R&R! No I haven't have up on this story. I've just been VERY busy for the past couple of days.

Omniscient PoV

Quinn decided it was best to go home, she knew that her work was finished. That she had lessened Emma's burden. But then she thought of the Pillsbury's. She was still living with them. But they too had gone to New York. They didn't tell Quinn what they would do there and they haven't seen each other since. She also figured that Emma hadn't seen them yet since she had no idea they were even in the city.

Emma and Will walk around the city. She had just finished the book signing. The kids were still at Rachel's and they wanted to make the most of the time they had to themselves. It was a chilly evening. They were hand in hand, laughing to the most random things. Seeing screens with Emma's name, screens with her book cover. It was still a fantasy for her, 5 years and it still has been.

They were walking in Times square when Emma heard someone call out for her. She turned back and saw him.

Adam, the guy she 'tried' to date before that night with Will. The guy she spent a night with, drunk after a party of her friend's.

She tugged on Will's arm. Which caused him to stop talking and turn around. His face wasn't very easy to forget. Will would never forget, he was the guy who made him realize how much he wants Emma to himself. In his life. His eyes widen in shock, in reality, both of their eyes widened in shock. Adam ran to Emma.

Her big doe eyes were Gaping at him. She was scared and as confused as ever. Hoping he wouldn't bring out the topic of what had happened to them.

"Emma!" he shouts holding her arms in his. Causing Emma and Will's linked hands to separate. Emma looked at Will.

"Adam, I'm sorry I haven't made it clear. I'm dating someone." she says. Will relaxes a bit.

"What? When you said you needed space I gave you space because I thought you just needed time Emmie. But you obviously just needed to escape from me." he says. "And I thought you wouldn't let me go. That night Em, that one night made me feel like we were meant for each other." he adds. Emma's gaze turns to Will. Who, surprisingly, was walking out of them. He looked at Adam one more time.

"I was drunk. And we are over, not that there was even something between us!" she shouts. She runs, trying hard to get to where Will was.

"Will! Will!" it was her desperate plea for him to stop walking away from her. She gasped for air. She ran again. Until she caught up to him. She held his arm in her hand. Protectively holding it, willing him not to walk away.

"I thought you loved me." he says turning back to her. His face stained with dry tears as his voice was cracked.

"I do Will. What makes you think I don't?" She asks. Still gasping for air.

"You, you and that guy. You-You made love to him." he says. Trying to get her hand away from his arm.

"It wasn't making love. It was one night, one night that I regret. One night Will. One night doesn't compare to my love for you."

"Well then, I'm sorry! I'm sorry I have to be jealous! I'm sorry I'm so imperfect!" he shouts at her.

"So you didn't think I was jealous when you and Janine were living together in OUR house? That I wasn't jealous when you were making false babies with her?!" she shouts back. Tears finally trickling down her eyes. Remembering back when Emma had come to his house that day, kissing each other passionately for the first time. It was just after he found out about everything. When they first became a couple. She had told him that she didn't want to make out in the place where she knew that Will and Terri's made fake babies in.

"I did it, yes. That doesn't mean you could just take revenge on me like that." he says almost a whisper. He knew that there was no sense in what he was saying. He knew that he was wrong. He knew that Emma had won this battle.

"Why Will? Did you want me too just cry myself in bed, sexually frustrated while our kids tell me about the things that you and Janine were doing at home? Did you just want me to stay there and think, will I ever be loved?"

"I just don't understand." he says. Sitting down on one of the benches. He had nothing against her. She was right. So right that it made him want to cry of embarrassment.

"It was one night. I was drunk. Will, I didn't even remember anything. Just one night, and you, you had spent weeks with her." She says remembering Janine.

"I was vulnerable. I craved for a relationship that was not trapped with fights and yelling." he says.

"Not trapped with fights and yelling? In fact I was the one who did everything for us to be in good terms. I would ask you to have dinner with me and you'd just ignore me like I didn't exist. You never slept next to me anymore. I was so lonely Will!" she says, "Don't you think I too deserve a relationship that wasn't that way? But I didn't do anything stupid because I knew in my heart that you are the only one for me." she says. She was mad, the memories awakening before her. How she cried herself to sleep in fear of Will finally leaving her, all those nights of failed attempt of intimacy.

"Stupid, that you're right. I just didn't think you would think about that Emma." he says.

"Gosh! I have feelings too Will! You're not the only one." she says. Her phone buzzes as she delivers the line. She was irritated at Will and she was glad someone had called her. She picked up the phone and saw that it was Santana.

"Emma?" Santana said through the other line.

"Yeah, I'm here." she says trying to keep calm.

"Rachel, Kurt and I have a night shift at the diner, are you still going to take long? The kids are looking for you too." Santana says.

"Yeah, I'm coming. Be there in a few. Thanks Santana." she says. Walking away from where Will stood. He ran after her.

"Emma!" he called out "Emma!" he says again, that made her just run even faster. But his long legs weren't any match for her petite ones. He had caught up to her but she shrugged him away. He figured it was best to just follow her instead of feeling even worst since she doesn't mind him.

They walked, two or so meters apart. Emma finally calmed herself. Still irritated but calm. Will eyes her while he walks. She was mad. Very mad, he figured. The only, question was. How was he going to make up for it?

They remained without words until they arrived in the apartment, where they had took the elevator up the first time their eyes met, it was a mere three seconds as Emma mumbled incoherently and looked down.

"Act like nothing happened for the kids." she says. "This doesn't mean I forgive you." She adds exiting the elevator wherein Will had no choice but nod and got out quickly at the fear of being trapped inside.

