Sorry guys. BUSY weekend for my cousin's wedding then flew back and took an exam right after landing.

RIP Robin Williams. I wanted a young Will fic after DPS and Robin was fantastic in that movie (so was everyone).

I love ALL the reviews. Danika- aah yes, speaking of red wine... and to Jule, basically the same here but with his mother's passing more recent. But Will and Alicia were going to bond over a beer bottle like in 1x05 (I believe that was the episode). Glad you all loved the bi*ch reference. I was hoping to do it justice. =D

Will never found out if Mr. Florrick had intended on ordering 10 boxes of pizza. All he knew was that he was happy enough to see the name Cavanaugh two weeks later. His sister was heading to college for the first time soon and it was the only thing on his mind. That must have been the reason he was whistling on his way over to the Cavanaugh's house, despite the heat.

Alicia wasn't the one to answer the door, and it wasn't Peter Florrick. Will had no idea who the hell this guy was.

"She said you were coming," Will was still holding the box when the guy opened it and sniffed it. "Smells great. Maybe I'll have some."

"Not unless you pay me," Alicia came into view. "And we both know you won't."

He gave her a pouty look and walked away. "You need to take your eyes away from the books, Alicia! Lighten up!" he called over his shoulder.

"Sorry," she apologized to Will. "My brother would have taken it all otherwise."

"What are you studying?"

"Law."

"Me too," was all Will could say. "I mean, I'm trying," he needed to change the subject. "Here's the order. Have a good night," he gave her the boxes and started walking back to his car.

"You're forgetting something!" he turned around to see Alicia waving a few bills.

"Oh, right," he muttered under his breath. Now he looked like a bigger idiot walking back to her. "I should probably get that from you,"

"So you want to go into law school too?" she asked.

"Eventually. First I have to study, but I get distracted every time I study at home."

"You can study here."

Will chuckled to himself. "Yeah, really."

"I'm serious."

Will looked at her in the eyes for confirmation. She wasn't kidding. If she was, she was a very good actress.

"That's nice of you to offer but I don't know."

It took five minutes of arguing (if one could even call it such) for Will to agree to drop by, with Alicia promising to teach him the basics. He could see why she was studying law- she was very convincing, with just enough persuasiveness and subtlety.

Traffic was killer. Will, still unable to believe what he had just agreed to, banged his head onto the steering wheel, not even flinching when his head honked the horn for a good five seconds. At least it got the car in front of him moving.

He had promised Alicia that he would come by on Wednesday afternoon, when they both had free time (and when she said her brother would not be around to eavesdrop). Kalinda had to call his name three times before he even acknowledged her. She frowned but didn't say anything. With most people, Kalinda would seduce or flirt with them until she got what she wanted (it drove her crazy when she didn't know what she wanted to know) but she respected Will too much to ever do that to him. And he was too smart to fall for it. Others, like Cary, were not.

"Will," Patti came up to him as he was about to leave. "I want you to know I have had such a pleasure working with you."

Will furrowed his brow. When Patti was sweet, she typically had an ulterior motive to be that way. "Same here, Patti."

"But I will only be here for Christmas," she went on, as if she hadn't heard him. "Got to rest before the baby."

Now he was certainly confused. She'd had a baby in January and returned after her maternity leave. "What are you talking about?"

She looked surprised. "You must be the last one to know. I'm pregnant, and the baby is going to be born in February."

"You're pregnant?" Will asked in disbelief.

"I am," she saw the look on his face. "It happens."

"Are you thinking of populating a small island?" he lowered his voice. It was either that or the only way she could get paid without working was by going on maternity leave.

"Have a good night," she gave him one last (what he called) 'Patti smile' and left.

He shook his head after she was gone and cleaned up. He was getting a headache.

