A/N: Due to popular demand I have decided to write another chapter to this story. I hope you enjoy it! By the way...Hell-0...

hell-Owsome! I've already downloaded the episode and watched it like five times.

Will awoke the next morning finding himself on something that didn't feel like a pillow. His eyes fluttered open and he took a look at his surroundings. He was not in his bedroom...he wasn't anywhere in his apartment for that matter. So, where was he?

Then he realized his so called "pillow" was breathing. Will lifted his head and saw that his pillow had been Emma. Before she fell asleep Emma moved into a more comfortable position to sleep in and Will's head ended up rested on her stomach instead of her lap. But now the woman was still asleep, her head turned slightly sideways and a small, peaceful smile on her lips.

Will couldn't help but smile at the sight. But then he remembered why he was in Emma's condo and he winded up falling asleep on her, and his smile fell.

Will had had a good nights sleep. No nightmares and his thoughts weren't consumed with Terri's lie but now that he was awake his mind automatically travelled back to it. And he didn't want that.

So, Will lowered his head back down to rest on her stomach again, closing his eyes tightly maybe hoping that he would go back to sleep and forget real life.

Not a half an hour later, Emma started to stir awake. As she came into consciousness she became aware of pressure on the lower half of her body. She found that odd because she didn't usually sleep with that many blankets.

Emma opened her eyes and cast them downwards to see what was causing the odd pressure and she stopped breathing for a second. She could see the back of a very familiar curly head. Last night was real? She thought it was just one of her crazy dreams that she usually had about Will. But she could clearly see that Will was actually there, in the bed with her and sleeping on her.

Emma's eyes widened slightly as she continued to stare at the back of his head and let slowly let out a breath.

Unbeknownst to her, Will was actually still awake and for the past half hour was trying to fall back asleep but had no luck. He tried to think of anything else that might distract him but everything brought him right back to Terri. Luckily, he got his crying done last night and thinking about her didn't make him want to cry anymore. He just didn't want to think about her at all. Thankfully, he was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard Emma stirring. He thought about sitting up to let her know he was awake but then he heard a low gasp pass her lips and he felt something tug at his heart.

Will knew exactly how she felt about germs and human contact. Did she not like the fact that he was lying on her? She didn't say anything last night when he was hugging her but maybe she did that for him. Maybe she dealt with her discomfort of touching someone else just to comfort him. Great, now he felt guilty.

But then he felt her hands on his back. So maybe she wasn't uncomfortable touching him. Then he started remembering times other times that she wasn't afraid to touch him. Like when he was a janitor and she caught him working and he put the chalk dust on her nose. At first she claimed she was uncomfortable but as soon as he did it she stopped talking. He's seen Emma when she's uncomfortable with something and although she was a little shocked when he did that it wasn't her usual type of shock. She also shared her peanut butter and jelly sandwich with him. She took it out with her bare hands and handed it to him. Will knew she was not comfortable with sharing her food with anyone. Then when she wiped that mustard off his chin, true she was wearing gloves but she wouldn't have done that for anyone else. And the dance lessons. First in his spanish room where she actually landed on top of him and instead of having a panic attack she asked him if he was alright and then cracked a joke about the Thong Song. Then in the bridal store, where once again she was wearing gloves but she seemed so comfortable and Will was certain he'd never seen Emma so loose then when she was dancing with him. Then that grin she gave him when he dipped her, she looked like she was in her own personal heaven. Now that he thought about it, Emma had given him that grin quite alot. Plus that look on her face after he sang the mash up of Don't Stand So Close To Me and Young Girl. She was like a fan girl who just got sung to by her favorite artist.

"You're a very good performer...he's very good.....bravo."

Suddenly it all hit him. How could he have been so blind? All the signs were right there...

"Well you can't blame her Will, if we were to rate crush worthy teachers in this school you'd be number one with a bullet."

"You and I, the whole world, knows I'm just a consolation prize to you."

"Get a room!"

"Can you think of any other options I might have?" "Is that a reason to marry someone?" "That's not what I'm asking."

Emma felt just as strongly for him as he did for her, maybe more. Will slowly turned his head towards her and the look on her face confirmed his thoughts. He rolled his body over to face her and they just stared at each other.

