A/N: Thank-you for the wonderful reviews. I'm honestly surprised with the positive comments. 'SoRightItsWrong' gave me the suggestion to write this part from Will's perspective, which I immediately liked. I know this is supposed to be a two-parter, but I've had some more ideas... :) But, we'll see - I don't want to get ahead of myself. Oh, and before I sign off: Terri's maiden name is completely made up - I did a basic google search for 'Terri's last name before she married Will? Glee' (nice...lol) but nothing really came up. And I'm a fairly lazy person. So, if anyone knows - please pass it on!

What is and what should never be...

Terri has been Will's first for a lot of things. She's the first (and only) girl he's ever been in love with. She's the girl who gave him his first kiss and the woman who's going to give him his first child.

Will believes that what he has with Terri is love, in it's purest form.

Then he meets Emma. And suddenly, he's not so sure.

She's like a well overdue breath of fresh air in his life. Of course he doesn't see it like that at first, but over time he realizes just how different and special she is. While Terri is trying to talk him out of teaching and into accounting, caring more about material possessions then her husband's own aspirations and happiness, there is Emma, who takes the time to show him that teaching is what he loves and needs.

It scares him how many times a day his thinks of red hair instead of blonde. Or how he's grown to like the sight of porcelain skin, rather than bronze, which to him looks unnatural, and probably is.

But William Schuester, to his very core, is a good guy. When he got married, he promised 'till death' and he wouldn't give up on that just because his heart beat a little faster at the sight of big brown doe-like eyes.

Nevertheless, her absence doesn't go by unnoticed. And when he realizes that Ken's away too, he gets a sick nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach. Their last encounter is still fresh in his mind. He had been waiting to speak with her all afternoon after he heard through the grapevine that Ken had proposed. So, when he finally gets the chance and asks her, she tells him that she has accepted. They stand there, waiting for something, but neither one dares to speak. Then she's gone and he feels like he should have said something more. He knows what she wanted to hear, and he had almost let himself. Almost.

But feelings go by unsaid, opportunities are missed because it always comes back to one person. His wife.

The woman he would, or at least should, love forever. The night before they'd had a huge row about the baby, and his role and input in said baby's life. She had, like always, run off to her sister's house, leaving him alone in the apartment. This was a routine in all their fights.

She has time to calm down in the arms of her sister and he'll usually cool off with a few beers. And it's then he finds himself thinking back to high school. They truly were the golden couple. She was the head cheerleader, beautiful, intelligent and blonde. He was the guy that everyone liked, even the teachers. Sure he wasn't that great at sports but he had one hell of a voice, and he was cute. And besides, Terri Viccars was his girlfriend; she had chosen him, out of all the boys at their school. That in itself spoke volumes and gave him instant celebrity status in the eyes of all their peers.

They would spend lunchtimes lying on the grass, her head on his stomach talking about their future. Their dreams and hopes were filled with the naivety and optimism of youth and they were careless and free. Young.

He realizes that maybe it's not the healthiest thing that he thinks of high school as the best part of their relationship. And it's times like these, when he has the security of alcohol, he wonders whether it's actually the high-school version of Terri that he's in love with, and has held onto all these years. The alcohol makes him bold and he even ventures to think that when he looks at the woman Terri has become, he sees a complete stranger.

Then he wakes up, his head throbbing, and those thoughts are quickly forgotten, thrown to the back of his mind as the trivial ramblings of a drunken man.

Ken and Emma are back at school the next day but he doesn't really see her till lunch. "Is this seat taken?" She asks quietly not meeting his gaze.

"No, go ahead."

They sit in silence as she gently places her neatly folded brown paper bag on the table and proceeds to sanitize the small area of the table she will use. He's not sure what to say. Should he ask about the wedding? Should he even know about the wedding? Sure, he knew they were engaged to be married. After all she had been the one to tell him that, but he wasn't sure if he was supposed to know that it had happened yesterday. See, Ken had let it slip. Well if 'let it slip' meant running to find him and breathlessly exclaiming "She said yes! She said yes!". The sweaty, over-excited football coach had then proceeded to tell Will how he had managed to book a church for the following day.

Will remembers being, for lack of a better word, shocked. Tomorrow? Emma was getting married tomorrow? Tomorrow was so soon. Too soon.

Ken tries to explain, "It's just that well...she might change her mind and I don't think I could live with that. Seriously man...I love her." He shuffles uneasily, staring downwards at his dirty sneakers, embarrassed at his intimate confession.

Will suddenly feels a warmth towards the nervous man standing before him. "I'm really happy for you Ken."

Ken's eyes flicker upwards, searching Will's eyes to judge the sincerity of the statement. Finally confident in his friend's intentions, Ken lifts his head and says with a little more confidence, "Thanks Will."

Then Ken had said something about Emma wanting it to be a 'secret marriage', which explains now, Will thinks, why she isn't wearing a ring.

"So, did I miss anything while I was away?" She asks a little too eagerly, breaking the silence.

He laughs to himself remembering the World War III he had going on with Sue. He recounts all this to Emma, who sits wide-eyed and attentive, and it only takes a few moments before he forgets about pregnant wives and she forgets about weddings to other men.

They just talk and laugh, a totally uninhibited laugh, and forget.

It's never this easy with Terri and Will feels an ache in his heart at this simple but heartbreaking revelation.

He loves Terri, but for the first time he realizes, that might not be enough.