gone by now, back to work on Funny Girl," Will commented with a grin.

"I'm leaving in a few hours, but I wanted to say good bye and to give you these," Rachel said as she held up two tickets to opening night.

"What's this?" Will asked with a smile as he grabbed the pair of tickets from her grasp, reading them over carefully.

"Two tickets to opening night. I know New York is a bit far to travel but I was thinking that you and Mrs. Schuester would like to go. I've invited some of the others too so it could be some type of reunion even," Rachel explained but Will cut her off with excitement.

"Rachel, I would love to go. I wouldn't miss it," he beamed as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Great, thank you," Rachel replied happily.

"I'm so proud of you, Rachel," Will replied sincerely after a moment's pause. "You're out living your dream and accomplishing something huge. I know you're going to be a star because of this," Will complimented as his grip on Rachel's shoulder became a bit tighter. Rachel looked up at him with a smile.

"Well, I couldn't have done it without you and everyone that came in this room. It's actually kind of sad looking at all the empty space now, isn't it?" Rachel asked as Will quietly nodded in agreement, removing his hand from her shoulder.

"It won't be the same, that's for sure," Will replied thinking that even with the new kids, glee club felt different. They got along fine with each other, but they lacked the star power the original kids had, and where he would never tell them that, he thought it at every practice.

"Ever since Finn, everything's been different," Rachel commented, making Will look over to her with concern. Rachel hadn't spoken much about Finn since his death, making him all the more interested in what she was going to say. Seeing she was relatively quiet, Will asked her a question first.

"How have you been?" he asked. "I mean about," Will added but Rachel cut him off, understanding his question.

"Okay I guess. I still talk to him every day and cry every now and then, but I think with every day, I feel a bit better. I can't help but feel disappointed though knowing that he won't be there on my big night like we always dreamed," Rachel said as she directed her attention to the floor, not wanting her former teacher to see her cry, even though he had many times before.

"He will be there though, Rachel, and I know it sounds corny, but he'll be there in spirit on that stage with you as you sing every note," Will said, squeezing her shoulder again tightly for comfort.

"I know, but it's not the same Mr. Schue," Rachel replied with a slight frown.

"I know it doesn't make up for it, but I'll be there for you," Will said with a smile. "Always, and I said this to Finn once but he never did do it, but you can start calling me Will," Will offered seeing her face light up a bit at his request.

"Thank you, Will," Rachel said making a slight face at the way his name sounded on her lips. "That sounds a bit weird saying it out loud," she added with a laugh.

"Yeah, it will take some time getting used to but I consider us friends now, if that's okay with you?" Will asked making sure he didn't step over any boundaries that remained between them when they were teacher and student.

"I would like that," Rachel replied causing Will to smile in return. "So what's in store for you now that Glee club is over?" Rachel asked as Will deeply sighed.

"Sue set me up with an interview for Vocal Adrenaline," Will replied cautiously, making Rachel stare at him open mouthed.

"Really? You're going to coach the biggest show choir in Ohio?" Rachel exclaimed with happiness whereas Will thought she would be mad.

"I might. I thought you would be mad?" Will asked, a bit relieved that she wasn't.

"Why would I be mad? It's a great opportunity for you," Rachel commented.

"I don't know. It just feels like I'm betraying the team," Will said as he ran a hand over his neck, a bit frustrated.

"There is no more team," Rachel sadly pointed out as she glanced over the empty room.

"I know but I don't know. Maybe there's something else out there for me than teaching a glee club," Will said.

"Broadway," Rachel suggested. He was going to try that once before, so why not try again?

"That would mean moving to New York and I don't see Emma packing everything up especially with a new baby on the way," Will said, not denying the suggesting of moving to the big city. He had always wanted Broadway but never followed his dream. With no direction on what to do, maybe he was being offered the chance again.

"Congratulations, by the way. I don't think I told you personally about your baby," Rachel said with a smile. "And I'm sure you'll think of something," Rachel reassured.

"Yeah, I'm sure I will and thank you," Will said with a smile. "But anyways, I better get going. Emma's expecting me home with some groceries," he added after a pause, while Rachel nodded in understanding.

