Authors Note: Thank you for reviewing, it makes me smile :)

I have lots to do this week and am going away for a long weekend but chapter 3 is already started so will try to get it up before the weekend!

Forgot the disclaimer in the first chapter so I must admit, sadly, that i do not own Glee or any of the characters but if I did this is how things might go down in Season 2.

It was Monday morning, the first day back after summer holidays, and Emma was in her office, ensuring the place was spotlessly clean before she settled back into her old routine. It had been three months since the day Will had kissed her outside Figgin's office, and she hadn't seen him since. After she had recovered from the shock of what had happened, she knew she had to get out of there. She needed time and space to think. Will loved her. He loved her. It was what she had wanted to hear him say since the very beginning of their friendship, and she had never imagined she would actually hear the words come out of his mouth. That was why she had kissed him back, she told herself, shock and nostalgia. That was what it had to be, because whatever she felt for Will, he had hurt her, badly, and it wouldn't be fair to Carl if she didn't give him a chance, a chance he deserved more than Will did.

He had tried calling her at the beginning of summer, but she couldn't answer. She wanted to tell him to leave her alone and that she was with Carl now, but somehow she knew that once she heard his voice, all her good intentions would go out the window. Eventually the calls had gotten less frequent, and in the last few weeks they had stopped altogether.

She had spent a big part of her summer with Carl, and she really had grown to like him and care for him a lot. He was patient and understanding about her mysophobia, and she really felt like she could trust him. Things were going so well, really they were, and yet, there were times when she lay awake at night, and all she could think about was the day that Will had told her he loved her, and their kiss. She hadn't told Carl. She didn't know how to. He knew some of what had happened between her and Will in the past, and she didn't want to worry him unneccessarily, because that's what it would be.. unneccessary, she was with him now, and she was not going to go back to Will again, despite how she had felt when he told her he loved her, and the butterflies she had gotten in her stomach when he kissed her, something which she never really felt with Carl. The bell rang, snapping her back to reality, and she prepared to start her day.

By the time the lunch bell rang, Emma had heard so many problems that she felt like she'd been working for a week already. Apparently, it had been a very eventful summer in Lima, and the students had stored up all their angst, ready to unload on her as soon as they got the chance. She didn't mind though, she loved helping people, it was in her nature. She hated to see people looking sad or worried, she always had done.

Emma was debating whether she should go to the break room or just eat lunch in her office when there was a knock on her door. She looked up to see Will standing there awkwardly, and gave a little involuntary gasp at his appearance. His hair was dishevelled, his face was unshaven and his eyes were tired-looking and bloodshot. He looked a mess. All of a sudden she felt a familiar pang in her chest, and it was more than just the sympathy she would have had for anyone in this situation, it was a longing to just wrap her arms around him and tell him it was all going to be okay, to see his usual happy smile and to kiss him and feel his strong arms… she stopped herself abruptly.

"Hi" she greeted him quietly, for once at a loss for what to say to him.

"You never answered my calls", he said softly, looking a her with big,sad eyes, "I was worried".

It hadn't even occured to her that he might be worried about not hearing from her, and she immediately felt guilty.

"Sorry.. I was really busy…and umm….", she trailed off, unsure what to say.

"With the dentist?", it was more of an accusation than a question really

"Yes, with Carl, my boyfriend", he winced slightly, and she regretted saying it.

"So we're just going to pretend it never happened?", he raised his voice, and she could hear his frustration, "You're just going to ignore the fact that I'm in love with you?"

She had opened her mouth to answer his first question, but his second caught her off guard. Hearing it for a second time, after so much time had passed, had more of an effect on her than she had expected, or than she would ever admit to anyone. She swallowed, trying to compose herself, silencing the little voice deep inside her that was telling her she loved him too. She reminded herself yet again, of what he had done, and how he had hurt her.

Will was still staring at her intently, watching her internal struggle, and trying to figure out what she was thinking. He had had a terrible summer. He had missed her so badly, and even when he realised she wasn't going to take his calls, he still rang every so often just to hear the sound of her voice. It was crazy, he knew that, but he just couldn't stop thinking about her, and then torturing himself wondering what she was doing with the dentist. He had never even met the guy but he already felt a deep resentment towards him, this guy had everything that Will wanted and he probably didn't even realise how lucky he was.

"Look Will" , Emma broke the silence between them, "yes there was something between us…", she hesitated, but forced herself to continue "…in the past, but I'm with Carl now, and it's really not fair of you to do this to me"

Will shoved his hands into his pockets and stared at the floor. He didn't know what to say, he had expected her to say something like this really, but it didn't make it hurt any less to hear it. Maybe she was right, maybe he was being unfair, if he loved her shouldn't he want her to be happy, so if she was happy with Carl then he should be happy for her… but was she really happy with Carl?

"Ok..", he said slowly, and as much as he didn't want to know the answer he knew he had to ask, "I know I have no right to ask you this.. again… but have you and him...?"

"You're right, you dont" , Emma cut him off. She opened her mouth to tell him the truth, then reconsidered, "but if it's what you need to hear to move on, then yes, yes we have". His face fell and he nodded silently and walked out the door, tears pricking at his eyes.

AN: I know we all (including me) want Wemma to be together after the "I love you"/kiss but I'm trying to stay true to the show and there's no way that they are going to let that happen…and I think it's very likely that they'll avoid each other for the summer because whenever something goes wrong that's what they do...