Delivery! ...chapter seven hope you enjoy x

Hours had passed since she had left figgins office, appointments had come and gone and yet Emma was still confused . No matter how hard she thought about it she couldn't understand what had gone on that morning .

" So let me get this straight . Terry told you that Will was going to tell figgins you were sick? "

Emma nodded

" yes and that I would be coming in a little later ."

" But he wasn't ?"

"no well , Maybe he forgot? "

"Maybe Dear but it isn't something you are likely to forget now is it ? "

" I suppose not Cynthia but Will has been kinda stressed lately trying to set up the new glee club"

" I Guess honey but still "

Emma sighed leaning forward and resting her chin delicately in her palm.

" you know " The older woman continued pouring milk in her coffee " I've only met Terry a couple of times but she does seem the sort . "

Emma tilted her head "you mean to make it up? "

Had Terry lied to her?

"Those eyes ...Very shifty "

Emma giggled and rolled her eyes.

"no she wouldn't do that " ..Would she?

" I don't know Emma " she replied stirring her drink . " It's surprising what a jealous woman will do "

"Jealous? " Emma asked "Why would Terry be jealous?"

" of you honey "

" me ? " the red head responded eyes wide .

" You and Will have a special relationship " Cynthia replied softly .

" hes my best friend "

" Honey , you and I both know that Will is more to you than just your friend ."

" Cynthia I ..."

" Hello ladies " a voice spoke bringing the pair from their conversation .

Looking up they saw Will walking towards them .

" William " Cynthia greeted .

" Cynthia " he smiled warmly " new glasses ? very nice "

" such a charmer " she said with a chuckle .

" Hey Em " he smiled turning his attention to Emma , sliding into the sit opposite .

" Hey " she replied her smiling brightly back at him .

Cynthia coughed giving Emma a knowing look .

"Are you ok ? " Will asked quick to patting her on the back .

"Yes I'm fine William , thank you. " she assured giving him a smile , he was a sweet boy .

"Emma , I totally forgot how are you ? " Will asked looking turning to Emma once more .

" I'm fine" she smiled .

" Are you sure ? " he asked sceptically " Terry said you were sick "

The two women shared a look.

"yes , well I'm feeling a lot better now thank you ."

"Oh good , those extra few hours sleep must of helped ."

Emma nodded.

"You look great "he complemented taking a bite from his sandwich.

Emma blushed.

"It sure was a good idea of Terry's to call in for you."

At that moment another cough came from Cynthia a fountain of coffee spraying across the table and over Emma's snow white blouse.

Emma shrieked as the thankfully now cold liquid hit her. The temperature however was the furthest thing from her mind as she looked down at her attire, brown dots splattered across her chest and collar. That was never going to come out.

"Emma!, oh my gosh are you ok "

" I ..I " she stuttered eyeing the table " I have to go "

Standing up she ran out of the staff room uttering a quick apology as she bumped into Sue.

" What's wrong with Erma ? "

Emma walked quickly down the corridor towards her office all the time silently begging herself to fight the tears that were already filling her eyes.

Reaching the door she flung it open. Heading for her cupboard she pulled out the neatly folded spare blouse and skirt she kept there. Opening the door to the bathroom (the only office with on suite) her hands shook as she unbuttoned her blouse.

"Just breathe "she whispered to herself allowing the tears to come. " Just breath"

Fiddling with the buttons she groaned in frustration.

Emma often became angry with herself in times like this. It was only Coffee after all. But that was exactly the point to Emma it wasn't just about the coffee it wasn't about being clean. Her OCD gave her control it was a way to calm her anxieties. Being neat had always been her safety blanket something she could always rely on and control unlike so many other things that life threw her way. Her relationship with Will for one. It had become habit. A permanent fixture of her personality and when something happened that prevented that she became a mess. Quite ironic really.

Regaining some composure she was able to finish getting changed. Now warring a lilac blouse and floral skirt Emma sighed running a hand through her strawberry strands. Taking a deep breath she walked back into her office stopping short when her eyes landed on a concerned looking Will standing in the door way.

"Are you ok? "

As always thank you for reading , I don't own Glee , or any of its characters boo! Although I do own Cynthia yay haha please let me know what you think by hitting that review button would mean a lot x