2. Mid-Day
Head buried deep in paperwork, is how Will found his wife when it came to his free period before lunch.
He knocked gently on the glass panel, before silently scolding himself for doing it. Emma would just clean the window when he left. She was getting better with her condition, however not that better. He walked into her office
"Hey, haven't you gone to class yet?" Emma smiled as she spoke.
"It's Tuesday Em, I don't – "
"…have class before lunch." Emma finished "Sorry, forgot for a moment. I love my job, but there is just too much paperwork with it."
"I could help you?" Will asked, already knowing the answer.
"Thank you for the offer, but you can't. What the kids tell me is confidential."
"Yeah, thought it would be something like that." Will replied as he sat down on his regular chair.
"Need any help with anything?" Emma asked having decided that she might as well take a break. She was too distracted from her husband's presence to do any more work anyway.
"Yeah, can you help me with two things please?£
"What are they?"
"Can you sit in at Glee today?"
"Yeah, I can do that." Emma answered smiling at the possible reason for why she was sitting in at Glee today, however decided to ask her husband about why when he least expected it.
"What else do you want me to do?"
"Can you help me decide what songs the kids should sing at sectionals?" Will winced knowing what was coming next.
"Will! You told me yesterday that you already thought of them."
"Well, if you remember correctly you asked me that in a very delicate moment."
The door banged open, making a loud sound against the wall as it did, but it did not stop Will and Emma, who were in a fierce embrace, as they stumbled through.
Will freed himself from his wife's lips for a moment as he started to take her cardigan off.
"Will, wait!" Emma gasped.
"Why, what is it?" Will asked, concerned, but not enough to stop from kissing down her neck.
Emma had to physically pull herself away from her husband, for him to only follow her.
"Will!" Emma gasped.
"What?" Will whimpered.
"Did you pick the songs for the kids to sing at sectionals?"
"You're thinking about that now?" Will asked disbelievingly
"You know how random thoughts can go across my head."
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"Will." Emma placed her hands on top of his to still his movements.
"Relax, I've selected them and I'll see what the kids think of them tomorrow." He hadn't, of course, but he was too far gone to actually admit he hadn't sorted the songs out.
"O.K." Emma whispered now allowing him to take her cardigan off, and threw it across the room, absent-mindedly. Will thought on how far Emma had come, that she wasn't even bothered that there was a mess in the corner of their bedroom.
Kissing her again, Will pushed Emma down onto their bed.
Pointedly, Will stared at his wife.
"Fine I give you that, but you should have already chosen them." Emma scolded
"I know, but I didn't so can you please help me?"
"I don't know. What's in it for me?" Emma asked suggestively.
"What do you want?" Will quirked an eyebrow.
"I guess you just have to wait won't you?"
"What makes you think I'm going to enjoy whatever you have planned for me?"
"You usually do." Emma remarked
"You do know that if your office wasn't made of mainly see-through glass you would so be on that desk with me kissing you by now." Will told her in a teasingly way.
"You just wait until we get home, mister."
"I look forward to it." Will whispered, leaning towards her and Emma mimicked his position, once they were close enough to one another he softly grazed his lips against hers. Before it got too heated,
Emma pulled away breathing heavily.
"What... types... of songs... do you... need?" Emma stuttered.
"Erm... not sure." Will laughed "The ones we usually do, plus a –" Will's voice trailed off.
"Plus a what? Couldn't catch the last part?" Emma smiled, now knowing for certain why her husband asked her to come to Glee club, but it didn't mean she was going to put him out of his misery. If she could, without worrying about the germs, she would have her two feet leaning against her desk, while waiting for her husband to tell her.
"A ballad." Will said in a small, almost sheepish voice.
His voice made Emma laugh aloud.
"It's not funny!" Will laughed in spite of himself.
"It is! You're scared of the power of the ballad!"
"I'm not!"
"Yeah, you are!" Emma laughed. "Let me ask you something"
"What?"
"How many of the Glee kids have developed crushes on you because you keep singing ballads with them?"
"Four."
"Who was the last person who fell for you?"
"Kurt." Will said in a small voice
Emma couldn't help it, she burst into laughter.
"It's not funny!" Will smiled at his wife's reaction
"No, it's very funny – I still remember Kurt's face when he left here after I gave him his guidance session."
"What did you tell him? Because, he is still very reserved around me, like I did something to him, but I don't know what!"
"I can't tell you what happened sweetie, breeches the confidentiality pledge I took when I became a guidance counselor." Emma told him.
Will laughed then whispered, "I do love you, Emma."
"I love you too, Will. It doesn't mean I won't tease you though, it's my payment for me having to deal with the fact that half the school population would kill me to be in my position. "
"You reacted better to it then Terri did." Will nodded
Emma lost her smile for a second then got up to look at the books that were behind her back. Will knew he said something wrong but wasn't sure how he could make Emma feel better.
"Do you always compare me to Terri?" Emma whispered, still looking at her books.
Will silently got up and moved behind her hugging her from behind.
"No, I don't – Emma, I love you, if I'm honest I've probably been falling for you since the moment we met – It's not a test."
"What's not?" Emma turned around to face him.
"Everything I've done with you and Terri, I don't compare because there is no competition, and you win at everything." Will stressed his point.
"Even the intimate stuff?"
"Especially the intimate stuff."
"You're not just saying that? I know I have problems with germs and..." Will silenced her by holding one of his fingers up to her lips.
"Going back to talking about crushes, remember when I asked your help with Rachel?"
"Yeah."
"I told Rachel that it wouldn't work out between her and I but I also told her that she would find someone to love her just as she is."
"Is there point to this Will?" Emma asked confused, leaning her face against his shoulder.
"Yes, don't interrupt." Will replied, kissing the top of her head.
"Sorry." Emma murmured.
"Anyway as I was saying, I told her that she would find someone to love her just as she is, with the part she hates about herself as well. Those would be the parts that they would love the most. That's how I feel about you, I adore everything about you, including your obsession of everything being clean – since I've been with you I think I've had about two colds and we've been together for two years now."
Emma gave a weak chuckle.
"You shouldn't feel jealous of Terri." Will continued. "She's nothing compared to you."
The bell rang then making them jump and Emma groan.
"Oh God, Ken." Emma whimpered. Even though it had been three years since Ken broke things off with her, every time he looked at her or Will he would give them the coldest stare and make everything uncomfortable. Emma knew she deserved it, but today she just really didn't want to deal with him.
"We have an hour for lunch, why don't we just go out somewhere and come back?" Will suggested. "Or we could go home." When they moved in together they moved into an apartment which was closer to the school; it was only a five minute drive to get there.
"Yeah, I like that idea." Emma nodded, and then kissed him on the lips.
"Thanks Will."
"You're welcome, Em."
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