"Will." Emma finally whispered. "Good morning."

A lazy smile crossed his lips. "Good Morning." Will was relieved that for once he was able to wake up and not have Terri yelling at him for something stupid. He tried to ignore the feeling of bliss it gave him when he woke up to see a smiling, shy red head and not a frowning, aggravated blonde. It felt right to him, like he belonged there with Emma.

"Did you sleep well?" Emma asked, her eyes wide with curiosity and the same emotion he had seen in them the night before that he was so close to identifying.

"Yes." He breathed in relief. "Surprisingly." Emma's face fell and he knew he reminded her of what happened last night and since Emma being the guidance counsellor she was might ask him questions about it, he decided to change the subject, not wanting to talk about it right away. "I had a great pillow." He smirked up at her.

Emma blushed heavily and bit her lip, shying her face away from him. "Um..I meant to uhh...leave...after you, you know fell asleep...but you looked so comfortable and I didn't want to wake you up by moving...I just uh..." She moved to try and sit up but Will gently reached out, holding her arm down.

"It's fine Emma. It was one of the best nights sleep I had in....a long time." And I'm sure its because of you. "Thank you for staying with me."

"N...no problem." Emma stuttered quietly. Emma felt her heart pounding away in her chest and hoped Will couldn't hear it from where he was. She cast her gaze away from him for a moment, trying to control her emotions, trying to slow down her heart beat and taking, slow, deep but quiet breaths to keep from hyperventilating. It was the closest she had ever been to Will, save for that one time he tripped over the train of her wedding dress and pulled her on top of him as he fell. But it was different now, she was not in a wedding dress, Will was not in his school clothes (well actually he was, but since he slept in them it didn't really count to her) and they were not in a professional place. They were in a bedroom in her condo, in the same bed, and she was in her pajamas.

Emma's eye caught the sunlight streaming in through the blinds and used that as a calming agent. Then she gasped. "Oh my Gosh!"

Will lifted his head up as Emma shot up and looked around frantically. "Oh no." She threw the covers off of her as she scrambled to her feet. "Oh no, no, no, no, no."

Will's brow furrowed as he watched Emma frantically pace around the room muttering the two letter, one syllable word to herself. "Uh...Emma? Is everything alright?"

"Will, look at the time!" Emma pointed to the clock on the dresser and Will turned to look at the clock and his eyes widened.

"We overslept."

"Oh My Gosh." Emma repeated running her hands through her hair. "Will, we have a half hour to get to school a half an hour!"

Will slid off the bed and started walking towards, "It's alright Emma, we'll be able to make it. I'll uh...I'll leave and...go home." He chocked out the words, not wanting to go home at all, if he could even call it a home. In the twelve hours he spent here at Emma's he felt more at home than ever. "And you can get ready."

Emma's frantic face softened and she stopped pacing and gave him a worried look. "Go home? Will...will you be alright with that?"

Will shrugged and sighed, "I have no choice. I have no clothes here and I can't go to work in the same clothes I was in yesterday. I..." He let out another deep sigh. "I have to face Terri sooner or later and I guess its gotta be sooner."

He certainly wasn't ready to talk to Terri at all. Maybe he could handle just looking at her. Maybe he could get in there, grab his clothes and get out. He could change in the choir room, and if he needed to shower, in the boys locker room.

Emma's brow creased in concern and she slowly extended her hand and slipped her dainty hand into his large one and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I am so sorry Will."

Will slowly shook his head. "No..Emma don't be sorry. It is definitely not your fault."

"Still..." Emma continued, "You should not have to go through this. It's not fair."

Will scoffed a laugh and a bitter smile tugged at his lips. "Yeah...well...its happened and there's nothing I can do about it."

Emma gave his hand another squeeze and then dropped her hand, her heart fluttering when Will gripped onto her fingers for a second longer and then slowly releasing it.

"You know that if you want to talk about it or anything I'll be here." She told him and Will smiled a little. "You can come down to my office at anytime." She paused and then made a face. "Well not anytime, I do have a few appointments today and then there's lunch and..."

Will smirked and held back a chuckle, placing his hands on her shoulders to stop her rambling. "Thank you Emma." He leaned over and pressed a chaste kiss on her forehead.

