Hey everyone. *waves* This is my first fic for Glee that I've published (certainly not the first I've written though!) so I really would like to know what you think. Most importantly if the characters seem, well…out of character. This fic takes place in the future so I suppose it could be considered AU, but you get the idea. I hope you all enjoy!
It was mid-October, and autumn was quickly rolling in to Lima, Ohio. The leaves began to change and fall from the trees as warm breezes were less frequent and cooler air replaced the warmth of summer. Emma didn't mind as she admired the beautiful colors of the trees as she pulled into her parking spot in front of the apartment she shared with her husband.
She turned off the ignition, putting her keys into her purse and sighed briefly, just taking in the scent of autumn. It was certainly one of her favorite seasons, but then again there was something she loved about all of the seasons.
As she stepped out of the car she realized just how cold it had actually become so she grabbed her coat from the passenger side door and wrapped it around her frame, buttoning its large sized buttons as she did so. She pressed the wrinkles out of the garment that had accumulated from sitting in the front seat and stopped for a moment as her hands hovered over the small bump that had recently appeared in her abdomen. Emma was nearly 5 months pregnant with her and Wills first child.
It hadn't quite sunk in that they were really expecting until a morning just over a month ago when she first noticed the small change in her midsection. She had observed the difference while trying to zip up a pencil skirt, and when the zipper got stuck she couldn't help but share the news with her husband.
"Will! Come here!" She half screamed, excitedly. He quickly emerged from the bathroom with a towel hanging over his shoulder and a small amount of shaving cream on his cheekbone.
"What is it, Em?" He asked with slight look of panic over the sound of her voice. He had clearly assumed that something was wrong, his thoughts only easing once he saw the smile on her face and the amazing glow she emitted. They had been married for two years, yet she still took his breath away.
"Come here," Emma said with a smile, reaching her hand out for him to grab. He complied, and once he reached her he grabbed her outstretched hand. She turned parallel to the mirror and as he stood behind her she wrapped his hand around her, resting it on her ever-so-slightly swollen middle. Will looked in the mirror as realization hit him, and a grin bigger and brighter than any she had seen instantly appeared on her husbands' face, only to be matched by her own.
They were having a baby. Together.
Sometimes Emma still had to pinch herself as a reminder that it was all real. A cold draft blew through Emma's hair, snapping her back into reality and pulling her from her dream. Only this wasn't a dream. She was married to the love of her life, and in 4 or 5 months' time would be sharing a family with him.
She smiled to herself as she decided the cold was motivation enough to hurry. She shut her front door and walked to the trunk, opening it to reveal the groceries she had just purchased. She put her purse on her shoulder and slid her cell phone into her jacket pocket as she collected the bags and swiftly closed the lid of the trunk.
After maneuvering the bags once more so they wouldn't fall, she proceeded to the second floor apartment that was now her home. Once she was to the door she put the groceries on the ground so she could dig for her keys. Another cold breeze rushed past her and she shivered for a brief moment while she cursed herself for putting the keys in her purse instead of in her pocket with her cell.
After finally locating the keys, she fingered to the right one and inserted it into the lock. As she turned the key, she noticed there was no click signaling that the door was unlocked. She looked at it for a moment, puzzled, and then grabbed the bags once more, opening the door.
"Will, the door wasn't locked. Did you lose your keys again?" She fidgeted with the door for a moment, closing it with her foot as she readjusted the bags which had shifted a little bit with her movement. When she didn't hear a response, she stopped her movement all together for a brief minute so she could listen for her husband. "Will?" She called out once more, but there was no response.
She stepped a few more feet into the apartment, the hair on the back of her neck now standing up straight. Something didn't feel right. She scanned the entryway, but didn't see anything. She moved in the direction of the kitchen to set the groceries down, but as she walked past the living room entry she felt two hands grab her shoulders from behind and slam her into the wall, causing her to drop her purse and send the grocery bags to the floor. She let out a small squeal of surprise as she felt her body slam into the wall, her arms and the right side of her face catching a majority of the impact. Stunned and dizzy, she took a second to steady herself as she tried to turn around and face her assaulter.
As she turned however, the hands grabbed her once more, this time on her left arm, pulling her to the floor and dragging her back through the entry way. She screamed at the pain that was running through her arm as she heard something crack and felt her body being dragged across the hardwood floor toward the front closet. He shoved her into the closet harshly and it wasn't until that moment that Emma actually got a chance to look at the person causing her such pain.
All she could see was a tall person with a hood over their head and black gloves, and things looked kind of blurry as it was. Focus was becoming harder for Emma as she became aware of a small amount of blood that was trickling from her forehead. She was slightly annoyed that she couldn't see the person responsible, but her fear of further injury outweighed any other emotion at the moment.
"You weren't supposed to be here! It wasn't supposed to happen like this!" A stern man's voice yelled. "Stay here. Stay here so I won't have to hurt you." Emma blinked through the tears in her eyes she didn't even realize she had acquired. Fear was overwhelmingly evident in her face and she hoped it didn't shine through too much to the man hovering over her small frame as she sat helplessly in a ball on the floor of the closet. He shut the closet door quickly, as darkness enveloped her senses, a throbbing in her head as well as her arm overpowering much of her focus. She tried to move for a brief moment, but the pain was too much for her. Panic began to set in as she realized that he may still be in the apartment and she should probably do as he asked and stay put so he didn't hurt her again. With that thought, the door to the apartment was slammed shut. She blinked back a few more tears as she used her right hand to pull her cellphone from her pocket. She was shaking intensely as she tried to look at the screen through her tears, and with one swift movement of her finger she held down the number one on the device until she could hear a ring. After two more rings, she heard a voice on the other line pick up and a small amount of relief washed over her.
"Hello?" Will asked into his cell phone.
"Will…" Emma half choked out, sobs beginning to wrack her body.
"Emma? What's wrong? Are you okay?" He asked, immediately noticing the fear and panic in his wife's' voice.
"I came home and someone just attacked me. I think my wrist is broken and I don't know if he stole anything but I was really scared, I AM really scared, and I didn't know what to do and I'm in the coat closet and I'm pretty sure I'm bleeding, and, and, and-" Emma rambled for a moment until Will cut her off.
"What? Emma, stay right where you are and stay on the line. I'm going to call 911. Do NOT hang up." He instructed firmly, but panic was immediately in his voice. He switched his phone over quickly to the dial pad and dialed the three numbers.
"Hello, this is 911. What's your emergency?" He could hear a gruff man ask.
"Hi, this is Will Schuster, my wife was just attacked in our apartment and she needs immediate medical help. Please, can you send someone?" Will gave the address and a few medical details to the operator then finally switched back to his wife. "Emma, I'm back. Are you still there?" He was trying to mask his panic as he was running down the hallway of McKinley high school with his keys and wallet. He didn't even remember grabbing them and leaving, as he was too focused on what he was doing. Not even a word to the Glee club he was in the middle of rehearsing was uttered, he just ran, leaving a panicked group of kids to wonder what the phone call was all about.
"Will, I'm scared…" A shaky Emma replied on the other line, clearly fighting consciousness at this point.
"Em, I'm on my way right now. I will be there in five! The ambulance will arrive any minute. Just stay with me, okay?" Will pleaded as he hopped into his car and quickly pulled out of the parking lot, ignoring all speed limit signs.
There was no response to his plea. "Emma?" He waited a moment. "Emma?" He said with a bit more panic. No reply. She had lost consciousness and he wasn't there yet. At that point, all bets were off. Will floored his gas pedal and sped to his home, afraid of what he would find once he arrived.