Wednesday came at a slower pace than Will expected. He spent Monday working and Tuesday doing laundry and cleaning the apartment (Will voluntarily cleaning up after himself was rare if somebody were to ask anyone from the Gardner family). By Wednesday, he was drained. The apartment was clean but he still smelled like cleaners. Going to the Cavanaughs had nothing to do with his decision to take a shower right before he left. At least, that's what Will would have said.

He shifted from one leg to the other while he waited for her to answer the door. It would only take him less than 15 seconds to run back to his car and leave. With all the customers he had encountered working as a pizza delivery boy, he had mastered that art quickly.

But no. She was there, looking perfectly normal in jean shorts and a red t-shirt. And dammit if red wasn't a good color on her.

"Just in time. Owen left half an hour ago," she left the door open for him as she walked down the hall.

"When is he getting back?" Will closed the front door and followed her.

"Hopefully not for a while. Have a seat," she motioned to the kitchen chair.

Will slid carefully into the seat and noticed the table for the first time. "Are these what I think they are?"

"All law books," she answered, taking something out of one of the kitchen cupboards. She turned around and put two glasses in front of Will. She picked up one glass. "Water?"

"Sure, thanks," he watched her pour water into his glass. "So how long have you been seeing Peter Florrick?"

"A year," she told him, picking up her own glass.

"He seems cool. And if I may say, better than his mother. Is she always like that?"

She set her empty glass down, shoulders slumped. She held up a finger. "Give me one second." Before Will could say anything, she leaned down to another cabinet and looked through it. She stood back up with a bottle of wine in her hand. Seeing the confused look on his face, she explained, "I'll need this if we're going to talk about Jackie."

"We don't have to," Will tried to say but she was already pouring some wine into her glass.

She set her glass done when it was empty. "All right. You can ask now."

"Wow," Will looked at the empty glass.

"Jackie does that to you," Alicia said, already pouring herself another.

Will took the glass away before she could drink it. "Maybe we can talk about Jackie another time, when you don't have to teach me about law?"

She pursed her lips, studying him. Then nodded.

"Good!" he said, a little too enthusiastically.

They spent the next 20 minutes studying before Will started thinking about other things. Like kicking ass and taking names in the courtroom. Alicia snapped her fingers in front of his face when she finally noticed.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

"What I always do."

He told her almost everything. About how he would go often to visit Diane Lockhart and how she had been the reason he wanted to go to Law school, how impressed he was with her performances in the courtroom and how he wished to be the same as her one day. Alicia listened to everything that he said, taking it all in.

"How did you decide you wanted to do this?" he asked her.

"To be honest, I don't know," she answered. "I know it's not the way it's portrayed on TV, I know cases can drag for years, but that hasn't stopped me from pursuing it. I'm looking at going to Georgetown next fall. That's actually how Peter and I met, in class."

Will had thought he was the only one, but now everyone he was meeting seemed interested in entering the legal field. Kalinda had been the only one that he had known who wanted to be in something similar, but an investigator. Will knew she would be one someday, she knew all the tricks and ways to finding something.

Alicia's phone rang an hour later. Her brother was already coming back, so Will took that as his cue to leave.

"You'll have to tell me more about the Florricks, and how the father is as State Attorney," Will took his shoulder bag from the chair he had placed it on.

"You can read about him online," she walked him to the front door. He placed his hand on the doorknob before turning back to look at her.

"You've seen it though."

She tilted her head and smiled. "Then I guess you'll have to listen."

He opened the door. "I'm good at that," was all he said before he left.

On one side of the Cavanaugh's front door, Will Gardner was driving back to the city. On the other side of the door, Alicia Cavanaugh was biting her lip, trying to stop the smile that was threatening to spill. She could always keep a good game face in public, but inside the home, she couldn't be nearly as successful. Nor did she want to be.

The next time she ordered a box from Will's work, Owen could eat a few slices behind her back. He could eat the whole thing.

And she wouldn't even give a damn.

You guys wanted them to study together, so there's the beginning of it. And for those asking where this story will lead to- imagine if Will and Alicia had had "good timing" a little earlier ;)