DISCLAIMER: I still don't own Glee and I think I need to stop asking Ryan Murphy for the rights, he might file a restraining order.
P.S. Sorry this one is so short. I may add to it later.
Mr. Schue
Will chatted excitedly with Emma and the ginger-haired lady explained how she was slowly getting better at dealing with her OCD. He wasn't really listening but was listening intently at the same time, he would stare into Emma's eyes without her looking back at him (she usually looked down at her lap for some reason as she talked) and found himself getting lost in them over and over again.
He had to admit, he didn't think he'd ever really felt like this with Terri.
He brushed all thoughts of his ex-wife from his mind and tried to focus on what Emma was now saying. She'd started talking about how she had starting mixing up the different colored grapes- putting them in the same large bowl and eating them straight from it. He joined in a few times, saying how he'd love to eat grapes with her and how he was glad she was getting better and that she wasn't letting her disorder run her life like it was before.
"Um, Mr. Schue." He turned to see that Santana had approached him, "do you have any idea how long we have left?" She asked, "I think Brittany needs the toilet."
Will had absolutely no idea, so he simply suggested that Santana go and see if she could see any road signs. It was the best thing his Emma-filled mind could come up with.
He returned to their conversation as soon as Santana had walked off, but stopped again moments later when Brittany got up too. He started to get worried, he didn't want too many people standing up. It was too dangerous and if they were in a serious accident-
SMASH!
Just so you guys know, there is a sequel out now. Link to that fic is here: s/11404113/1/And-Then-There-Was-A-White-Light-GLEE-ONESHOTS