A/N: Hi everyone! Once again I fail to update quickly. I'm sorry. I really tried to get more updates out but school started again and I'm super busy. Anyways, here is chapter 14. I hope you all like it. Reviews would be appreciated!

Will woke up to an annoying a high pitched ring. He groaned as he rolled over and found his cell phone on top of the bed side table.

"Hello?" he asked still half asleep.

"Mr. Schuester, I need you to come to the school immediately," Principal Figgins said sternly. Will immediately sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes.

"Of course, why do I need to come in though?" Will was curious as to what Figgins would respond with.

"I don't know how to tell you this William, but I received a phone call yesterday accusing you of being inappropriate with your students. You know the policy that if a teacher is even is under suspicion that they must come in for questioning. I want you at the school in an hour," Figgins said.

"Alright, I'll be there, but I didn't do anything wrong," Will stated.

"I'm sorry Schue, but its school policy. See you in an hour," Figgins said as he hung up the call.

Will sighed and ran a hand through his hair. After taking a moment to collect his thoughts he let out a breath and got up to take a quick shower.

He let out a gasp as the warm water droplets trickled down his body. He felt his shoulders relax and for a second he thought that things would just maybe turn out alright. All he needed to do was clear his head and think clearly about what he was going to say to Figgins.

Once he was done with the shower, he pulled on some blue jeans and a dark blue vest and tie. Even though it was summer break and Will didn't have to follow the school's dress code, he still wanted to look professional.

With one last look in the mirror, Will picked up his car keys from the kitchen table and headed out the door. He arrived at the school in twenty minutes so he was ten minutes early, but he didn't mind as he thought it made him look more respectable and responsible.

He got out of his car and took one last breath as he made his way to the front doors of the school. It was finally when he reached the office that his nerves started to show. He knew that Hiram had only made an accusation against him out of being drunk and he was grateful that he did not tell about the marriage, but he still wondered if Principal Figgins had some way of knowing about him and Rachel.

He finally got up the courage and pushed the door open. He walked past the front desk and into the back where Figgins office was. He slowly knocked and heard a thick accent welcome him inside.

"Mr. Schuester, please sit," Principal Figgins said as he shook Will's hand.

Will shook it nervously and swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat while he took a seat.

"Now I don't like having to do this anymore than you, Will, but once an accusation has been made, I need to take immediate action," Figgins said.

"I understand sir, but I have done nothing wrong in all the time I have been a teacher here. There has never been a single report made against me," Will said stating his innocence.

"I realize that William, but there has now been a complaint which makes me think that something went wrong when you were in New York with the glee club," Figgins explained.

"Sir, nothing went wrong," Will started to say but was cut off.

"I know, I know. I'm not accusing you of anything remember? However someone else did, so I have to get to the bottom of this. If you are ready, I'm going to start questioning you," Figgins stated while pulling out a pad and pencil.

"Go ahead," Will said with a sigh of defeat. He thought that if maybe he could explain that nothing went wrong then maybe he would have been able to skip the whole answering questions but apparently not.

"Thank you. So, it has been noted that you did not come back with the rest of the glee club on Saturday. Why is that?"

"Well a student was sick so I thought the most responsible thing was to stay behind and come back a couple of days later," Will explained. He didn't mention that the student was Rachel. He thought it was best to wait and see if Figgins would ask which student.

"It has come to my attention that this student is Rachel Berry. Is that that correct?" Figgins asked.

"Yes, that is correct."

"Did you not find it to be inappropriate to be alone with a female student while staying at a hotel?" Figgins asked.

"I didn't think it was a big deal. I was just trying to help," Will said avoiding going into detail about sleeping arrangements but failing.

"What were the sleeping arrangements?" was of course the next question to come out of Figgins mouth.

"I was in my own room and Rachel was in hers. I did not stay in the same room as Rachel. I checked on her a couple of times and she may have come over to have some company but she never stayed. She went back to her own room," Will explained the best he could without showing the truth. He felt awful for having to lie, but his and Rachel's reputation were on the line, not to mention their secret marriage.

"Mr. Schuester, there is no reason to yell. Once again, I'm not accusing you, someone else did. I just have to ask the questions," Figgins explained.

"I'm sorry," Will said apologetically.

"Now, let's continue. What did you do for the two extra days in New York with Miss Berry?"

"We mostly stayed in since she was sick. I went out a couple of times but that was only to get food and some things Rachel wanted."

"Right," Figgins said as he was busy scribbling down everything that Will was saying.

"What did the other children think when you told them that you were staying behind?"

"Well they were mostly upset that they couldn't stay as well," Will slightly chuckled.

"What was your explanation?"

"That it was too expensive for them all to stay another two days. The glee club budget is already so small," Will explained.

"Did you ask anyone to be in charge and who came to the airport?"

"I put Finn in charge because I knew he could handle all of them and before we went to the airport I had called Ms. Pillsbury and she gratefully helped me."

There was a pause as Figgins finished writing down everything. He clicked his pen and set it down by his notes.

