A/N: I promised an update, so here's an update. Thanks to everyone who reviewed! You make my day :). There's one chapter left and I'll put it up tomorrow or the next day. Hope everyone likes this and reviews are love :)

Oh, by the way. I think I'm going to go through and replace all of the chapters to fix the formatting sometime soon. The story isn't going to be changed at all, but I wanted to let everyone know in case you get a million alerts. This is my apology in advance. I've never replaced chapters before so I don't know if I'll flood your inbox's or not. So, sorry. :)

On to the story...

Will had never been so glad to hear the bell signaling lunch ring before. He nearly sprinted out of his classroom after the students, weaving his way around the stragglers in the hall. This was his first chance to talk to Emma all day and, by God, he was going to do it. He was going to make her listen to him if he had to break down in tears and beg.

He skidded around the corner and into the straightaway of the hallway, which the guidance office was at the end of. He wanted to catch her before she went to lunch, because this was a talk that he didn't really want to have with the nosy eyes of all the staff members watching.

He reached her office after what seemed like forever. His stomach was tied in knots of nervousness and he had no idea what to say to her at first, but he figured that it would just come to him. He already had his mouth open ready to speak when he opened the door of her office...only to find it empty.

His spirits fell abruptly. All of that rushing, all of that hoping, and she was probably in the lunch room sanitizing her place on a table. It didn't matter if he went in there to talk to her, he knew she'd just refuse to say anything about what had happened. This was his only chance to talk to her until the end of school, but apparently he'd have to wait.

Sighing and not far away from screaming in frustration, Will turned and trudged slowly out of the office and down the hall.

"Will!"

He could hear her voice in his head, that was how frustrated and upset he was that he had just missed her. He could even hear the familiar clacking of her heels as she walked down the hallway. Or, as it sounded now, ran down the hallway.

Why would Emma be running down the hallway?

"Will! Stop! Will!"

And then he froze in his place, and turned around. A huge grin lit up his face as he saw her running (well, running as fast as she could in the skirt that she was wearing) towards him.

"Emma," He said when she, breathless, finally stopped a few feet away from him.

"Do you know what I've been doing all day?" She asked, breathing deeply to calm her pounding heart even though she had a feeling that her heart wasn't pounding just because of her running.

"I don't—,"

"I've been having the same exact conversation with six different students because all of them seem to be going through the same issue that we're going through."

"What—?"

"Kurt, Mercedes, Artie, Rachel, Finn, and Brittany." Emma ticked off on her fingers. "All of them gave me stories about meeting their significant other somewhere, being stood up, and then finding out that said person was with their ex."

Will blinked. "I—,"

Emma shook her head, cutting him off again. "Do you know what I told all of them?"

"No—,"

"I told them to talk to their significant other and get all of the facts before they jumped to conclusions. I told them that the best relationships were built on trust and that they should just talk to their boyfriend or girlfriend to see what was really going on. Do you know what I realized?"

This time Will didn't even get a chance to open his mouth, as Emma grabbed his shirt and pulled him to her, immediately claiming his mouth with hers. She kissed him hard, pouring as much passion into it as she could manage. Will's arms twined around her back, and neither of them knew how Will had ended up pressed against the nearby lockers.

When Emma finally pulled back, she looked up at Will with tears glistening in her eyes.

"I realized that I jumped to conclusions." She said in a breathy, totally turned-on voice. "And that I need to start taking my own advice. I was stupid and I'm sorry and Will, I…I love you."

Will stared at her with wide eyes for just a moment, but then leaned down and captured her lips. This kiss was excruciatingly sweet and gentle, exactly opposite of the passion they had just shared. When Will pulled back, he tilted his forehead against hers.

"I love you too, Em."

Emma heard cheers burst out around her. She believed that they were just in her head until she saw Will's eyes widen and he straightened up. She followed his eyes and saw the entire Glee Club standing just down the hall, cheering and jumping up and down. Brittany was spinning Artie's chair around in circles and Rachel wrapped her arms around Finn's neck, giving him a happy kiss on the cheek. Mike broke out into a victory dance.

