'Are you doing anything tonight?' Her question lingered in the air as he slipped the scarf around his neck. She wiped the last tears that lingered on her skin away with a fresh tissue as she waited for his answer.

'Nothing. Just a date with me, a bottle of beer and some Spanish tests that I'd forgotten to mark.' Her eyes had widened considerably at the word 'date' and it was hard not to notice the relieved sigh that escaped her lips when he said me. She had no right to react in such away.

She had just left her husband.

But the past couldn't be forgotten. All her fury, her anger at being ignored, the avoided glances had lead her to the conclusion a month back that maybe there was still something there that she felt for him. The more he ignored her, the more miserable she had become and now it was becoming impossible to deny that she still didn't harbour any feelings for him.

As he pulled the coat over his arms and swung the satchel over his shoulder she began thinking about things whilst running her hand around her bear left finger. She had engaged the school's gym teacher to get over her love for a married man. She dated (briefly) that same said married man who had managed to break her heart in the process. Finding out he had slept with a washed up drunkard so soon after she told him she was a virgin was something she would find very hard to forget. Then she dated and married her dentist 6 months into their relationship after a fight about the same man who had been at the centre of her affections for three long and pitiful years.

For someone who detested mess Emma Pillsbury would need more than a strong smelling bleach detergent and a silver scouring brush to clean up the spillages and mishaps in her life.

As he turned to leave the word left her mouth unknowingly and she clasped her hand over her mouth in horror.

'Stay'.

With a spin and a raised eyebrow he turned back round to face her.

'Sorry gosh. I meant-' she was struggling to compose herself and felt the heat rise to her cheeks. 'What I meant to say was if you wanted some help grading those papers I wouldn't mind, you know helping'. Spending time; lost time, with Will Schuester seemed the much better alternative to an evening alone with the chatter of the news at 9 and a meal for one. 'I'm even starting to like beer'. The additional information she offered was, in her definition, the 'cherry on top', the crème de la crème as it were. An offer she would hope he wouldn't be able to resist.

He milled over her words a couple times before accepting, a little cautious given their previous movements over the past few weeks. He was worried about rushing this; whatever this was, she had just let her husband, he was still most definitely in love with her. He couldn't let himself read too much into this as much as he desired to skip to the part where he'd scoop her in his arms, declare his undying love for her and for her to return the same sentiments before kissing him and promising to be his forever.

He would save that part for his dreams.

'So 7.30?'

'It's a deal.'

...

'Here, I brought lasagne'. She had arrived a little earlier than said, lasagne and a six pack of beers in tow. By his appearance she could have guessed that he had just stepped out of the shower, slung the first clothes he saw available on before rushing to meet the knocking door.

'Thanks, sorry I just need to sort myself out. Take a seat'.

He returned momentarily, his hair a little calmer and his bare feet now covered with socks. However, the bemusement she felt still managed to manifest itself into a smile across her face and before she knew it her voice had transformed into the sound of laughter.

'What? What is it?' He was looking at her expectantly with wide eyes as he nervously thumbed the denim pocket of his jeans that hung loosely off his hip bone.

'Your shirt' she pointed as he shot a look down before returning the same smile that was fixed on her lips.

'31 years of age and I still can't button up a shirt properly!' He laughed, unbuttoning and re-buttoning the uneven lengths of his shirt, 'sorry you caught me by surprise'.

'I guess I've always been early'. She offered with a smile, trying not to focus too hard on Will's nimble fingers buttoning up his tanned torso. 'So you want a beer?'

'I'd love one'. He said with a grin.

...

'So its official, I can successfully manage to destroy food' he laughed, carrying the ceramic dish with the half burnt to a crisp looking lasagne into the living room as a grin plastered itself to her face.

'Wow you certainly have a talent' she laughed, taking a swig from her forth beer while he placed the ruined tea on the mat in front of her.

'I know right, maybe I should use it as an opening act for Regional's, you know, warm the crowd up as it were!' He sat back down with a slump as she continued to laugh along with him,

'That makes no sense!' she panted between laughs.

'What did I just say again?' he looked at her quizzically before laughing, resting his head on the back of the couch with his eyes shut to keep the room from spinning.

