Okay this is my first Glee Fic. I am a huge Wemma shipper even though this doesn't exactly have the typical Emma Will happy beginning. Yeah I know this is from like season one but I had the idea and a little free time. Some events didn't really happen in the series but just pretend they did . Enjoy! Oh yeah…Reviews are Appreciated!

He was home alone, just like every other night since his divorce from Terri and the blow up with Emma, drowning his sorrows in old movies and junk food. He thought about using alcohol except he was constantly reminded about how horribly that went last time. It had caused him hell at school when Sue played his drunk dial over the loud speaker. He had learned his lesson the hard way and decided to stay sober, especially on school nights. Every day he would pass by her office just hoping to get a glance at her cleaning her desk or meeting with a student, even if she was with Carl now. The only thing that managed to bring him comfort about the situation was knowing that he had gotten to be her first and that was something nobody could take from him. That was just over three months ago and he found himself longing more and more for her embrace with each passing day.

It was just before eight o clock when he heard his phone ringing from the other room. He jumped slightly at the sudden noise and wondered who would be calling him at this time of night. Nobody bothered calling him except his parents on holidays and Terri when she wanted to harass him. Her calls always came before five though since she had started taking the night shift at sheets and things. Still, he went to grab his phone and surprised when he didn't recognize the number on his caller I.D. He almost didn't answer but figured it might be important and it wasn't as if he had anything better to do with his time.

"Hello?" he asked. "Hello Mr. Schuster. My name is Dr. James Awsan. I am calling about your friend, Emma Pillsbury. She was admitted to Mercy Hospital this evening after she was brought in by paramedics and you were listed as her emergency contact according to our records." The man on the other end said. Will felt his heart instantly sink at the news. It was never good when the hospital called to speak to an emergency contact. "Oh my god. What happened? Is she okay?," he asked scared of what the answer might be. "Well, there was an accident. She was the passenger in a car that was hit head on by a drunk driver." he began, "she sustained some pretty serious injuries but she is in stable condition. We just brought her out of surgery but I would really like for you to come to the hospital where I can explain more." Will felt devastated but suddenly remembered the doctor had said Emma was the passenger in the car. "What about Carl? Was he in the accident?" Will questioned. "Carl?" the doctor asked obviously not familiar with the name. There was some rustling and distant voices and then the doctor returned in a solemn tone. "I'm sorry. I was just informed that there was a male driving the car but that he was pronounced dead on the scene. I wish you hadn't had to receive that information over the phone." Will felt the sting even though he didn't care much for Carl. Sure he wanted Emma back but not like this. Not at the expense of another man's life. Also, Emma seemed happy with Carl and that was important to Will, even if he had to be miserable in return. "Um…okay I am on my way." Will said and hung up. He ran to his bedroom to throw on some jeans and a t-shirt then rushed out the door.

Thirty minutes later, he was bursting through the emergency room doors looking frantically for someone to talk to. He wanted to see Emma and needed someone to help make that happen. He found the information desk, introduced himself and asked to see Emma. The young woman behind the counter typed away looking for the records he was looking for. "I'm sorry sir. Ms. Pillsbury is still in recovery. You won't be able to see her until she has been moved to a room. I will let her doctor know you are here so he can come update you as soon as you can see her." She told him. This answer frustrated him but he knew there was no use in arguing with her so he plopped himself in one of the uncomfortable waiting room chairs and pulled out his phone to check the time. 8:32 PM.

Thankfully he didn't have to wait long. A man with glasses and a white coat came through the back door and approached Will about 15 minutes later. He took a seat across from Will and introduced himself. "Hello. I'm Dr. Awsan, Emma's doctor. We spoke on the phone." "Yes how she is? Can I see her?" Will begged. Dr. Awsan chuckled a bit at the questions which Will took as a good sign. "Yes. You can see her in just a few minutes but before you do I need to prepare you. The accident left her with multiple lacerations and some bruising. She had a deep gash in her head where we assume the window glass came in contact with her skull. We did a CT and so far the results reveal no brain damage but she has a small brain bleed that we are watching carefully. Also, her wrist was shattered and we had to perform surgery to repair it. Her spleen and ribs have some severe bruising but amazingly an ultrasound revealed the baby is still alive. Now that does not mean she is out of the woods. We are worried that her injuries will cause too much stress on her body and she will miscarry. We will monitor the baby but it is too early in the pregnancy to do anything if the fetus goes into distress. She hasn't come out of the coma yet and we can't predict when she might wake up. I wish I had better news but like I said she is stable which is promising," the doctor said finishing his explanation.

Will couldn't see his face but he knew his expression was pure shock. It was not from the list of Emma's injuries, but from the news that she was pregnant. Pregnant and she hadn't even told him. Sure they weren't on great speaking terms but he would have expected her to tell him such life changing news. She and Carl had a baby on the way. "I…had no idea she was expecting." He said as if to explain his shocked silence to the doctor. "Oh…well like I said it is early in the pregnancy so maybe she was just waiting to tell people." He offered. "Yeah…maybe," Will murmured although he had a hard time believing that was true. The doctor stood as if asking Will to follow him and Will rose from his seat, his mind racing with the information he had just been presented with. He hoped more than anything Emma would wake up and that baby would be okay. He regretted that Carl wouldn't be around to see his baby born and that if it survived the baby would never know its father. It was right there in the hallway outside Emma's room that he made a decision. If Emma would have him back, he would be there with her every step of the way. He would be anything she wanted to her and that baby because he loved her more than anybody.