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"The truth is..." She began, not actually believing she was going to say it. "I am in love with someone else but he's...currently unavailable."

Emma took off her gloves and placed them in the sink. She was about to reach for the faucet to wash her hands when she heard three words out escape Will's mouth that almost stopped her heart.

"No I'm not."

Emma whirled around so fast she almost got whiplash. Her brown eyes were the widest they have ever been as she stared at Will. She had heard him, right? It wasn't just a figment of her hopeful imagination.

Will was staring back at her, his eyes intense and focused, a spark of something that she had never seen in him before danced in the pools of hazel.

"What?" Emma finally managed to choke out in a near whisper.

Will took a few steps toward her, his eyes never leaving hers. "I left my wife."

It was true, he finally decided to do it. He was going back and forth with himself for the last week on whether or not he'd be able to live with Terri again. After he got home from sectionals and he was getting ready for Emma's wedding he heard the front door open. A few moments later Terri appeared in the doorway, pausing when she saw Will there.

After a few brief and awkward interactions, including where she attempted to help him with his tie, Terri told him that she was seeing a therapist. That is what made his decision for him. He knew he had the opportunity to get back with his wife, to make things right again, to get back to the way they were. Terri would get help and they'd forgive and forget. But when Terri told him that, he didn't feel that hope that he thought he would. He felt glad for Terri that she was seeking help but he didn't feel like he wanted to be there anymore. The love that he felt for her and had always felt for her since he was fifteen was gone and he wasn't sure that he wanted it to come back.

Will had gone to the building where Emma and Ken's was being held to support his best friend on her wedding day and hoping he'd be able to control his feelings for her from that point on. However, when he learned that Emma and Ken had called off their wedding he was shocked and felt bad for Emma but then she came out and actually told him that she loved him. Of course, she didn't say him specifically but he knew it was him. Now that he was going to be single once he began his divorce and now that Emma was single again, he knew he had to make his move.

"Will..." Emma breathed out, for that was all she could muster. Her breath was caught in her chest and her heart was practically beating out of her chest, she wouldn't be surprised if Will could hear it from where he was standing. For two and a half long, painful years she had waited for this moment. She could hardly believe it was real.

"I don't want to be with her anymore." Will continued, still approaching her slowly. His voice was gentle and sincere.

Emma began to feel light headed from holding her breath for so long and she leaned up against the counter for support. She blinked a few times to clear her blurry vision, her breaths coming in slow and strong through her slightly parted mouth.

"W-w-will..." She stuttered trying to ignore the fact that with each passing second Will was getting closer and closer to her. "Are...you sure?" What was she saying?? Why would she want Will to second guess his decision of leaving his wife? Even though she longed for Will with every fiber of her being she knew that if he wasn't sure, she couldn't live with the hurt of finally having Will in her grasp and then having him leave her at the last second. The pain would be unbearable.

"I'm positive." Will assured her. He paused only a couple of feet away from her and his eyes grew distant. Emma's eyes fluttered closed for a second.This is it, she thought. He's going to realize he still wants her and you're going to be left alone. Better now than later Emma.

"Absolutely sure." Will's voice said and her eyes shot open. Will's eyes were focused intently on hers and like that night nearly ten days ago, Emma could read every emotion in them. She could still see the pain but it was lessened and taken over by something better, something more powerful. There was sincerity, truth, and adoration.

"I can't be with someone who could lie to me in that way Emma." He explained. "She did it once, who said that she's not going to do it again? I can't trust her anymore. If I did stay with her even the simplest lie would completely shatter me again. I can't live with that. I trust you Emma or else I wouldn't be telling you all of this."

Emma swallowed and continued to stare at him wide eyed.

"Ever since I found out about the lie I've had trouble trusting anyone. I usually don't check my students' homework I'll just ask them if they did it and I'll trust them to tell me the truth. Not recently though. I've been checking their homework everyday, it takes an extra five minutes of class time but I have to do it. I don't want to be lied to anymore. The glee kids I trusted them a little more until yesterday when I found out about Quinn's lie to Finn. Even though I had no part in it it still hurt me almost as much as Terri's lie and now I'm losing my trust in them. Emma..." He walked closer until he was about a foot away from her. "You are the only person who I can trust right now."

Will shook his head lightly, a small smile tugging at his lips as he lifted his hand to rest on the side of her face. The spark that always came when their skin touched alit their bodies to warmth and Emma's eyes fluttered close then open.

Emma inhaled and could smell the delicious scent of his cologne mixed with his breath which she could now feel against her lips. The air hitting her face was warm but yet sent a shiver up her spine and her body shuddered.

"You honestly have no idea how much you mean to me Emma." His voice was low but because he was so close, she could hear it clearly.

Emma was at a total loss for words. Everything she had dreamed about, everything she had hoped, everything she had dared to come true was finally happening. Then, like in most of her dreams, Will started to lean closer. Emma's eyes traveled from his eyes down to his lips which were inching closer and closer to hers. Almost every day she'd imagine what it would feel like to kiss him, nothing however would prepare her for what it actually felt like.