Emma's breath caught in her chest as she felt Will's soft lips against her forehead. She could feel her cheeks burning and she slowly tilted her head upwards and her eyes met his and he was a lot closer then she expected. Her heart was pounding away wildly in her chest and her breaths came out slow.

Emma's eyes widened when she saw Will's eyes drop down to her lips. Then he started inching forward and her eyes dropped to his lips. His mouth parted slightly and she could feel his breath on her mouth. Her eyes started to flutter closed and she inched forward.

"I...gotta be going." Suddenly Will backed up, dropping his hands from her shoulders.

Her eyes shot open and her gaze fell on him. Will backed away so he was now several feet away from her. For several moments they just stood there in silence, staring at each other. Then Will backed out of the room leaving Emma alone.

Emma closed her eyes tightly, clenching her fists at her sides, trying to recover from Will being so close to her. When her eyes reopened she caught sight of the time and her panic returned.

Will left Emma's condo heading towards his car, letting out a breath. He almost kissed Emma. He almost kissed Emma. He almost kissed Emma. His heart pounded, the butterflies in his stomach were going crazy and his head was spinning. He almost kissed Emma.

Will got into his car and reluctantly headed towards his apartment, thoughts of Emma swarming his mind. A few minutes later he pulled into the parking garage and pulled into his usual spot just as he always did every day after work. Only this time he was dreading going to his apartment.

He slowly made his way up to apartment 203 and stood in front of it for what seemed like hours. Then he slipped the key into the lock and pushed open the door, holding his breath. He took a step in and waited, waited for the familiar face of his wife to pop around the corner and beg him for forgiveness. But she never came, in fact that apartment was eerily quiet. He was half tempted to call out to her but then retracted that thought. If she didn't know he was there then that would be perfect.

Then he remembered, Terri worked the morning shift at Sheets-N-Things on Thursdays and left shortly after he did. And since he was running late Terri was already long gone.

Will breathed a sigh of relief and walked more into his apartment, the apartment that he paid for. He caught sight of the clock on the wall and his eyes widened. He now only had fifteen minutes to get to school. He took off towards his room, gathered clean clothes and hopped in the shower.

Five minutes later Will was all dressed, grabbed his bag from the hallway closet and ran back down to the parking garage, ignoring the confused looks of his neighbors who hadn't seen him return.

He drove to McKinley faster than he ever had before and made it to the parking lot with two minutes to spare. Will's normal spot was taken due to his lateness so he found an empty spot next to Emma's usual spot which was still empty. He didn't have time to contemplate Emma at that time and grabbed his stuff and then rushed towards the school.

On his way in he almost crashed into several students, and as he ran past the attendance office he waved at one of the women inside notifying her that he was there. He ran down the hallway and skidded into his spanish classroom just as the bell rang. Some of the kids giggled and exchanged whispers as he walked over to his desk.

Will threw his bag onto his chair and sifted through the bag, furrowing his brow. He went through every pocket in his bag looking for the worksheets he had planned for the kids today. Then he groaned when he realized he had took them out the night before and left them on his kitchen table and who knows what Terri had done with them.

Will sighed heavily and turned to his class who was still giggling and hiding grins. "Look guys...I left your work at home today by accident. If you could just take out your textbooks and work on the questions for chapter 3..." He trailed off when his kids were still laughing. "....what?"

"Mr. Schuester." A blonde girl named Kelly raised her hand and then pointed to him. "Your shirt is inside out and backwards."

Will looked down and saw the white tag of his shirt flapping up in his face and groaned again, so far his day wasn't going too great.

On his free period Will made his way down to the choir room hoping that glee club wouldn't be too stressful. He needed a break already.

The door was closed and the room was dark and he used the key that Figgins had given him to open the door. He flicked on the lights and looked around the empty room and then his eye caught something and he furrowed his brow.

Inside was a stack of twelve mattresses. Mattresses? He walked over to the giant stack of mattresses and spied a note labeled Mattress Land.

'Hey Kids!

Thanks for all your hard work!

Cusperburg.'

What had his kids done for Mattress land and why did R. Cusperberg give them mattresses? He let out a breath and turned around to look at the rest of the room. He paused and rolled his eyes when he saw Sue Sylvester smirking in the doorway.

