Will casually walked into Emma's office and sat down to find her re-organizing her desk for the third time this week.

"Hi, Will," she said, smiling. He noticed how her eyes lit up when she saw him. "What brings you here during class?"

"Oh, um, Rachel fainted so all the kids are with her at the clinic now...I think."

"Oh my gosh, Will! What happened?" Emma asked, accidentally dropping the pencil that she was about to perfectly place. Will felt it roll into the front of his foot, but made no move to pick it up. He took a deep breath and placed his hand on hers, wondering if the spark was from the static charge he picked up in his shoes. She gasped a little and he could tell she was trying not to smile. He smiled for her.

"I told her the big news," he said.

"What big news, Will?" she asked, and Will could see her blushing.

"Emma, I got a divorce."

Emma removed her hand from under Will's. "What? Will, I don't understand. I thought you loved your wife." Emma realized that she didn't even know his wife's name. Not that it mattered anymore, she smiled to herself.

"I did. But her nagging finally got to me. She needs someone with a lot of money that can wait on her and buy her what she wants. I can't give that to her. I should have realized that a long time ago."

"Oh, well, that makes sense, I mean, from what I've heard from you, she seems pretty, well, you know, and, um, you're right, I don't think that, uh, that you're the right kind of person for her, Will. I mean, you're smart, funny, you're a great performer, and like I've said, you're on the, um, the top of the list of crush worthy teachers, so-"

"You really think that?"

"Yes, I have a list here if you want to see it." She reached in her desk and started to pull out a pink piece of paper, but quickly changed her mind. But not before Will saw his own name with a heart next to it labeled as number one. "But, um, that's probably not the best idea right now...so...um...what will happen to the baby, Will?" Will cleared his throat.

"Terri was never pregnant, Emma. That's what really sent me over the edge." His eyes began to water as he remembered the event. "I found a pregnancy pad while I was looking for my pocket square and...she...she admitted everything. She was faking it the whole time because she was worried I was drifting away." As Will let his tears fall, Emma cautiously walked around her desk and knelt down next to him, taking his hand in both of hers. He looked up at her touch, and Emma couldn't hide the pain she felt seeing him in tears. She hated that woman for making him cry like that.

"What am I going to do?" he cried. "I have no one to fall back on, I don't want to live at my apartment, I just-"

"Come stay with me, Will. At least until you've sorted everything out," she offered, smiling.

"You really mean that, Emma?" he said, astonished. "I don't want to be a burden for you. I mean, you don't even let Ken into your condo. Why would you want me? Besides, I'm not the cleanest person in the world."

Emma smiled and gently wiped away his tears with a tissue. "Because, Will, you're my friend. And that's what friends do, right? They don't worry about themselves when a friend needs help. And about your messes...I can handle ten seconds, remember?"

"Thank you, Emma," Will said warmly as he stood up; she stood as well. "For everything," he added, embracing her and realizing how perfectly she fit into his arms.