Emma's POV
No physical activities. For me that's okay, but for Will. He lived his whole life on singing and
dancing, but the doctor did say he might dance again. We just needed to get him to do
the correct treatment and everything will be fine. Now my soul can rest. Thank you Finn.
Will's POV
How can Emma be so calm? If I can't dance I lost a career. I can't choreograph routines
and that might lead the kids to constant loses. Oh dear lord and if Sue finds out. She's
going to fire me in two seconds. I'm determined to dance again. After all. LETS DO SOME
STARKID Y'ALL.
To dance again!
Ive been waiting all these years
To dance again
Now at once a chance appears
Its lovely swaying, and the musics playing
So come on! Lets dance again!
Emma's POV {8 days later. }
"Come on Will. You could do it. Just 4 more push ups and we are done for the day."
It's hard watching him struggle, but more importantly it's hard to push him to struggle. There
was just one up in all this drama. He seems to have forgotten about Finn. No more tears and
no more speeches. Maybe Finn did actually hear me. Maybe he erased the painful memory
out of Will's head. Finn Hudson really was our guardian angel.
"Two more Will! Two more! If you do these two without whining expect kids from me"
"Wait what" yelled Will from the top of his lungs.
I slapped my forehead "God dammit how stupid of me. I meant a kiss."
Will just smirked and said "But I do want kids."
I smiled and ignored his comment. As soon as he was done he went for his reward. I gently
touched his cheek and he kissed me so softly, so carefully. It felt angel-like. He gently picked
me up and ran around with our laughter filling the room. That didn't last long for Will
collapsed on the floor with the pain hitting him as hard as possible.