Emma looked in her drawers for some underwear that looked half-decent. She sighed, tossing endless bras and pants out. She wanted to look nice for Will. In the end she just decided to wear her black and white lacy bra and pants. She felt a pang of guilt as she slid the knickers over her thin legs; Carl brought her the underwear as their 3 month anniversary present. She shook her head to get rid of the bad thoughts and looked in the mirror, checking herself for things she could fix before Will came out of the shower. She put on some eye liner and smudged it a little bit, hoping it would make her look slightly sexier. She looked like a panda and decided to just wipe away the smudgey bits. She ruffled her hair, giving it more volume and applied some lip stick that she'd never worn before. She smiled in the mirror and heard the water stop in the bathroom, quickly going back to the guestroom to get ready for Will.

When she walked in to the dark room, the aroma of cinnamon immediately hit her and she saw that there were some red, Christmas-scented candles and rose petals on the bed. She smiled; Will had obviously done all of this just to make her first time ultra special. She got onto the bed and tested different poses, trying to decide which one would be best. She heard Will coming and quickly layed down on her side, her elbow bent with her hand supporting her head. She spread out the rose petals more evenly. Will came in to the room, his white Calvin Klein briefs tight against the area Emma couldn't wait to finally look at. He rubbed a hand through his hair and saw Emma, laying on the bed.

"Come here," she said, her voice sounding sultry and breathless. Will walked over to the bed where Emma laid and he kissed her. She rolled over onto her back, Will leaning over her. He kissed her lips, poking his toungue deep into her mouth. She ran her fingers through his damp curls. She didn't understand why she didn't feel nervous, she was about to do it for the first time and yet she didn't feel scared or worried at all. The alcohol in her system had helped a little, although she had sobered up a little. Will pushed his hand up her thigh, edging slowly towards the area Emma desperately wanted him to touch. Emma pushed his hand away.

"Not yet," she whispered. He took his hand away and put it to her chest, feeling her heart beating heavily through her pale skin. He started planting kisses all down her neck and the top of her breasts, exposed by the bra. She felt totally turned on and threw her head back against the soft material of the bed, breathing heavily.

He started moving his hand up her thigh, this time getting to the panties. Emma grew tenser, but decided to just go with the flow. Will pushed her pants to the side and inserted a finger into her. Emma went tense, both enjoying the feeling but also finding it slightly uncomfortable. Will's thumb rubbed her, making her open up more and carefully, her pushed in another finger; working both of them inside of her as she tilted her head back as far as it could go. She breathed heavily, her thighs going lax against Will's body.

"Want me to stop?" he asked.

"No, no it's fine. Will!" she moaned.

He took his fingers out and put them to Emma's lips; something she really didn't want him to do. He went back to kissing her lips and she felt a hard bulge against her thigh. She'd only felt this before once with Carl, and she quickly turned over and went to sleep because she knew what was going to happen. But with Will, it was a whole different story. She was ready, for the first time in her life. Will took off his boxers and passed the condom to Emma. She put it on, feeling herself blushing. She took off her pants and lay back on the bed, Will leaning over her, his erection close to her quivering thighs.

He leaned his head close to her's so she could feel his warm, sweet breath soft on her cheek, "You are so beautiful, Em. Now on the count of 3, I'm going to go in, okay?" he whispered.

She shook, half with nerves but the other half was excited energy. She nodded her head and kissed his cheek. He counted down, getting closer and closer each time until finally, on 3, he thrusted hard into her. She was overwhelmed with a mixture of pain and pleasure; both equalling each other out. Will started going at a heavy pace, breathing heavily above Emma's body. She held tight to his arms, getting used to the pain. She felt so amazingly beautiful, really feeling that this was the right thing. She closed her eyes and threw her head backwards, her eyes wide, letting out quick gasps. Will kissed her lips and thrusted one last time, feeling the redhead's body going completely soft underneath his sweating, muscular physique.

He pulled himself out, panting hard. Emma laughed, beads of sweat covering her face. He stroked her face, cupping it in his hand. He rolled over Emma carefully, so they both lay next to eachother, panting and laughing.

"You did it, Ems. I'm so proud of you. I don't want to sound corny, but, that was the first time I've ever... felt something special with the person I've been... intimate with. Even with Terri, I never felt so many feelings. I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time when I was... inside of you. That was beautiful, just like you. So thank you, for letting me be the first person to experience that with you. I love you, Emma. I really do. I hope this isn't going to ruin anything with you and Carl, or with you and me for that matter." he said, smiling.

Emma breathed heavily, smiling at Will, "Will, that is the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me. You were so gentle with me, thank you. I feel... so amazing right now. But I'm also tired, so shall we sleep?"

Will looked around the room. Emma caught him and laughed, "Will, I'm giving you permission, okay? After all, if you leave, it doesn't seem as special, does it? It will make me feel whoreish," she said, as Will laughed.

"Okay, okay. But let me just go to the toilet, okay? Then I'll be right back." he said, getting up and disposing of the condom in the bin on the way out.

Emma smiled and settled back on the bed. She let out a deep, loud sigh and closed her eyes. She never knew sex would be so tiring. She had her eyes closed for 2 minutes when the phone began to ring down stairs. She jumped up and grabbed her dressing gown.

"Will!" she called. "I'm just going down stairs, the phone's ringing!"

She ran down the stairs and grabbed the phone quickly. "Hello?" she said.

"Hello, this is Lima Hospital. Can we speak to Mrs Emma Pillsbury-Howell?"

Emma started shaking, "This is she. Is it about Carl? Um, how is he?"

"We're sorry but we have bad news. Your husband... passed away. We tried everything to bring him back. His brain tissue was so severely damaged that he couldn't possibly have survived. We're sorry for your loss. Hello? Mrs Pillsbury?" the phone fell to the floor. Emma stood still, shaking, her eyes wide.

Will ran down the stairs, "Emma? Is everything okay? What was the bang? Are you-" he stopped when he saw the phone on the floor and Emma standing still as a statue. He guessed what had happened.

"Emma? Come here. There, there, sweety. It's gonna be okay, I promise. Okay? Come here." he said, in a hushed tone, as Emma wept into his chest, his t-shirt getting make-up all over it.

"Shh, shh, there, there. It's okay, babe. Shh," he whispered, kissing her head.

Will sat on the couch with Emma sobbing helplessly into his lap. He stroked her head, feeling guilt stabbing him all over. He just wanted to go home, he felt awful.

Emma looked at Will, "I'm so sorry. You must feel awful. I feel terrible. You can go home if you want. I think I want to be on my own. I'm so so sorry. I never knew this was going to happen. Please just go,"

"Emma I can't leave you like this," he argued.

"No I want you to go, please." she said, her voice cracking, pushing him away and turning over on the sofa, pushing her face into the sides to hide the tears.

He got up and made for the door, "Okay but I'm coming back in the morning to check on you, okay?" he said, shutting it behind him, leaving Emma alone in the silent, dark house to cry.