"And I should get going to the airport. It's nice to see you again, Will," Rachel said still feeling a bit odd using him first name but a flutter of excitement at the same time.

"You too, Rachel, I love seeing you guys all come back for me," Will said as he leaned in to give her a hug. Rachel wrapped her arms tightly around him, briefly closing her eyes as her head rested in the crook of his shoulder.

"See you later, Rach. Keep doing your thing," Will said with a smile as Rachel began to walk out of the room after they pulled apart.

"I will, I promise," Rachel replied as she flashed him a smile before walking out completely. Once she was gone, Will turned back around with a smile of his own. He looked around the choir room one last time, taking everything in. He bent over while opening his arms and gave a bow to the empty room.

As he stood back up, he walked slowly over to the lights and as he dimmed the room, said one last good-bye to the place he considered a home.

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Will arrived home about an hour and a half after he and Rachel parted ways. He held a couple of bags of groceries in his hands as he made the way up the stairs to his apartment. Taking out his keys in a skilled maneuver, he opened the door.

"Hey, Em," Will called out. "Can you come help me with these?" he asked after he struggled to get his shoes off, afraid that if he continued the bags would spill over onto the floor.

"Em?" Will called out again, a bit surprised that she hadn't answered him. Successfully taking off his shoes though, he made his way to the kitchen and placed the grocery bags down on top of the counter.

When all the bags were safely on top of the kitchen surface, Will scrunched his face as he looked around the room for his wife.

When she wasn't in the kitchen, he made his way back to their bedroom, slowly pushing open the door that led to their bathroom. As it opened, he found Emma, vigorously cleaning.

"Emma?" Will questioned, not sure what to think. He hadn't seen his wife act like this in a very long time.

"Emma, stop," Will said as he scrunched down next to her on the floor, grabbing her hands in his. "What's wrong?" he asked. Emma looked at him with pain in her eyes and mouth slightly open. She was begging to tell him but couldn't get the words to form right.

"I'm not pregnant," she finally said, causing Will to look at her in shock.

"What do you mean?" Will asked, horror shown on his face. "Just last week you said," Will stated but Emma cut him off.

"The doctors, they made a mistake," Emma replied. "They misread my blood work. I got the call today," Emma explained.

"That's not possible," Will replied, heartbroken.

"I'm sorry, I really thought I was pregnant," Emma said as she began to cry heavy tears. Will could feel his own tears start to form as well.

"It's okay, Emma," Will soothed as Emma collapsed into his lap, head resting on his chest.

"No, it's not. We're supposed to have a baby together, how could they do this to us?" Emma cried.

"We can still try," Will suggested, but Emma shook her head no.

"The doctors, they also said that it may be better for me not to try anymore. I'm too old, Will," Emma explained, heavy sobs now taking over her body.

"Emma, you're younger than I am. The doctors said we were fine," Will replied, confused at where his wife's logic was coming from when just three weeks earlier they went and received checkups at the fertility clinic.

"Then I just don't know anymore," Emma said as tears streamed down her face.

"You don't mean that. You aren't making any sense, Em," Will said, not believing this was happening. His perfect world was crumbling around him and he felt powerless to stop it.

"I don't know what I want anymore," Emma replied sadly. "It feels like we lost a child, Will," Emma suddenly shouted, causing Will to briefly close his eyes in disbelief. The pain was becoming more clear in his heart as Emma continued to talk. However, her sobs quieted down and she began to stand up from the bathroom floor.

"I'm sorry, but I think I'm just going to step out for a bit, get some fresh air," Emma said after a moment's pause, making Will look at her with deep, sorrowful eyes.

"Fine," he replied, emotionless, not having the will to get up and join her. He wasn't sure that Emma wanted his company even if would have followed. Instead, he stayed on the floor, back resting against the tub while Emma nodded back at him, grabbing her coat on the way out of their room.

Will remained in his spot as he heard the door quietly open and close. He rested his head back on the tub and covered his face in his hands, letting all the heartbreak pour out of his body.