Flaws & all - Will Schuester loves Emma Pillsbury, he loves her red hair, her big brown eyes, he even loves her excessive cleaning and obsessive routines, he loves every freckle on her body. To put it bluntly, he couldn't imagine living without her, which is good, because she doesn't think she'd survive without him.

Rating - T

Characters - Will and Emma

A/N -Reviews/concrit are loved, as are suggestions as to what you want to see happen. And I'm from the UK, so if anything American is not quite right, please let me know and I'll fix it.

"Emma" Will mumbled sleepily, finding her stood in front of the fridge at 3am. "What's going on."

"Your baby is hungry" she said simply, gazing into the open fridge, one hand holding the door open, the other stroking circles on her ever expanding stomach.

"And what does Sophie want this time?" he asked, moving to stand behind her, resting his hand over hers. Emma said nothing, but chewed her bottom lip, her eyes focused on the carton of chocolate milk Will had bought. "Does Sophie have different tastes to her mummy?" he asked, following her gaze. Emma nodded and Will reached for the carton. He sat Emma down at the small table before taking three glasses from the cupboard. He filled one to the brim with the brown liquid, the second he only half filled and the third he filled with water. "Try it" Will said, putting the half full cup and the water in front of his nervous wife. "Imagine how shocked your therapist would be if you told her you'd drank milk!" he grinned, unable to tear his eyes from Emma as she lifted the glass to her lips, taking a small sip before smiling and emptying the glass. "I take it Sophie approves?"

Emma nodded and smiled as Will passed her his still full glass which she also quickly emptied. "Thank you" she grinned happily.

"Every day" Will began, "Every day you find another way to amaze me." He kissed her head before standing from the table, putting a pb&J sandwich and another glass of chocolate milk in front of Emma. "You said Sophie was hungry. I made her a sandwich" he explained

"Want to go halfsies?" Emma grinned

Will nodded and took a sandwich from the plate. "Who'd have thought it? That two years after we shared that sandwich, we'd be sat here, married, with a baby on the way, still sharing our food."

"I wouldn't change a thing though" Emma sighed happily.

"I would" Will said, earning a shocked glance from Emma. "If I could change it, I'd have made you mine a long long time ago."

Emma smiled, "you were worth the wait Will."

"So were you" he agreed, "every single second."

Will stood up and placed the empty plates and glasses in the sink, watching as Emma frowned slightly. "Emma" he said calmly, "it's almost 4am, we have to be up for work in 2 and a half hours, I promise you I will wash them as soon as I wake up, but right now we both need to get back to sleep.

Emma didn't look convinced, "You go back to bed" Emma suggested, "I'll just wash these and then be straight up, I won't sleep unless I know they're done."

"Leave them Emma, they'll still be there in the morning. Think of it as practice."

"What for?"

"Well what happens if I'm at work, you've just finished lunch and before you've had time to wash up, Sophie wakes and needs feeding and changing? You'd leave the dishes right?"

Emma nodded, "of course I would."

"Well then" Will took her hand, right now I need to sleep, and I can't sleep without you, so you can leave the dishes."

"Will" Emma's protest fell on deaf ears as Will wrapped his arm around her waist and lead her from the kitchen.

"Sophie wants to sleep" Will nodded, kissing his wife and pulling the covers over them, "Love you Em" He flicked off the small light by his bed, and got no reply from Emma. She was already asleep.

"Okay Will clapped his hands and called the group to order, "sit down, I've got something to tell you." He waited for the group to take their seats before continuing, "I've been asking around and Mrs Morris, the English teacher has agreed to take on coaching you after regionals, she's going to sit in on a few sessions to get used to how things are run." The kids nodded and mumbled between themselves, still not happy about Will leaving the group, "Now Emma and I are going to speak Figgins about the arrangements for regionals, you know what you're doing and we're trusting you to get on with things." He warned before leaving the room, hand in hand with his wife.

"I don't know how I feel about the two of you chaperoning the glee kids to regionals without anyone else." Figgins spoke truthfully, "you are quite heavily pregnant, and you know that if I had my way you'd already be at home with your feet up." Emma nodded, Figigins had tried, and failed, to convince her to start her maternity leave several times already, and with only nine weeks left until Sophie was due, he panicked every time she did anything more strenuous than sitting at her desk. He was almost as bad as Will. Almost.

"I've spoken to Mrs Morris" Will told him, "she's going to take over the running of the glee club after regionals, so I can spend more time with Sophie and Emma. She's agreed to help chaperone."

Figgins nodded, "Okay. I'm still not sure about you going all that way though Emma."

Emma smiled, "Thank you for your concern principal Figgins, but we'll only be gone for the day and I'll still have 7 weeks left before my due date. I'm sure I'll be fine, and I'd rather go with the kids than sit at home on my own."

Figgins nodded again, "okay. But make sure you take care of her Schue."

"Of course I will." Will confirmed, surprised that Figgins even felt the need to tell him to loo after his wife.

"We had a discussion whilst you were gone." Rachel spoke as Will and Emma walked back into the room. "We want you to know that we don't want Mrs Morris to take over" she announced.

The rest of the group mumbled in agreement before Kurt spoke up, "You started glee club Mr S, without the two of you we wouldn't have come this far, and we've decided we don't want to go any further without you."

"We're gonna rock regionals" Mercedes told him, "but win or lose we're not gonna carry on with glee after."

"But you've improved so much" Emma was shocked, "What if you win regionals?"

It was Puck that spoke next, "then we go out on a high, not as a bunch of crappy losers"

"We've made our minds up Mr S, Mrs S" Quinn told the two adults, "so we should probably get on with rehearsals, make the most of the time we've got left."

They stood nervously on the stage, Vocal adrenaline to their right were wearing smug looks on their faces, they'd convinced themselves that they'd won.

And the runners up of the 2010 Ohio show choir competition, Vocal adrenaline"

Emma had barley registered the announcement before she found herself being grabbed around the waist by Will his lips against hers as the kids almost suffocated them in a celebratory hug as they were announced winners.

Will took the trophy, a proud grin etched on his face, along with marrying Emma and finding out she was pregnant this was definitely up there as one of the best moments of his life. He was so engrossed in his own happiness that he didn't notice Rachel take hold of the announcer's microphone.

"I think I speak for us all when I say We're so surprised to have won, we knew the competition would be hard, but. . "

"But we're under no illusions that this has been a walk in the park compared to the competition we'll face at nationals, we'll see you there" Will waved the trophy above his head before guiding the kids off the stage.

"Mr Schuester" Rachel was angry that he'd stolen the limelight from her, "we made it very clear to you that New Directions were disbanding after regionals, we need to let the show choir organisation know that, as runners up, it will be Vocal Adrenaline at nationals, not us."

Will paused for a minute, turning to face Emma as she smiled and nodded, her hand rubbing circles on her stomach. "Not even if I was still your coach?"