Will didn't go home that night. He went and crashed at a friends and he stayed there for a week, or so. He couldn't go back to the place that he had too many memories at - good and bad. He couldn't go back and see the house which he used to share with his ex wife, who he may still have feelings for. He couldn't go back and see the house which he, now, used to share with his, soon-to-be, ex wife. He couldn't go back and see the car themed, little boys room which belonged to his son, which will soon only visit a few times a week. He couldn't see the nursery that he and Emma had spent weeks painting and decorating for their new baby girl. Then there was the sleeping in the bed he used to own with Emma and smelling all of her perfumes when rolling over, or opening certain drawers. He wasn't ready yet, and he doubted he would be for a while. After that week and a half of sleeping on a friends couch, he finally went home. He opened the door and started crying as soon as he saw the cars scattered on the floor, and Emma's reading glasses on the kitchen island. He shut the door and picked up a car and held it close to him, like it had some sort of sentimental reasoning behind it. He guessed Emma had yet to come and pick up her stuff. Will grabbed a beer out of the fridge and slumped back onto the couch, inserting an old musical into the DVD player. He must have fell asleep, because the feeling of cold beer running down his thigh awoke him. The movie was back onto the menu and it was dark outside. He decided on going to bed and that was the ritual of the next 3 weeks. Get in from work, grade some papers, grab a beer, and fall asleep watching an old musical. The Glee kids picked up that something was wrong, considering Will had taken his wedding ring off, never spoke of Alex, and looked extremely tired. But none of them dared to ask him why. They knew he could snap any moment, so they left it. Emma still hadn't visited to pick up any of her stuff, so on the weekends, he often stayed up all night, just to see if she would turn up. Not that he couldn't sleep peacefully at night, anyways. He often fell asleep hugging her pillow, inhaling her sweet perfume which he sprayed on it every now and then. He found a habit of going into Alex's room and sitting in the rocking chair, too. He hasn't seen his children in 3 weeks, and he was worried, to be quite honest. But, it was a nearly month after Alex's birth that he heard that same old unlatching on the door and giggling. He rushed to the front door and stood impatiently waiting for them to walk through the door. Dalton ran in and a few tears escaped from Will's eyes.
"Daddy! I have missed you so much!" Will wrapped his arms around Dalton tightly, like he was never going to let go. Emma watched awkwardly.
"I've missed you so much too, buddy! Oh my, look how you have grown in a month!" He ruffled his hair and smiled. He stood up and saw Emma standing with her arms on the back of the baby carrier that was over her shoulders. He walked over to Emma slowly.
"I'm sorry it took so long to get back to you..." She said, looking into Will's eyes. "I think Alex has missed you. Even though she's only met you once for a brief time..." Emma bit her lip and Will wiped his cheek.
"Are you here to give me the, uhm, the papers?" Will looked towards the bag she was carrying. She shook her head.
"Well, it's unfair on keeping the children from you, and I decided that we can talk it out before taking that huge step..." Will's eyes widened.
"Oh my God, really? Thank you so much!" He smiled.
"I haven't decided on anything yet, we need to talk..." Emma gulped and Will nodded.
"Can I hold her? I haven't held her since her birth..." Emma walked towards the sofa and sat down. She lifted Alex out of the carrier and handed her to Will who was sat next to her already. Dalton was behind them, playing with his cars which he hasn't seen in nearly a month. "She has grown a lot... She is so gorgeous..." Emma smiled.
"Yes. She has your cute, Kirk Douglas chin dimple." Will chuckled and placed a finger on her chin.
"What is she like? I mean, is she good? Is she quiet? Does she feed easily?"
"She gurgles a lot, and she sleeps perfectly. I've only had to get up once or twice during the night since she has been born. And she loves her food. Little chubby princess, arent you?" Emma pinched Alex's cheeks gently and wobbled them slightly. Will smiled and rocked her slightly.
"She is perfect... How have you been looking after her, and Dalton? Where were you staying?" Will looked at Emma in the eyes.
"I went and stayed at my parents... I was borrowing my brothers kids furniture, and my mum and dad have helped out with Alex and Dalton a lot."
"I could have been there to help you... I SHOULD have been there..." Emma blushed.
"I'm sorry. I overreacted and I wasn't thinking. I had just given birth, my emotions we running high."
"I'm only letting you off because I haven't seen my children, or you, in a month... And I still love you, no matter what." Emma blushed and looked down. Alex started crying and Will looked worried. "Did I do something?"
"No, she's just hungry. It's her feed time. Do you mind if I feed her here?" Will shook his head and passed Alex back to Emma.
"No, not at all. Do you need anything?"
"No, I've got everything in the bag, thank you." She smiled and took a bottle of milk out of the pouch. "Do you want to feed her?" Will nodded and Emma handed her back to Will carefully. He started feeding Alex and she stopped crying.