Emma's eyes closed, her body still trembling, as Will's lips lightly brushed against hers. The fire she felt whenever she touched him multiplied by a thousand when she felt his lips against hers. After only a short second she could already feel him pulling away and quite unlike her, she leaned her head forward a fraction of an inch to keep Will's lips on hers.

Her shaking fingers traveled up his arms which were holding her hips until she rested her hands on his chest. Against her fingertips she could feel the hard muscles of his chest and his wildly beating heart. She could feel her own heart beating in perfect sync with his and as the sweet kiss drew on she could feel her mind pulling her away from reality and she could have sworn that she was floating.

Emma wanted nothing more than to stay in his embrace forever but a thought suddenly brought her crashing back down to Earth and her eyes popped open. She pulled her mouth away from his mid kiss and shoved lightly on his chest to push him away so she could escape. "I-I can't." She whispered and walked to the other side of the kitchen, trying to calm herself down and come off of her high.

Emma slowly turned around to face him, pressing herself up against the wall. Will was leaning against the counter and staring at the ground, looking disoriented. He furrowed his brow and looked up to meet her gaze looking like a puppy who just got kicked.

Emma did not like to see that look on his face, Emma did not want to reject him especially after all he had been through but she couldn't help but do it anyway. "You're still married Will."

Will blinked quietly and sucked in a breath like he was about to say something then stopped and closed his mouth, remaining quiet.

"You left your wife." Emma continued. "But you are still married and...I...I just broke off an engagement. Granted, it was an engagement I didn't particularly want to be in but if we continued this we'd be each other's rebounds."

She shook her head, biting her lip. "That's no way to start any...relationship." She breathed out the last word, still hardly believing that she was even talking about a relationship with Will.

"You need time Will. We both need time its only been an hour since I was supposed to be married and its probably about the same time that you decided to leave Terri, am I right?"

Emma took Will's silent head drop as a yes. She sighed quietly, running her hands through her hair.

"We can't do this right now. I can't do this right now." She closed her eyes and thudded her head against the wall. Emma could not believe that she finally had Will in her grasp and she was saying no. It was the right thing, she told herself. Why did the right thing have to be so hard?

"You're right." Will's sweet voice met her ears. Her breath caught in her chest, she had completely forgotten how much even his voice could do to her.

Emma opened her eyes to stare at the white ceiling. She had to resist with all her might not to run into his arms and never let him go.

She finally lowered her head and caught Will's gaze from across the room. Even though neither of them spoke their eyes spoke what their mouths wouldn't. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Then finally Will started walking towards her. Emma's chest rose and fell sharply as she watched him make his way across the kitchen. He paused in the doorway and turned his head to face her, their faces so close that if he just leaned in a little more he could kiss her again. He was half tempted to but he just whispered, "I'll see you monday." Then he disappeared.

Emma's eyes fluttered closed and she waited until she heard her front door close completely before sinking down to the ground, burying her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking with her quiet sobs.

The weekend couldn't have passed slower for Will Schuester. When he got home from Emma's, she was all that was on his mind. He tried to busy himself but his mind always drifted back to Emma. Emma and that kiss.

Will hated to admit it but he had longed to kiss Emma for a quite a long time. Ever since that day in the science lab when he placed that chalk dust on her nose. He did it at first just as an experiment to see how Emma would react but the spark that started it all flowed through his finger as soon as his finger brushed her nose. She was so close to him and the way her eyes met his, it set something off inside of him and later on he felt ashamed of himself for thinking like that when he was married, but he was so close to just leaning down and brushing his lips against hers. There had been many times after that like when she got that mustard off of his chin, he fought the urge to lean over and kiss her. And again at the bridal shop. Emma felt so right in his arms then, just like she did at her condo when he actually did kiss her. That felt more right then he could ever have imagined.

He knew Emma was right when she told him they both needed time but he just couldn't stop thinking about her. Will wanted nothing more than to go back over to her condo and just hold her. He'd waited for so long, fighting his feelings for her and he finally had the chance to be with her and it was snatched away from him before he even could realize that it happened.

Will tossed and turned all night, his thoughts consumed with Emma and when he finally did fall asleep his dreams starred her as well.

He slept until noon the next day which was rare for him even on a weekend. He would have stayed in bed longer except he was rudely disrupted by his front door opening. Only one person had the key to his apartment and would come in without knocking or without warning.

Will groaned and pulled himself out of bed to greet his soon-to-be ex-wife. Will walked into the quiet hallway and saw no sign of her.

"Terri?" He called into the quiet of his apartment.

Terri stepped out of the living room with a furrowed brow. "Will...where is all my stuff?"

Will lazily pointed to the hall closet. "I packed it all up. They're safely and neatly put away in boxes don't worry."

Terri frowned, a flicker of what looked like hurt flashed through her blue eyes. Then she regained her cool exterior and walked passed him towards the closet. She paused when she passed the closed door to the craft room. She reached for the door knob and tried to turn it finding it locked then she turned to face Will with a questioning look. "Why is the door to the craft room locked?"

"Why do you think?" Will retorted, his tense back facing her.

Terri winced and glanced down at the ground shamefully. "Will..." She whispered.

