Alright guys I'm gonna be honest, this chapter was a bitch to write. I wrote a few different versions that will never see the light of day. This is a very short filler but don't worry it's all coming together. Bare with me lovelies; I won't take so long next time!

Emma's body radiated with heat as Will's lips touched hers. She felt her insides melting as his hands reached to wrap around her back. Everything had felt amazing and wonderful, until reality set in as he started to lean back against the couch and pull her on top of him.

"I can't..I can't do this." She whispered breathlessly as she pulled away and moved to sit up.

"What's wrong?" Will asked moving to sit back up next to her, his hazel eyes wide.

"It's just…" she started softly. "I really do like you…a lot. But you're also my boss, whom I've only known for a couple of weeks. Plus, you just barley left your fiancée…" she explained to him softly.

"So…what are you saying?" he asked her almost completely confused.

"What I'm saying is…" she began slowly. "This." She said motioning between them. "Is just way too fast, and I think that it's important that you take some time for yourself to figure out what you really want in your life. In the meantime, I will always be here to support you as your friend."

Will nodded listening to her words, feeling like such a jackass for what he had done a few moments ago.

"I'm so sorry Emma." He groaned rubbing his temples. "You're right…I never should have done that."

"No…Don't be sorry." She said softly placing a hand on his back comfortingly. "You're probably hurt and confused it's perfectly understandable,"

Will sighed and leaned back against the couch. "I feel like such ass."

"Stop it." Emma whispered," You are not, just confused. Now, if you need a place to stay tonight this couch is pretty comfortable." She told him.

He grinned a little a chuckled softly, "Thank you, I think I just might have to take you up on that offer."

The redhead smiled back at him and stood up, "I'll go grab you some blankets."

XXX

"Ter?" Steve asked in a drunken slur as he answered the phone.

"Yeah." She assured him with a loud sniffle.

"What's up?" he mumbled, "You miss me yet?" he teased.

"No you idiot!" she scoffed loudly, "I just wanted to tell you….I'm pregnant, and it's yours."

"How the hell is that possible?!" he stammered

"Well…considering we were drunk every time you and I got together, it's very possible."

Steve sighed, "Can't you just pass it off as Will's kid?" he groaned.

"No I can't…I haven't slept with him in months you know that! And no I can't have sex with him and then try to pass it off, he isn't that stupid." She snapped loudly.

"Fuck." Steve muttered under his breath, "Well, what do expect me to do?"

"Terri sighed bitterly, "You know what I really don't even know. I don't know why I even bothered to call you." She yelled before hanging up. She then gripped her phone tightly in her hand, before throwing it full force against the wall and watching it smash into pieces.

She had no idea what to do now except get the hell out of Lima.

Thoughts?