an: Here it is! More When in Doubt! I was soo not planning on doing more of thise, but I got like 15 (!) story alrets for this fic, so I was like If I don't update this fic I will feel sooo guilty! Also, sorry about the very end. I just wanted to get to the end. I think next chap will be mostly just convo between Harry and Will, or Harry relflecting on this chapter. Also, I am to lazy to put in page breaks, so you get to read page break five times
He was finally done running. He found a job, and with the first paycheck he hoped to have the money to put down on a cheap apartment. His son and he could now relax. They still had a lot in front of them. Most of it an uphill climb.
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Will was staying after. Sectionals were coming up and they still didn't have a set list. He was just about to leave when he heard a baby's cry. He locked his door quickly and took off down the hall towards the noise. It was coming from one of the math classrooms. He peeked int through the door and saw a man. No, he thought to himself, not a man, a boy. The boy was gently rocking a small infant, making calming shushing sounds. Will walked into the classroom. "What are you doing here?"
The boy gasped and held the baby closer to him. "I work here," he said and nodded his head toward the vacuum and janitor's cart in the corner of the room.
Will had a skeptical look on his face, "Why do you have a baby? And how old are you?"
His voice was now strong and defensive, "I am old enough, and he is my son," when before it was frightened and anxious.
"You don't look old enough," Will stepped closer to him.
Harry's reply was cut off when Teddy started to cry. "Shhh, Teddy-boy. It's alright." Harry rocked his son. "Please, can you leave. I need to get him settled before I can get back to work."
"Should he even be here?"
"I couldn't find a sitter. This is a one time thing."
"If you say so," Will turned to leave, "I'll let you het back to your work." Will walked out of the room; the sounds of the boy calming his child following him.
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This was the fifth time in two weeks that Will had seen the boy with his son. He had learned his name during the second meeting. Will walked into the room, "Harry, you can't keep bringing Teddy to work. Figgins will find out and then fire you."
"I have no where else to go," Harry looked away from Will.
"What time do you get off?" Will asked.
"At one," Harry replied.
Will glanced at his watch, "So you only have three more hours?"
"Looks to be about."
"Kay," Will rubbed his hands together, "have you eaten since you started?"
"No," Harry glanced the teacher, "Why?"
"I'll be back in half an hour with food," Will turned to leave. "Chinese ok?"
"Wait what?" Harry stared at Will. "Are you bringing me food?"
"Yeah, so tell me. Do you like Chinese?"
"Yeah," Harry sighed.
"Good," Will left the room.
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Will returned in thirty minutes with food from Lima's only Chinese place. "Here," Will set the food on a desk. "Take a little break and eat."
Will stayed with Harry and Teddy until the end of Harry's shift.
"Do you want me to watch Teddy while you work?" Will asked as they walked out of the school.
"I can't do that," Harry tried to deny Will's request.
"It'll be fine. I only have glee after school which runs until three thirty. So you can drop Teddy off when you get here at three."
"You don't have to do that."
"If you keep bringing him to work you will get fired."
"If you are absolutely sure," Harry relented. By this time, they had reached the parking lot. Will only saw one car in the lot, his.
"Where's you car?"
"I live just around the block, so Teddy and I walk."
"Do you want a ride?"
"I can't do that."
"I insist," Will led the teen to his car. "Hop in. Teddy will be fine for a short ride."
"Will," Harry started.
"Come on, you are exhausted. Just get in the car."
Harry finally stopped complaining and sat in the passenger seat. "Ok, now where to?" Will started the car. Harry gave him directions. When Will pulled into the driveway, Harry didn't get out. "Harry?"
Harry looked into the bundle in his arms and started to sob, "Will, I...I don't live here."
"What do you mean? This isn't your house?"
"I...I don't," Harry didn't continue.
"That's ok," Will backed out the drive, "You can stay at my place."
an: Please, I felt like this chapter was really bad grammar wise and like I kept using the same phrases over and over again, so please review and tell me how I did.