"Hey buddy."

Will clenched his jaw and sighed. "Sue...I'm not in the mood."

"Figgins wants to see you."

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"Schue, I'm afraid Sue is right you have indeed 'stepped in it'." Figgins leaned forward in his seat to address the spanish teacher.

"I didn't even know this was going on!" Will proclaimed, throwing his hands out.

"Well of course you didn't William you wouldn't know if your glee club was using your office to raise rabbits for pets or for food." Sue retorted from the other side of the office. "You know why? You're too busy chasing tail and loading your hair with enormous amounts of product! I mean today it just looks like you put lard in it!"

Will closed his eyes, bring his hands to his head in exasperation, "What are you even talking about?! Look, look," He rose to his feet and glanced at Figgins, "The kids did the commercial to foster a feeling of unity after you," he shoved a finger in Sue's direction, "not anyone else, YOU, got them banned from the yearbook!"

"That's what I did yes!" Sue tried to speak over Will but Will continued, addressing Figgins. "It was an innocent mistake!"

"And what if I were to innocently MURDER you Will?" Sue responded and both Will and Figgins gave her an incredulous look. "I'd still have to go to trial and I'd probably get off for justifiable homicide." She slipped on her glasses and looked back at Will, "Let me review the rules for you." She grabbed the Show Choir Rule book.

"This is crazy, crazy!" Will said to Figgins as Sue came back, opening the book. "Amendment 63, seventh addenda. No professional activity of any kind will be tolerated and payment for services rendered negates amateur status triggering immediate," she shoved the book into his chest, "...disqualification."

"Hey!" Will protested, turning to Sue, willing to fight to death to defend his glee club as Figgins tried to get them to calm down.

"Hey what MISTER?" Sue yelled in his face and Will stood strong against her death stare.

"Keep it simple!" Principal Figgins extended his arm out towards them. "I am sorry Schue, but I can not let this slide!"

"But the kids weren't even paid!" Will retorted.

"There is a stack of mattresses in the choir room piled as high as the empty hair gel bottles in the dumpster outside your apartment!" Sue exclaimed and Will glared at her and then turned back to Figgins.

"Okay, we'll give the mattresses back."

The room went quiet, the only sound in Will's ears being his own deep and rough breathing. Figgins stared at Will obviously contemplating his offer and then nodded.

"That seems fair."

Will felt a slight relief as Sue gave Figgins an exasperated look, "Oh now come on!"

"Sue," Figgins started as Will started to sit back down with a satisfied smirk, "If they return the mattresses then they were not paid and the rules remain intact. That's it, case closed."

"Thank you." Will said in exasperation and rose from his seat crashing into Sue as he turned to leave.

"This is not over William." Sue poked his chest and the two teachers glared at each other.

"You lost Sue, get over it." Will snapped. "We're going to sectionals." He stated confidently and moved past her towards the door, pausing in the doorway. "And we're going to win and move on to regionals and then glee club is here to stay." He turned on his heels and walked out of the office, smirking at hearing Sue's outcry of rage.

Will headed towards his spanish room to find the number for Mattress Land to return the mattresses. On his way to his room he passes Emma's office and paused outside the window.

Emma was alone in her office, working over a few pieces of paper. Her hair, he noticed was not styled as it usually is but was curled and still a little damp. It was different but he liked it. He liked it alot.

Will raised his hand and knocked on the glass of the window. Emma's head shot up and looked startled at first but then her face softened into a small smile at seeing him.

"Can I come in?" He mouthed through the glass, pointing to her closed door.

Emma nodded vigorously and Will opened the door, stepping into her office. The smirk still remained on his face from his little victory over Sue and Emma noticed.

"You seem oddly happy." Emma noted and Will's smirk grew as he walked closer to her desk, taking a seat in one of the chairs.

"I just bested Sue Sylvester at her own game."

Emma's head cocked and her eyebrows lifted in surprise. "You did?"

Will nodded and leaned forward, "You remember the other day when Sue said that the glee kids were not getting a year book picture?" Emma nodded, remembering. "Well, I got them the picture but only two of them can be in it. So they felt a little distanced from each other because of it. So they took it upon themselves to get involved in a task to unify themselves. That task being cast in a local commercial to sell mattresses. Unfortunately, they were paid in mattresses and once they perform and get paid for it that negates amateur status and they get disqualified from sectionals."

