The next day Will Schuster sat in his office sipping on his second cup of Starbucks that morning. He tapped at the keys of his keyboard and started searching for wedding venues. Now unlike most people, Will had been doing the majority of the wedding planning. It seemed like whenever he tried to bring up the topic of the wedding Terri would just blow it off. He hoped that maybe if he found a few really nice places, she might start to get into it.

He wrote down the numbers for a few different venues, hoping these would spark Terri's interest. He would do whatever it took to make her happy and be with her for the rest of his life, even if it meant spending a ridiculous amount of money on everything. He closed his laptop and sighed as he spotted Steve walking down the hall out of the corner of his eye.

"You know we have a meeting in twenty minutes…" Will called from his seat trying to get his friends attention.

Steve stopped in front of his door mortified, "Shit…we do?" he asked with a low groan.

"Yeah…" Will nodded looking up and noticing how bloodshot Steve's eyes were. "You knew that…."

"Ugh…crap.." Steve groaned.

Will looked at him more intently. He should have noticed that look, those bloodshot eyes, and the sunken and sweating face. "You're hung over." He stated simply as a matter of fact.

"Dude, don't start…" he argued weakly.

"The hell I won't…" Will said firmly as he got up and dragging his friend into his office and slamming the door. "You're a horse's ass, you can't show up to work like this, you should be smart enough to know that. We're getting assigned first cases today and hiring our assistants. Go drink a bunch of coffee and sober up before Evans sees you."

"Okay.."the extremely hung over man mumbled. "I don't even wanna know what the hell crawled up your ass and died." He added in a pissed off tone as made his way out of the room.

Will turned and sucked down the rest of the coffee from his cup, before emptying it and tossing it in the trash can. He hoped and prayed that this was not glimpse of how his day would go today.

Twenty seven year old Emma Pillsbury sprung out of bed, at the realization that her alarm had never made a sound. She looked at the time and decided that there was just no time for her to take a quick jump in the shower. She began digging madly through the still unpacked boxes of clothing.

She was desperately searching for something suitable to wear to her job interview today. She really needed this job, to get herself together and start her new life. Finally after minutes of digging around, Emma found a tight bright red pencil skirt and a black and white stripped sweater to go with it.

Emma then quickly threw her clothes and a pair of black Mary Jane high heels on before dashing out the door and to her car. She hoped that everything would go smoothly and maybe this outfit would give her just a little bit of luck, if any.

After the hour and a half long meeting, Will went back into his office with a giant file in his arms. He sat down at his desk and started reading through some of it. He figured that it was best to get started since he had been partnered up with Steve.

The case involved the smiths; they were a couple that had gotten married at the age of eighteen. But after almost ten years of constant fighting and no kids, Mr. Smith had decided to call it quits after his wife refused to check into rehab and receive help for her drinking problem.

Will sighed, it him amazed how nobody seemed to stay together anymore. It saddened him how people could just fall out of love after so many years together.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a light tapping on his door. He looked up to see a very tiny red headed woman standing there. Her skin was fair and dusted with freckles. His eyes wandered quickly to her legs, they were long, soft and milky looking and looked like they ran for miles on end. His head wandered their way back up to meet her eyes, oh wow those eyes….

"I'm Emma Pillsbury…" she said softly with a smile, as she broke him from his thoughts.

"Right.." he replied with a smile as he stood up and reached out to shake her hand. "Here for the assistant position."

Emma nodded shaking his hand and smiling back at him in return. His grip was firm, but his hand was so soft…and warm. As their eyes made contact, she noticed the color of his. They were bright and hazel, beautiful, and his smile which was slightly crooked and oh so adorable.

Will let go of her hand and offered her a seat, part of him couldn't help but watch as she crossed her legs while sitting down.

He cleared his throat as he sat on the other side of the desk. Picking up her resume he was amazed at what a hard worker she seemed to be, her reverences were incredible and everyone who had ever worked with her said that she was wonderful. But he was very surprised to discover that she had been to law school but just never finished. He wondered why not.

Will sat the several sheets of paper down before looking back up at her. Damn those eyes, beautiful, wide and brown eyes.

"Well Emma…" he started. "Everything's looks fantastic, when can you start?" he asked her.

Emma found herself beaming, "I can start tomorrow.." she told him with a confident nod.

Will chuckled a little, "That's wonderful, I will see you tommrrow morning at seven AM."

Emma stood up and smiled as she shook his hand again. "Thank you so much.." she said before turning to leave. Will couldn't help but eye her as she walked away.

"Who's the hot redhead?" Steve asked wide eyed as he popped his head in as soon as she was out of earshot.

"That…would be my new assistant." Will told him with a smirk.

"You lucky bastard…" Steve remarked in jealousy.

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