Sorry this is so late!!! School has just been hectic lately, but the summer is almost here!!! I'm so excited for the return of Glee!!! The promos look amazing. Well, here it is! Enjoy!!!!

After talking with Will, John sat thinking.

I don't want to give my little girl away! He thought. But there's no better for her than Will.

John got his thoughts together and decided he would let Will marry his little girl. He knew it was for the best. He wanted to tell him after dinner and pull him aside.

When dinner came, he couldn't stop smiling. He knew because of Emma's issue that it would be very hard to find love. Thankfully, Will was able to see past that and he loved and cared about Emma almost as much as he did.

"Will, can I see you outside for a moment," he said.

"Of course," Will replied.

He was about to open his mouth when the phone rang. He excused himself to answer it in the other room.

"Hello, Pillsbury residence."

"Hi…is Will Schuester there?" said a woman with a high-pitched voice.

John didn't want this woman to delay he and Will's conversation any longer.

"No he's not Miss. Can I take a message?"

"Yes, well, my name is Tiffany and Will and I are…sort of…together. It's kind of a secret relationship because he's kind of with someone. He just told me to call this number and-"

She was cut off by John slamming the phone and charging towards Will.


Meanwhile…

She chuckled as soon as she heard the dial tone.

"Buh-bye Sweetie pie. Nothing can stop me know."

"Good thing I heard Schuester talking about going to her parent's house in the teacher's lounge."

"And thank god for the White Pages, Ken," Terri said slyly.


"Telemarketer?" Will asked innocently.

" No Will, it was not a telemarketer. That was Tiffany!"

"Who's Tiffany?"

John then took Will's collar and slammed him up against the wall.

"Tiffany…the girl you your cheating off of behind my Emma."

This is obviously someone messing with me! I don't even know anyone named Tiffany. Will thought.

Suddenly, just like with Sue, it all came together.

Terri

"John, it's my ex-wife! She's trying to mess with Emma and me."

"That's Mr. Pillsbury to you!"

"Please sir, you have to believe me. I would never-"

He was cut off by Mr. Pillsbury's hand stopping him.

"Will, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

Will sighed. There was no point in arguing any longer. He slowly made his way out the door into the cold winter night. He stopped in front of the house and looked up at Emma's window. He saw her gently brushing her hair.

"When will it be over, Em," he whispered. "When will we get our happy ending?"