I am so sorry this took so long! But I had to rewrite a couple of times and my computer kept spazzing out on me!

But I'll update as promptly as possible!!

ENJOY!

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It was three AM. Emma had said that she would be home by nine that evening. There were track marks on the living room rug from his incessant pacing over the past two hours. She wasn't answering her phone. She wasn't responding to texts. He would have jumped in the car and gone to the club himself, had he not been so adamant about her not returning to an empty house after, what was sure to be, an awful evening. And with his luck, the moment he would have pulled out of the driveway, Sue could have dropped her off.

He was just about to dial her cell again, when he heard a car swerve into the driveway of their town home. Praying silently to himself, as he rushed to look out the foyer windows, he was relived to see Sue's black car parked obliquely behind his own.

Will swung the front door open. "Where the hell were you?" He demanded of Sue, who was already headed towards the front door.

"We were…partying…" The coach responded with a hiccup. "And we had a darn good time!"

"You drove like this?" Will gasped, noting the woman's slight stagger and slur.

"Oh please! I took my college SAT with a .23 Blood Alcohol Content!"

Will stared at her for a moment before turning back towards the car. "Emma! Why didn't you-" He stopped suddenly when he saw his girlfriend stumbling out of the passenger seat.

"Hey! It's Will! Look Susan! Will came!" Emma clapped and sat down in the grass. "What fun!" Will's jaw dropped.

"Emma?" He walked over to her and knelt next to her. He took one whiff of her breath and he knew. He turned to Sue, eyes narrowed, jaw clenched. "What the hell did you do?" He snarled.

"Listen Buster!" Drunk or not, Sue was still her belligerent self. "She…drank on her own…accord!"

"She doesn't drink Sue! She hates drinking!" Will shouted, standing up and walked towards the older woman. "What did you do to her? Huh? Did you spike her drink? Did you threaten her?" He knew he sounded ridiculous, but he didn't care.

"William! I am shocked! I just wanted a fun night with my friend…and I…got one!" She hiccupped again and smacked her lips. "Do you taste pennies?"

Will sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Sue! Just go!" He ordered. "Are you good to drive?" Despite his anger at the woman, he didn't know if he wanted her driving while impaired, for pedestrians' sakes.

"Please! Anyone who's out at this hour deserves to get smashed!" Sue let out a belch before climbing back into her car. "See ya Ellen!" She shouted out the window before speeding off.

"Sue! Wait! You forgot your lawn!" Emma shouted trying to stand up, but Will had to help her when she nearly fell on her face. "Oh Will! She'll need that!"

Will gave her a confused look as he practically carried her inside. "Baby, let's get you to bed." He murmured into her hair as he kissed the top of her head.

"No! I want to go to the party! I…missed the sing off…" Emma burped and giggled at herself as he helped her take off her shoes in the foyer. "I wanted to sing… a P-Daddy song… and pop and latch!" Will had to laugh a bit at her incorrect terminology.

He sat her on the trunk at the foot of their bed and turned to pull her sleep clothes out of the drawer. He picked out a pair of shorts and a tank top, knowing that she would probably be hot while the alcohol wore off.

"Will! Will! Will!" He heard her shout. Turning quickly, he was startled to see that she had climbed on top of his dresser, which was on the other side of the room. "Willy! What on earth happened?" She looked just as shocked about her predicament.

"It looks like you're trying to scare the crap out of me!" He sighed reaching his arms up so she could jump into them. Emma hesitated for a moment before lunging forward a little too forcefully. He was able to catch her, but the power behind her leap knocked him to the floor. Will gasped as he hit the thin rug that covered the hardwood. "Oh! Sweetie! Are you okay?" He cupped the back of her head with his hand. She was laughing, so he assumed she was alright.

"That has happened like three times!" She exclaimed as though it were the most amazing thing that had ever happened. "Sue isn't as comfortable to lie on though…I think she bit me…" She jumped up and stumbled into the hall.

"Will! Will!" He heard her shout. Will sighed and stood climbed off of the floor weakly.

"Emma! Emma!" He mimicked with a grunt, wandering into the hall.

"Will! I need the hospital!" She exclaimed! "The clean one! With the fountain! Doctor's wear gloves more there!"

"Okay! Slow down! Why do you need the hospital?" Will asked slowly as he looked her over in concern.

"Something's wrong with my face!" She pointed at the framed print of the painting of The Scream. "It must have been the fall! Or from when I licked that man's head by mistake!"

"Em, that's not a mirror." Will said, wrapping his arm around her and leading her back into the bedroom. "Now please try to sleep!" He sat her down on the bed and began to unbutton her cardigan.

Getting her changed was not an easy task. She was fidgeting, and every few minutes she'd try to jump up and climb on something. Luckily she was small and not a fighting drunk, so it was easy to get her to get back in place. "Okay! Do you want some water or something?" He asked kissing her forehead.

"Do we have chicken nuggets?" Emma asked standing up and running into the hall again. Will sighed and followed her. By the time he got to the kitchen she was rifling through the freezer. "Oh gross!" She cringed holding up a box of Tofu Corndogs.

"You love those!" Will defended the food he usually gagged at.

"I want chicken!"

"I don't think we have any."

"Sucks!"

Will had to force back a chuckle as she threw her head back and sighed the word loudly. "I'm sorry sweetheart." He muttered leaning down to put some things she had removed from the freezer back and closing it. "We'll get some tomorrow. Let's go to bed." He insisted pulling her along. Emma nodded and ran ahead of him into the room. He trotted behind, feeling much more like a babysitter rather than a boyfriend.

She jumped up onto the bed and hopped up and down. "I bed I can do a front flip!" She told him. Before Will could stop her, she let herself fall into, what looked like, a belly flop on the bed. "I almost had it!" She sighed, defeated. Suddenly she sat up and looked at him.

"Uh-oh"

///5 minutes later///

"Take it easy baby!" Will soothed holding her hair back as she emptied her stomach into the toilet. "Good girl. Relax." He rubbed her back while she sobbed between gags.

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Finally, after ten more minutes of 'ralphing', Emma was spent. She leaned back against Will, who had a small cup of mouth wash ready for her. "Don't swallow okay?" He murmured, kissing the side of her head.

Emma nodded and began to swish the blue liquid in her mouth for about a minute, before spitting it into the toilet. "I think I'm drunk." She groaned. Will smiled sadly and pulled her hair off of her sweaty neck and into a ponytail.

"I think so too." He responded. 'Mental note: kill Sue Sylvester.' He thought to himself bitterly. "Are you ready to sleep?"

"Yes please."

He picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. She yawned and leaned against his chest as he laid down with her in his arms.

"Will?"

"Yes baby?"

"Sue said there wasn't any alcohol in my tea."

"I'm thinking there must have been…"

"In the Sprite too?"

"Probably."

"And the Gatorade?"

"Why not?"

"And the Mocha from Starbuck's?"

"I wouldn't put it past her."

Emma lay silent for a moment, playing with his shirtsleeve. Finally she let out a bitter sigh. "Well, she's just bitch isn't she?"

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Again! I am terribly sorry for the delay. I'm in the process of getting a new computer because this one is JUST horrendous! Well review please! And chapter four will be up very soon!