"Oh no." Emma gasped, bringing her hands to cover her hands.

"But wait, get this." Will held up his hands and his smirk widened. "Sue brought that up to Figgins hoping that we would get disqualified from Sectionals but I told Figgins that I would bring the mattresses back and therefore letting us back into sectionals."

Emma lowered her hands to her desk and beamed at Will. "Oh Will that's great!"

Will smiled at her, his eyes twinkling for the first time since last night. Emma returned the smile, happy that Will might be on the road to recovery.

"Your hair looks different." Will stated with a small smile.

Emma's face flushed and she fingered her slightly curly red hair. "Well...I...didn't have time today to...to style it..."

Will's brow furrowed. "I'm sorry."

Emma shook her head, raising her eyebrows slightly, "No, oh no Will don't be sorry. It's okay really. You deserved to get a good nights sleep. You needed that."

Will nodded slightly and Emma shifted in her seat, looking around awkwardly and then glancing at Will. "So um..how did it go...you know this morning with um..."

Will let out a breath and the slight smile returned to his face. "She wasn't there."

Emma's brow furrowed in confusion. "She wasn't?"

Will shook his head. "No she was at work. She works the morning shifts on Thursdays."

"So you got to spend the morning in peace." Emma said. "That's good."

"Yeah," He sighed, "But I have to go home later and face her."

Emma frowned and observed Will. The twinkle in his eyes that was there just before was gone and was replaced with the pain from the night before. "You don't want to go."

Will scoffed resting back in his chair. "Of course I don't want to go. She's going to make excuses like she did last night about why she did it and then beg for me to come back to her. I'm not sure if I want to go back." He shook his head and then rested it against his palm, leaning sideways in the chair. "Our marriage was slowly falling apart and this was the straw that broke the camels back."

Emma remembered Will telling her that he had marital problems on that day that they went to see Vocal Adrenaline, and then she rambled about wanting to hear his marital problems. But she also remembered that Will said something else. "But you love her."

Will lifted his eyes to meet hers and sighed. "I don't know if I do anymore."

"You're hurt Will." Emma replied. "She hurt you and that's all you're seeing right now."

Will shook his head in protest. "I don't know Emma. She's not the woman I once knew, she changed and I don't really like the new Terri. The Terri I knew in high school never would have lied to me about something like this. I didn't even think the Terri now would do something like this but she betrayed my trust in her. I can't trust her anymore and without trust..." Even though he didn't finish his sentence the both finished it in their minds, There can be no love.

"Do you know what she said to me?" Will cut in before Emma could speak her thoughts. "She said our marriage worked because I don't feel good about myself." Emma's jaw dropped slightly and Will went on. "I am finally stepping up and feeling confident in myself. Up until yesterday I've been the happiest I've been in years I...years ago I never would have had the confidence to run the glee club, those kids are special and I'm happy that I get to help them grow, not only in their talent but in general, help them break out of their shell. Terri was always pushing me around you know, she likes to be in control and I always accepted that until recently I started standing up for myself. She doesn't want me to do the glee club she'd prefer it if I stayed in the shadows, under a rock and she's the rock. It took something this...painful for me to realize that it wasn't working and I've had enough." He sighed again. "Besides even if there wasn't all of that I'd never be able to forget this if I stayed with her. Maybe I'll forgive her one day but every time I look at her I'll just see the lie she was literally carrying around and we would never be the same again."

Emma watched him from across the desk and then swallowed as she spoke her advice, "I think you should talk to her."

Will lifted his head, frowning, his eyes narrowed in confusion. Emma nodded confirming her thoughts. "Yes, talk to her, calmly. She's your wife Will, you might change your mind." Her heart clenched at her words and her mind begged her not to say them. The last thing she wanted was for Will to go back into his marriage. But the rational side of her mind told the hopelessly in love side to be quiet. Who was she to stop him from keeping his marriage? Who was she to put him through the pain of divorce? She was getting married, she had no chance with Will anyway.

Will shook his head, averting his eyes and looking at the ceiling. "I don't want to go back to her Emma....I can't."

Because I want you.