'It was funny' she whispered as the mix of her breath and alcohol hit the skin below his ear. 'I've missed this'. His eyes shot open and were immediately drawn to her warm ones as her fingers slowly traced the outline of his face. Suddenly all jokes were forgotten as her finger tips ran softly down his cheek and along his jaw line.

'Emma' He tried to plea with her to stop but his voice came out with the desire of being wanted, being wanted by her as she ran her fingers through his hair and down his neck.

She took his hand in hers, bringing it to her lips to place a kiss on the inside of his wrist as their gaze never faltered. He was struggling to think straight or act accordingly as she lowered her head to his neck. He felt the slight tip of her tongue touch his skin before her lips moved and it took every ounce of his willpower to not pull her onto his lap and kiss her senseless. His thoughts sobered up as her hand ran down the buttoned strip of his shirt while her other hand stroked his cheek.

'Emma'. She kissed his cheek and looked into his eyes with a softness that he found impossible to ignore. He had tried for months to forget her and the kisses that stained his lips from their week and a half of dating. He tried to forget the way she used to look at him, exactly like the way she was looking at him now, and he had tried to forget just how beautiful she looked, even in her most vulnerable state.

She took the call of her name as a means to carry on as she lowered her lips to arch of his nose. 'I've missed you Will'. He was biting his lip as a tear rolled down his cheek. This wasn't fair. She was using him as a rebound and as much as he wanted her he couldn't do it, not one bit.

'Please Emma, stop'. Her teary eyes met his as she reached for his hand. For a second he let her in before snatching his hand back out of her grasp, 'you can't do this to me again'.

'Do what again?'

'This'. He spat, confirming his argument with a hand gesture between the close proximity of their bodies. The Rocky Horror incident left him with a disillusioned version of hope, his dreams occupied with what could have been if he made moved that bit closer, claimed her lips as her own, ran his hand further up her calf. His fantasy came crashing down around him as that ring was slipped onto her finger. 'You left Carl 2 days ago. I can't be this person to you Emma. I can't be a rebound.'

'I didn't love him'. She blurted out as her hand held his cheek. She caught his tear with her thumb as she brought his face closer to hers. He closed his eyes. This was too painful for him to go through again.

'You're not over him'. He whispered to her cheek as their foreheads softly hit one another's.

'I still love you'. She returned, now unable to meet his eye.

Their breath mixed together as the silence loomed over their heads. He wanted to say it was that easy, that they could finally be together, just like his dreams had written but it wouldn't have been right. He was hurting, she was hurting.

'But you're not over him'. Impulsively his hands found her waist as she slipped into his lap, winding her arms around the back of his neck as she allowed him to hold her. 'I want you but you're not over him' he continued to whisper as he felt her tears fall in his hair.

'But I love you'. Her voice cracked as she stroked his curls back from his forehead. 'I've always loved you.'

He scrunched up his eyes as more tears fell and he cursed himself for being so weak in the hands of love.

'You're avoiding the truth Emma'. His fingers curled around her sides as her head dropped to his shoulder. To the outside world they looked like lovers. To them they were a product of their own foolish desires that ran too fast on impulses with a finger held up to consequences. Act first, think later. They had both done it and broke their hearts in the process.

They should have been destined to be together from the start.

But fate kept them apart.

'Will you wait for me?' She looked into his eyes and found the pain of sorrow form buds of droplets in the corners. She tightened her grip around his neck as her fingers stroked his skin. She loved him but he was right.

She might not have loved Carl but that didn't mean she hadn't felt for him.

'Through everything' he promised as he lowered her face to his with a touch to her cheek. Her tears spilt and mixed with those on his cheek as slowly her lips edged closer to his. It was short, and soft, but he felt every twitch and movement of her body through those brief few seconds. They pulled away from one another as their hands locked together,

'Someday this will work won't it', she whispered, half reassuring herself that their past would grow to the present.

'Someday we'll be together' he replied, kissing her again, 'someday'.


A/N: Hope this chapter is ok, I don't want to get them together too quickly. We all know she loves Will but you can't dive straight into another relationship after ending your marriage right? You know what happened last time someone did that *cough Shelby, April cough!*

If you still like the story please review, they make me want to write quicker! :)

Hope you all had a fantastic Christmas and enjoy the beginning of 2011!