Hello readers :) This chapter changes POV between Emma and Will as I wanted to include both characters thoughts heading up to their meeting. I will try not to ruin this chapter for you but it doesn't include much interaction as it mainly focuses on their actions and feelings.

And BTW, Sorry for the delay in update I've just been really busy with college and work and blah blah blah but its up now so enjoy !

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Reunited

Will was about to have a refreshing and awakening shower on Monday morning when he suddenly heard the rumble of his cell phone vibrate. He wished and wished it would be Emma returning one of his many texts from the weekend and that very morning. He quickly rushed over to the wooden tabletops in his hired hotel room searching their surfaces in order to pin point where the vibration had come from. Finally picking up his phone all hope vanished from his face as he read the lit up screen:

1 new message from Terri

He sighed, using all his willpower to click read as he was about to ignore it before feeling a wash of guilt ride over him. He sighed again rolling his eyes as he read the message:

Will please answer ur phone today we need 2 talk

x

Truth be told Will had been ignoring her calls all weekend. He didn't want "to talk" especially not to her. Whatever she had to say he didn't want to hear it. He only wanted to hear from one person...

Emma awoke and felt pleasantly happy as she thought back to her achievements of the previous weekend. Not only had she sorted out her job mess but she had also managed to clean her condo thoroughly with the extra hours of spare time from not being at work on Friday. Lying on her back on the soft fresh sheets she inhaled the homely smell of disinfectant and clean cotton. Relaxing, her mind ran over the events of the looming day ahead. So this was the day she would come face to face with Will since their... kiss.

She slumped over her bedside table and switched on the lamp. Noticing that her phone was flashing she sat up and stared at it with apprehension.

Will had sent her numerous texts over the weekend asking if she was OK and if she wanted to talk. Emma suddenly felt very guilty as she hadn't replied to a single one. Maybe she should have replied. She didn't want to come across ignorant but she didn't want to appear eager to speak to him either. She wanted to deal with things at her own pace. Was that so selfish of her? She sighed as she began to open the new text that was surprisingly from him:

Hey Em,

Look I know you probably won't reply and I guess you won't be awake yet anyway, but I just want to let you know that I do care about you and that I'm here for you – always.

Will

X

She smiled and couldn't help but feel her face turn red and her heart beat quicken. Oh gosh. Why does he always have this affect on me.

Her face lay traces of a smile as she noticed how he never used shorthand when he text her and how he had left her a X at the end. Was that just a friendly kiss or did he purposely put it there?

Emma scanned over the date and time it was sent and saw that he had only sent it a few minutes ago. It hadn't woken her because her phone was on silent but she had got up at the exact same time. Must be destiny she whispered to herself as she giggled. Oh gosh Emma, have you any idea how sad you sound right now?!

She pushed her fangirlness aside and searched her brain for the guidance counsellor.

She badly wanted to reply to his text but she didn't feel she had the confidence to. What would she say anyway? Would she sound like she was stuttering even through an electronic message!? She didn't want that. No she just wanted to thank him for caring for her – and in the simplest but sincerest way possible.

Nervously she began to hit the buttons on her phone slowly making sure she didn't slip up and send something she would regret. Once she had typed two words out she hesitated before hitting send her palms beginning to clam over. As she watched her phone signal that the message had been sent her brown eyes widened. What had she done? Oh Emma why couldn't you just wait to see him?

She threw her cell phone back on the polished bedside table before leaning over and pumping some hand sanitizer on her palms in hope of getting rid of the clamminess. She took a deep breath, stood up and began to get ready for the day ahead starting with her twice- sometimes three times a day-shower.

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Since she had to set up her office, arrange all her belongings and deal with overdue student problems Emma decided that arriving earlier than usual at McKinley that morning was a sensible thing to do.

There was the odd car dotted around the parking lot as Emma pulled into her vacant spot. She stole a quick glance across the opposite side to see that Will was not yet here much to her pleasure. That at least gave her some time to sort things out before she was sure he would come looking for her. She carefully stepped out of her car wiping the handle before she shut the door and locked it behind her as she hurried towards the big glass doors of McKinley High.

Walking down the familiar hallways towards her office she felt slightly nervous as she wasn't sure what state her office would be in. Had the janitors actually cleaned the office or had they wiped down her desk and thought that was enough. Emma cringed hoping she wouldn't have to clean it herself too much but knowing pretty well that she would anyway.

She approached the last row of lockers before her office and she cautiously cupped her hands in front of her to make sure she didn't touch anything. She stared at the glass windows examining from every angle in search of fingerprints or specs of dust. To her surprise she found none. However when coming to open the door she wasn't about to risk not wiping it first.

After a thorough inspection of cleanliness and a few squirts of the disinfectant here and there Emma was soon satisfied with the hygienic value of her office. Returning from a quick visit back to her car to collect her belongings she began to neatly arrange them in order on her desk and place them specifically around the room. Half an hour had passed before she started to notice the early birds hovering around their lockers. Emma decided that at this point she should sit down and try to get some paperwork filled out in order to pass time by and to get her mind straight.

