Blame it On The Alcohol

Summary: That was the night they had to blame on the alcohol.

Authors Note: So we have finally started our collab fic. –blows party poppers- This is Katie and Lexi writing together of what we think would be what the new glee episode called Blame it On The Alcohol should go like. We got this idea from a tumblr rp. Anyway, please review! Thank you! :D

She tried. She tried so hard, but there was still nothing. Emma Pillsbury-Howell tried her best, but she could still feel nothing. Why had she married him in the first place? Did she even love him? All those questions were what ran through her head regularly. Carl Howell was her dentist. She'd never considered him more than that. Until, he'd asked her out around six months ago. Things had moved on from there, and here she was with a ring on her finger. Emma had wanted to get it right second time. After all, Ken had dumped her on the day of their wedding. However, she'd never actually liked Ken. The only reason she had agreed to go out with him in the first place was because of Will. Will. He was the one that made her happy. At the time, he was married however to Terri, one of the bitchiest women that Emma had ever met. She was everything Emma wasn't. Sexy, Confident, one that stuck out in the crowd. Emma was shy, pretty and one that certainly wouldn't stand out.

Emma had had many dreams about being a pair with Will. Some where even X Rated, which she could hardly believe since she was a virgin. Another time they had two adorable children, and another time on their wedding day. When Will had cheated on her, it had broken her heart, but she was still in love with him, even though she really shouldn't have been. Then when the glee club lost at regional's, Emma had decided that they couldn't disband the club. It was Will's passion, and it was the place where the kids had gone through so much. Then Will said he loved her, and he kissed her, even though she was dating Carl. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help but kiss him back. Rachel then interrupted them and Will had left her standing there. She couldn't help but feel like she wanted more, but she knew she had no reason to break up with Carl. She tried to act as if nothing happened.

Will and Carl then met. The air suddenly felt thick with tension. Emma could tell Will didn't like Carl in the slightest – but she could hardly blame him. Carl then came over and kissed her – right in front of him. Will looked like a poor schoolboy who had had his lunch money taken from him - as if he was about to burst out crying any moment. Emma felt bad for him – she knew how it felt when Terri was working as the school nurse. Will was trying to clear the air though – by inviting Will to see the glee club. Carl then started to spot how Will and Emma really felt for each other.

Will needed Emma, so he asked her to help him practice Toucha Toucha Toucha Me with him. When singing the song, Emma felt the confidence she had never felt before and got very much into the song. She ended up ripping his shirt off, pulling him around everywhere, and thrashing on his desk. All the frustrations over the past few months were finally coming out. Then, as she belted out the final notes of the song, she had realised what she had just done. Emma could not lie – she had to tell Carl. That's what Carl had said at the beginning of the relationship. No secrets, I'll be mad at you if I find out from someone else, rather than yourself. When she told him, Carl was furious. He had rushed to Will straight away – interrupting the kids' performance and confronting him in front of an audience. Emma was embarrassed, but she didn't regret anything.

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The alarm began to beep loudly. Emma groaned and turned over to see the alarm clock. It was 5:30. She would have to get into school at 7, leaving her an hour and a half to shower, eat breakfast, pack lunch and get to school half an hour early to finish any extra work. She tried to stay quiet, so she wouldn't wake Carl. Slowly she began to get out of bed. She was still very tired. Carl had tried to get intimate with her, last night but she had refused. He had been upset leaving them cuddling all night. Emma still didn't feel comfortable but she had to do it. She didn't want to upset him anymore. She hopped into the shower and began to scrub at her skin. Carl had been touching her all night, and she didn't feel very clean. The sound of the water running against her skin soothed her in some ways. When she had finally gone out, she dressed in the bathroom (as she didn't want Carl to she her naked) and went downstairs for some breakfast.

"Morning Ems." Carl said as he drank his coffee. When had he gotten up?

"Morning." Emma said while smiling weakly. She poured out her usual bran flakes into the bowl and sat beside him.

"About last night, I'm sorry, I shouldn't of rushed you." He hung his head and put the coffee back on the table. Emma just shrugged and began to start eating the cereal.

"Ems, are you okay?" his face got closer, and he kissed her softly on the cheek.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired. Monday mornings are the worst, right?" she tried to laugh weakly while Carl rested his head on her shoulder.

"Tell me about it. I have a few teens at nine who have a ton of cavities. Its like they don't look after their teeth anymore!"

"When we were younger, we didn't get all those sugary things they did."

"That's true hun. Listen anyway Em, I have to go to Barcelona on business next week. Some dentist convention thing, I can't get out of it. I asked the boys at work. Do you think you'll be okay on your own for a week or so?"

"Of course Carl, I'm a big girl now!" Emma exclaimed and Carl laughed.

"You sure are Ems." He laughed while taking a bite from his toast. In a way, Emma was sort of glad Carl was leaving for a week. It gave her chance to do what she wanted. Carl always wanted her home early, so she could make dinner, and what he called 'wife things'.

"I'm going now Carl, see you later!" she smiled and went to pick up her bag.

"Oh, no kiss before you go?" he laughed and she went over to him and gave him a quick peck.

"Bye Carl." She went out of the kitchen, grabbed her coat, and went outside again into the big world.