"She's such a little good girl. I remember when Dalton was this age, he wouldn't even let us put the bottle in his mouth!" Emma giggled and looked over to Dalton to see if he was okay.
"She's a menace when it comes to bathing, though. It's like it's her giving you a bath! Silly dancing legs. I reckon she's taken after you already!" Will chuckled and not long after, the milk bottle was empty. He picked Alex up, so she was facing him.
"She won't throw up when I burp her, right?"
"It would be a first, if she does!" Emma pulled down Alex's top slightly and smiled. Will started rubbing Alex's back and Emma watched admirably.
"Is there a saying that is; the second is always more behaved?" Emma laughed and shook her head.
"No, females are just more reserved." She winked and Will rolled his eyes, smiling. "So, what have you been doing this past month? Have you seen Terri?" She looked down and bit her lip. Will carried on rubbing Alex's back.
"I've just been watching a lot of old movies... And no. I told her that, in order to not lose you fully and to start caring for my family more, I can't see her ever again. I don't want to lose you, or Alex, or Dalton." Emma smiled at Will while he finished burping Alex. He pulled her to the front of him again and starting bouncing her on his knee. "Who's a good little girl? Is that you? Is that you!" Alex grinned at her dad and Will chuckled. Emma looked on at them and smiled to herself. "I think it is safe to say we make a good pair of baby makers. They couldn't be any more perfect." Emma laughed and nodded.
"Because they take after their daddy." Will turned to look at Emma with wide eyes, and she blushed. "Did I just say that out loud? Oh, Gosh..." She covered her face. Will stroked her arm.
"Don't be embarrassed... It's not bad if you still have feelings for me? I'm praying that you do, so we can get back to being a family... And so I can spend more time getting to know my little princess!" He kissed Alex's nose.
"Let's talk then... Do you still have the baby furniture?" Emma asked.
"Yes, of course I do?" Will looked at her, confused.
"Okay, let's put Alex to sleep and we can get Dalton to play with Lego, or something." Emma took Alex back off of Will and walked upstairs slowly. Will followed with Dalton over his shoulders. Not long after, they walked back downstairs and Emma sighed as she slumped back into the sofa.
"Are they a hassle?" Will asked and Emma nodded.
"You never get a break. One minute, Alex needs seeing to, the next minute, Dalton does. It's never ending and I really wish you were there... I'm sorry it took so long..." Will sat beside her.
"I wish I was too, and I'm here now. But it was my fault that this all happened, and I am incredible sorry... Ugh, I hate myself so much for missing her birth!" Will threw his head into his hands.
"You missed one of the biggest milestone of our lives, even if you had already seen it once before... She was your first daughter?"
"I know, and I am really, really, really sorry, Ems. I can't explain how sorry I am in words..." He placed his hand on top of hers, and this time, she didn't pull away.
"I know you are sorry, and I'm willing to look past it... But I need to know the full extent of you and Terri, otherwise we can't sort us out." He nodded.
"Okay, well, it started when she kissed me... I felt something, but I didn't want to feel it... I don't love her, I love YOU, and I wouldn't go back to her for the world... What she done was terrible, but she was my wife for so long, and I've known her since high school... This past month, since you've been gone, I've tried to get rid of her out of my mind, and it has worked. I don't like her, Em. And I was stupid enough to start liking her in the first place. I don't want to lose you, or my family, so I've sorted myself out and stopped talking to her, and, almost, forgotten about her. I am truly sorry for all of the pain she has caused us, and I know I should have listened to you and cut contact straight away, but I was idiotic and didn't listen. I am so sorry... I promise I will listen to you from now on, and I will do ANYTHING just as long as I keep the ones I love close to me..." Emma wiped a tear away and nodded.
"Okay... How will I know that you won't do it again with someone else?" She looked into his eyes.
"I'm pretty sure if someone else done it, you would kick them to the next universe, and so would Dalton! I wouldn't let another woman come near me, I promise." He smiled and Emma smiled back.
"Do you think I was too harsh on you?" She bit her lip and looked down.
"No, not at all." He shook his head. "You were upset, and I know I was the one in the wrong. You don't need to apologise in this. It's all my fault..." He shuffled closer to her.
"Okay... I wish I had come back as soon as I came out of hospital... I have kept the children from you for too long. Especially Alex..." Emma leant her head on his shoulder, then realised what she was doing and sat back up.
"Well, I'm here now, and I'm not going anywhere. Do you think we could, perhaps, try one more time?"
"I wouldn't say no, even if you paid me the biggest amount of money available." She smiled and Will grinned back.
"So, is that a 'we're back together' I hear?" He smirked and Emma nodded. "Thank you so much, Ems! I won't do anything to let you down again, I promise! Let me just go get something!" He ran upstairs and got her wedding ring off of the chest of drawers.
"What are you doing?" Emma rolled her eyes, and giggled.
"Emma Schuester, will you be my wife - again?" She laughed and nodded.
"Of course."