Introduction: "When I Look At You"

Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing a Will/Rachel fic. This fic does include Will/Emma and Puck/Rachel. Please let me know what you think! Thank you.
Blanket Disclaimer: I do not own the character or any songs I will use

Summary: As stated above, this is a Will/Rachel/Puck fic. It has some Will/Emma moments as well. It's complicated and full of drama. Includes: forbidden love, blurred lines, and the realization that everyone is connected. "Everybody needs inspiration", but at what price?

Rachel Berry straightened her lavender plaid skirt and wiped her face clear of salty tears as she walked down the stairs of the dim auditorium. She made her way to the center of the stage, pulled her mahogany hair back into a loose ponytail and began to sing.

Everybody needs inspiration
Everybody needs a song
A beautiful melody, when the night's so long
Cause there is no guarantee, that this life is easy

Noah "Puck" Puckerman slammed his fist against his locker, knowing full well his hand would bruise later. He opened the metal locker and grabbed his black spiral notebook. He sank to the ground and began to scribble out a letter.

When my world is falling apart
When there's no light to break up the dark
That's when I look at you

Puck folded the single sheet into a small square and shoved it into Rachel's locker. He touched the lock that Rachel had painted over in glitter nail polish and then shoved his hands in his pockets. He turned away from the locker, shuffled his feet, and hummed a tune as he walked down the hall.

When the waves are flooding the shores
and I can't find my way home anymore
That's when I look at you

William Schuester was gathering the sheets of music that some of the Glee kids had left in the practice room. He was straightening the pile when he heard a muted voice coming from the auditorium. He put down the papers on the top of the black piano and moved to the door. His steps echoed down the almost empty corridor and he found himself peeking inside of the auditorium. Will saw Rachel; she was swaying to her vocals, eyes shut, not realizing that she was being watched. She sang a perfect rendition of "You Don't Know Me" and she gently moved off the stage to the backroom.

When I look at you, I see forgiveness, I see the truth
You loved me for who I am, like the star hold the moon
Right there where they belong, and I know I'm not alone

Emma Pillsbury was cleaning up after a long Thursday of counseling. She liked the feeling of the soft wood that she was polishing and the smell that the polish left in the air. She finished wiping down her immaculate desk and sank into her office chair. She was still confused as to what had happened the previous week. Will had kissed her and it was wonderful, but he had been avoiding her. Had she done something? It was not like Will to not stop by her office, coffee in hand, every morning. She decided that she would seek him out on Monday morning if he did not speak to her by then. She made up her mind, grabbed her bright red handbag and walked out to her car.

That's when I look at you