He tried to hold on to her hand with his. But she retracted it from his and pretends to fix her hair, she just really didn't want to show him that she wasn't mad, because she was. Really was.

Emma knocked on the door. Smiling slightly when Santana opens it. The Latina felt the tension rising. She wanted to snap at Will but remembered that she shouldn't judge him by just one weak smile. Will stayed outside, Santana looking at him awkwardly. He hears Emma say "Thank you so much guys." and soon, he was face to face with her, a little girl asleep in her arms and a walking sleepy Matty. Rubbing his eyes and yawning in the process. Will takes Lucy off of her mother's arms and carries her. Emma doesn't acknowledge it, instead she just shrugged him off and held onto the little boy. Hoping Matty was sleepy enough to not notice the tension.

Emma called for a cab as they got out of the building. She sat up front putting Matty at the back first, Will following closely behind with the little redhead, an exact replica of her mother in his arms, her head leaning on his shoulder.

He gets in the car. Emma told the driver where to go and the cab was silent throughout the whole trip. No one daring to talk what they had out. Especially publicly, in New York, and Emma wasn't an ordinary person, she is a writer, they make a scene and the next? Posted on every newspaper in the city.

They got there, Emma putting Matty to sleep, Will putting Lucy on her bed. It was a lot easier for Will as the girl didn't need to be rocked to sleep since she already was. Matty, throughout the whole trip was asleep, and by that, he gained lots of energy and was all jittery and hyper.

Will went to change and grab a quick shower, he had positioned himself in the bed, awaiting Emma's arrival. And to his surprise, she came back half an hour later in her pajamas.

Emma slid in the covers, she had put two pillows in between her and Will. She didn't want to talk to him, see him and she had to sleep beside him. Will took the pillows out of his way and leaned in closer to Emma. She didn't notice his presence.

He slid his arm through her stomach to hug her. She grabbed his arm and took it off of her.

"Emma." he says, her name fading. She shrugs him off. "I'm sorry" he adds. She scoots herself to the edge of the bed. She was uncomfortable but she thought it was better than being next to him.

"I know it's uncomfortable in that position." he says moving back to give her space. She silently nods and she scoots. Before she could do anything. Will hovers above her.

"Emma, talk to me." he says. She pushes him off her.

"Please Will. Just please don't come near me." she says.

"No Emma. I won't. I won't until you forgive me." he convinces her, scooting next to her.

"Well, you want me to forgive you? After everything?"

"I was wrong. And I'm sorry." he says. "Please Emma. Let's not make a big deal out of this." he says.

"It wasn't a big deal, until you made it one!" she says raising her voice.

"Well why did you have to bring up the past?" He asks.

"Because you still didn't know how I felt when you were not with me! You didn't know how hard it was Will, how much I cried when I thought about you and Janine. How I almost died of desperation for attention from you. How I spent all those lonely nights with pillows to comfort me instead of you." she says.

Will doesn't say anything. He was obviously shocked.

"And here you are, making a big deal of ONE night! One night while you spent tons with JANINE! One night compared to the tons I spent alone, crying myself to sleep every single time. Now what do you have to say?! Anything Will?" she says turning to him. Rolling her eyes in the process.

"I'm sorry Em. Please forgive me."

"Just please don't. Please don't talk to me or call me that. My name is Emma! E-M-M-A." she says before grabbing her pillows and going off to the living room. He stays there for a moment. She must be really angry, she never corrected him when he said Em, she usually loved it and blushed in the process. He goes out and sees her comfortably snuggled in the living room. Soundly asleep. He carries her bridal style and puts her gently on the bed. He kisses her forehead.

"I love you Emmie, I hope you forgive me." he whispers. He was going to slide in next to her but decides against it, he gets a blanket and heads for the living room. He needed to give her space, it would be war if Emma saw him beside her in the morning.

He gets himself comfortable in the couch. It was huge so he easily was, he noticed that the pillows and blanket smells so much like Emma. He snuggles up to the pillow hoping and praying that it was in fact Emma Pillsbury. But he hadn't fell asleep that easily. He remembered what Quinn told him. What if Emma calls her in the middle of the night. No that can't happen, she's asleep. Or maybe she was pretending. He thinks. He was so paranoid. He couldn't loose Emma again. Then he remembered what Santana had said. What if she sensed Emma's coldness towards him? What if she calls early morning and Emma tells her what happened. That he did in fact let a sad tear fall down the redhead's eyes. What if, what if, what if. They were all that ruled his mind that evening.

Xx

Meanwhile, back to Adam.

Adam left, he knew he had no place in Emma's heart. He had just caused a fight. Or even a scandal since he saw Emma and Will fight afterwards. He finally regret that he accepted the offer of Mr and Mrs. Pillsbury. They had asked him to come to Emma, make sure Will was there and remind her of the night they had spent together. They had said.

"If they get back together after what you would say then we have nothing to do but accept it. I'd give him another chance, because I know that they couldn't get over an obstacle that big if they weren't meant to be together, if they don't love each other."

Adam replied with a.

"Okay. And what happens if they don't get back together?" he asked.

Rose answered by saying.

"Well that's simple. She'd come crawling back to you, in need of what Will had failed to give her. Crawling back to you and you could finally love her without Will interrupting your dates." Rose says.

He shook his head, trying to get the memory out. He loves Emma. He thinks he does. But he didn't want to ruin her relationship. It was what made her happy. Will made her happy. He had regret doing what he was asked. He wanted them together.