"They set us up." Will mumbled, then turned to look at Emma with his eyes sparkling and a grin on his face. "They planned this."

"I thought it was a little strange that they all had exactly the same dating issue." She chuckled.

"They're good kids."

"They definitely are."

Then Will leaned down and kissed her one more time.

"Should we tell them about the Sylvester Squad?"

Everyone who was currently laughing and high-fiving as they watched their two teachers basically make-out in the middle of the hallway, turned to look at Artie. He shuffled, slightly uncomfortable, but Tina smiled at him and he felt more confidence burst forth.

"I mean," He cleared his throat. "Now that they're together, and we're not going to believe any rumors about them…we may as well tell Mr. Schue, right?"

"Maybe." Rachel chewed on her bottom lip, and then turned to Santana and Brittany. "Have you guys been spying on Mrs. Schuester and Coach Sylvester?"

"Yes, we have." Santana said. "And let me just say, Mr. Schue's wife is mental."

"Definitely." Brittany nodded, her blonde ponytail bouncing.

"Did you find out anything?" Quinn asked. She hated that she wasn't a part of the Cheerios anymore and wasn't able to help with the spying at all. She placed her hand protectively on her stomach.

"Not much." Santana said, putting her hand on her hip. "We just heard them talking about what Rachel already knew, and Mrs. Schue telling Coach Sylvester about how she broke Mr. Schue and Miss Pillsbury up."

"So that's how you knew." Kurt said to Rachel, things finally clicking in his mind.

Rachel nodded. "Yeah, Santana texted it to me."

"Don't start thinking we're friends or anything just because I helped with all of this." Santana snapped. "I still don't like any of you. I just didn't want Glee Club destroyed."

"None of us did." Puck said from his spot off to the side, leaning against the lockers. He still wasn't into any of this matchmaking crap. He had a badass reputation to maintain, so standing with the rest of the geeks wasn't going to happen.

"Yeah, and we don't like you either." Mercedes glared at Santana, who glared right back.

"Guys, c'mon, stop it." Finn spoke up, stepping between the two females who looked ready to break out the claws. "We're this close," He held his thumb and pointer finger up with about an inch of space between them, "To saving Glee for sure. So stop fighting."

"Yeah." Rachel agreed. "Make nice."

Santana flipped her hair and muttered, "I don't do nice."

"You do everything else, though." Mercedes mumbled. "Like three quarters of the guys at school."

Before Santana could fire back an insult, Brittany hooked her pinky with her friends and gave her a look that only Brittany could. Santana bit her tongue.

"So are we telling Mr. Schue about the Sylvester Squad or not?" Artie piped up. His question had never actually been answered.

"I think we should." Quinn said. "We have three witnesses," She motioned at Rachel, Santana, and Brittany, "Who all heard Coach Sylvester and Mrs. Schuester plotting together."

"Coach Tanaka, too." Rachel added.

"What did he get out of all of this?" Tina asked.

"Miss Pillsbury," Brittany looked up the hall to where the two teachers were making goo-goo eyes at each other. "He's enemies with Mr. Schue because he's convinced that Mr. Schue stole his girlfriend, fiancé, whatever."

A few people just blinked at Brittany, completely surprised that she didn't say anything stupid and actually made sense.

"So are we telling Schuester or not?" Puck asked, crossing his arms. "I'm hungry and I'm sick of watching them PDA." He nodded towards Emma and Will with a disgusted expression.

"Yeah." Rachel decided. "We'll tell him after school today at Glee rehearsal."

Everyone nodded in agreement and began to head to lunch.

Will and Emma didn't even notice as the kids disappeared. They didn't notice anything except each other.

A/N: Who's excited for the finale tonight? I know I am! I'm even having a Glee marathon and going to a Glee party...yeah, I'm cool. :)