"I can't look at that room without being painfully reminded of the baby I was never going to have." Will went on coldly, turning to face her.

Terri let her hand fall to her side and looked up at him through her eyelashes. "Will...I'm..."

"I want a divorce." He cut her off, not wanting to hear any more of her apologies.

"What?" Terri squeaked, her eyes widening. "Will...no..." She walked towards him quickly, sliding her hands onto his chest causing him to avert his eyes away from her. "Will, please don't. We can work through this, the therapist is really helping me Will. I'm not going to be that woman anymore." She looked up to him, her desperation clear in her voice as she gripped onto his shirt. "It doesn't have to end Will. I know you're upset and you deserve to be but it can get better. I can be better."

Will finally met her eyes and lifted his hands to cover hers. For a split second, Terri felt a shred of hope but it was quickly put out when Will removed her hands from his shirt, shaking his head slowly.

"Will..." Terri whimpered, holding onto his hands with an iron grip. "Please..."

"I just can't." Will replied calmly. "I can't do this anymore."

Terri's eyes pooled with tears, staring intently into Will's eyes. When Will would not waver, Terri dropped his hands and backed away slowly. She pushed back her tears, sucked in a breath, clenched her jaw and narrowed her eyes. "Fine." She whispered coldly and pushed past him, leaving the apartment in a huff.

Will closed his eyes tightly, running a hand through his hair. He knew Terri would be back either later or the day after to pick up the stuff that she left.

Monday rolled around and even though Will hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, he was up and ready for school earlier than usual.

When he pulled into the parking lot his eyes immediately drifted to Emma's usual parking spot where her car was already stationed. He pulled into his usual spot and gathered his belongings then headed into the school. The whole way there he would check his watch, he was right on time for their usual meet in the hallway. However, when he turned the corner Emma was no where to be seen.

Will waited there for about five minutes and still no Emma. He decided then to go to her office, he had to see her even if it was just through the window. But on his way to the office Rachel Berry caught up with him and started to talk his ear off. He tried to butt in and tell her that he couldn't speak to her but she wouldn't let him get a word in and led him down a completely different hallway that led to his spanish room.

Will sighed heavily, distraught at the fact that he would not be seeing Emma until lunchtime.

At his lunch hour Will raced towards the faculty lounge, almost knocking into students along the way. He burst into the room, getting the attention of some of the faculty already in the lounge, and looked towards their usual table. It was empty. His face fell and his brow furrowed.

With dampened spirits he headed down the hallway towards Emma's office. He stopped in front of the glass window and stared in seeing Emma was with a student. At first she didn't seem to notice him as she was busy giving advice and showing the boy in the chair a pamphlet. But after she stopped talking she caught his eyes and froze.

Will lifted his hand in a small wave and she remained frozen. Her eyes were wide with emotion and she shook her head slowly before turning her attention back to the student.

Will stayed in front of her office for several more minutes, waiting and watching for any glance from her. Occasionally she would lift her eyes up and then snap them back down. From where he was he could even tell she was fighting with herself.

Will wanted so bad to go into her office and tell her that everything was fine. He wanted to reassure her that things didn't have to be weird between them. He sure didn't want things to be weird. He could wait a little longer for Emma. He could go back to the way things were before he left his wife where both their feelings were obvious but they didn't act on it. The last thing he wanted was for them to avoid each other. Will needed to be around Emma, she made him feel better and feel good when nothing else in his life was going right.

The next thing he knew, Will heard the door opening and the boy thanking Emma. The young boy exited Emma's office and Will recognized him from one of his spanish classes. "Hey Mr. Schue." He greeted Will.

"Hello Peter." Will greeted back as Peter passed him and then called after him. "Remember the essay is due tomorrow!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Peter called back down the hall and then disappeared around the corner. Will shook his head lightly and then turned back to face Emma. He caught her staring at him and then she turned away, flipping through papers.

Will took a breath and then walked into her office. "Hi Emma."

"Hi Will." She replied quickly, shuffling her papers and reaching behind her into her filing cabinet to pull out a folder.

Will didn't like the awkwardness between them. Emma was the one he could go to and talk to about anything and not feel awkward. It should not be that awkward just exchanging pleasantries.

"Are you going to lunch?" He asked.

"Actually," Emma said, putting the papers on her desk into the folder, placing it back and taking out another folder. "I have a lot of work to do. I think I'll just be eating here."

Will's face fell and he looked down. "Oh." He was going to offer to eat with her but he got the feeling that she didn't want him there. Emma was rarely so distant and she hadn't even looked at him once. "Okay. I'll...see you later."

"See you later." She answered sweetly, but still not glancing up from her paperwork.

Will glanced up at her once more before turning to walk out of her office. Once Emma was sure he was gone, she looked up and sighed heavily.

Will dragged his feet along the hallway floor as he made his way back to his classroom. He pushed open the closed door and entered the empty classroom.

He let out a sigh as he threw himself down into his desk chair and then pulled out his paper bag lunch. He took the sandwich out of his sandwich bag and took a bite out of his peanut butter sandwich, only thinking of the red head who was slowly becoming the keeper of his heart.

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