She took a pump out of a new bottle of hand sanitizer, rubbed her hands together and picked up a ballpoint pen not forgetting to wipe it first. She flicked through a few files of her regular students before settling on a questionnaire about increasing common problems within the teenage society of today's world. Teenage pregnancy was option number one on the questionnaire. Typical. She pursed her lips as her mind flashed over Quinn Fabray's current situation. Emma sighed. She knew the girl hadn't planned to get impregnated it was just a careless mistake. Why was everyone so blunt over underage pregnancies when it is much more of a sensitive matter. Not one case is the same. They shouldn't be looked down on just because they happen to be the unlucky few girls that get stuck with the consequences. At least that was her view on the topic. It had probably become stronger now that she knew someone in the situation. Plus, she had to keep an open mind about these issues when dealing with the students of McKinley.

Ticking certain boxes on the questionnaire Emma felt strangely uncomfortable with the fact that she felt like she was sharing her student's secrets with an authority she didn't even know. Her job was supposed to stand for a code of silence not backstabbing. Oh Emma, calm down your getting agitated over nothing. You're just wound up over returning to work and on edge over... him. Do not take it out on the Ohio state counselling questionnaire. She took a deep breath and continued to fill out her answers but decided to leave the paper anonymous making her feel a little bit better.

She placed the paper to one side of her desk next to her overdue pile lining it up precisely on top of her finished and ready to be sent off pile. She felt pretty organised considering her job mess last week. Before getting started on her awaiting paperwork she took the time to gently turn her mug so that the handle was angled perfectly to the right so that the embossed silver E faced her front on and caught the light from the window which made it sparkle. She smiled and held her hands up with her index finger and thumb pressing together. Satisfied she began work on the pile of paperwork that lay directly in front of her.

A while later deep in thought, Emma didn't realise that the hallway was now full of life until someone knocked on her no longer clean glass door. Her eyes shot up to put a face to the knock when she suddenly gasped and started to fidget uncomfortably in her seat.

Will.

Just as he was about to set off for McKinley he felt the urge to check his phone before driving the 10 minutes to the school. He reached into his bag, grasped the plastic and pulled out the communicator. His heart about flipped when he saw what the words read on the screen.

1 new message from Emma

EMMA! She was alive! He didn't even pause for a second when pressing read.

Thank you.

That was all he needed. He knew what she meant from just those two words. She didn't need to say any more he understood her completely. That was Emma. He knew no matter what she had said she would have meant it in the most sincere way possible. She had managed it in the simplest way possible as well. This type of communication was only achieved by the sweet, kind and truthful. In other words, Emma.

He made no hesitation during the journey from the hotel to the school. He soon arrived and pulled into his spot on the parking lot. The school was already buzzing so it was hard to see if Emma was there or not. Will suddenly stopped in his traces. Just because she replied to his text doesn't mean that she will return to work. Does it? Will felt that his emotions were taking over him. He didn't want to come across eager or desperate to see her even though he in no doubt was. He began walking again in a slower pace. Holding his bag on his shoulder he walked through the line of cars with his head held down until he saw it.

There it was. In the very same spot just as before. As if it had always been there. Will felt a weight lift off his chest and a wide grin creep its way onto his now beaming face. Emma was here. She'd come back. He let out a sigh of relief and another playful smile fought its way across his mouth as he stood facing the glass doors of McKinley. He didn't want to fantasize anymore he just wanted to see her. Racing through the heavy doors, dodging numerous figures until he finally came to the hallway for where her office lay.

And there she was. Sitting at her neatly obsessively arranged desk head in some paperwork. Like she had never been away. He treasured her beauty as he admired her from a distance. Every now and then he edged a step closer determined to knock on her glistening glass door. He didn't want to startle her though.

He starred at her fiery hair and they way every piece was perfectly set in place slightly bouncing as she looked from paper to paper. He scanned over what she was wearing, a crisp white blouse covered by a vintage pale green cardigan which draped over her knee-high pencil skirt exposing her bare legs which crossed under her desk elegantly. He watched her concentrate showing intelligence as she filled out whatever it was she was so focused on. He noted her natural beauty. He felt almost rude to disturb her.

She didn't notice him standing right outside the door until he tapped gently with his knuckles on the glass. She flinched and looked up startled. He felt his mouth curl up at one side giving her a friendly and approachable, is-it-OK-to-come-in smile. He felt his face burning slightly as he caught her eyes on him as he carefully opened the pristine door. He cautiously stepped in with one hand on the back of his neck not meeting her gaze in fear of rejection. Finally he managed to persuade himself to look in those big brown eyes and meet the women who held his heart.

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Well there it is. Sorry for the lack of interaction between characters in this chapter hopefully the next chapter will behold more :) I was trying to focus on their thoughts rather than jumping into the actual communication between the two as I said before. Hope you enjoyed reading and thought I'd be a bit mean and leave it on Cliffhanger :D

I don't know when the next chapter will be up but please review and leave me your thoughts and maybe your ideas as to where this story should lead next...