"William, I think that this will do. I have come to the conclusion that nothing had occurred in New York as it seems you were just being responsible. I will say that from now on the glee club needs at least two chaperones when on trips that are out of state and that you and everyone involved must come back at the same time no matter what the condition is," Principal Figgins explained.

"Do we have a deal?" he asked as he stuck his hand out and eying Will carefully.

"Yes sir, I think that is more than fair," Will said as he shook it.

"You are a good teacher William. I hate to think that you would do anything stupid and put your career on the line," Figgins said as Will stood up to get ready to leave. Will smiled at him nervously.

"I would never even think about it," he said as he reached the door. "Have a good summer break," Will said as he turned to leave.

"Thank you and you too, Will." Will smiled and shook his head as he left. He wanted to get out of the school as soon as possible. He had just lied to his boss and that made him feel incredibly guilty.

As he was leaving, Will passed by Emma's office and silently cursed to himself. He hadn't yet spoken to her since he and Rachel returned. He needed to tell her that he couldn't be with her anymore and the thought of telling her killed him. He noticed that a light was on but the blinds were closed. He was curious and slowly walked in. He found Emma scrubbing away at her desk with her gloves on.

"Emma? What are you doing here still?" he asked confused.

"Oh hi, Will, I was just getting something's that I couldn't bring home yesterday when school let out and then I noticed how dirty my desk looked without everything on it and thought that I better clean it. Why are you here?"

"I uh had to see Figgins," Will said nervously.

"Why? Is everything alright?" Emma asked concerned.

"Yes, well no, but it's alright now," Will stammered.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Emma asked with genuine concern etched on her face. Will was about to open his mouth when his cell phone rang. He sighed in relief and answered it.

Saved by the bell, Will thought.

"Hello?" he asked.

"Will, it's me," Rachel said on the other line. "How did everything go with Figgins?" she asked with worry clear in her voice.

"It went fine," Will looked up and saw Emma staring at him. "I'll talk to you about later. I can't really talk right now," he said as he glanced at Emma again.

"Alright, I was just wondering how everything went," Rachel said on the other line a bit disappointed.

"I'll talk to you later, Will," Rachel said as she hung up.

"Bye," Will said. He put his phone away and looked back up at Emma.

"Sorry about that," he said apologizing.

"It's alright. Is everything okay?" Emma asked again.

"Everything is fine," Will said. An awkward silence crept into the room as they both just stared at each other. Will was getting more nervous by the second. He needed to tell Emma before it ate him up inside but she beat him to it and was the first one to speak.

"So how did everything go with Rachel while in New York?" Emma finally asked.

"Oh it was fine. You know how Rachel can be," Will said with a chuckle.

"Oh yes, that's good that she wasn't too much trouble," Emma said. "Listen, Will, I was going to call you later but since you are here, I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner with me tonight?" Emma asked with hope in her voice.

A pit had formed in Will's stomach and he knew that he had to tell her the truth. He didn't want to turn Emma down though. He saw how Finn had reacted when Rachel told him about being in a relationship and how much it had hurt him. He couldn't do that to Emma, not when they had been working so hard on building a relationship again, but he had no other choice. He had to for both him and Rachel.

"Emma, listen, I'm really sorry but I can't, I can't be with you anymore," Will said with pain in his voice. He felt his heart break a little as he saw the look on Emma's face. It was filled with hurt and confusion.

"What? Why? Did I do something wrong, Will?" Emma said with tears starting to form in her eyes.

"No, it's not you Em, it's me. I'm so sorry Emma," Will started to say. He wanted to take everything back as he saw how Emma was trying so hard not to cry in front of him. He didn't understand why he felt so bad. He was happy with Rachel, wasn't he?

"No, no, it's fine. I understand. If you don't mind though, could you leave? I really need to be alone," Emma asked while a tear had finally started to trickle down her face.

"Sure," Will said as he stood up. "Bye Emma, have a good summer. I really am sorry," he said as he walked out of the office. He took a breath when he was outside and leaned against the wall for a moment to compose himself. He felt tears in his own eyes starting to form but pushed them back. He shouldn't be feeling this way about Emma. It was supposed to be quick and easy with no feelings at all.

You did the right thing, Will. You love Rachel. It wouldn't have worked with Emma, Will told himself as he stood up to leave.

He made his way to his car and started it. As he got in, he noticed that he was shaking. His hands gripped the steering wheel nervously and tightly while his knuckles where turning white. He felt sick as the realization hit him of everything that had just happened. He had lied to his boss. His authority figure, the man that could have him fired in a second if he found out.

He had just broken the heart of the women he loved and it made him disgusted with himself. What was he thinking that he and Rachel could just live happily ever after and be a normal married couple? Maybe in New York where no one knew them, but not in Lima, Ohio where both of their reputations would be shattered if anyone found out.

He had never felt so scared at the possibility of being caught. He had only ever felt this scared when he woke up next to Rachel that morning only just a couple of days ago and how his whole world changed.

This whole situation was spiraling out of control and Will didn't know how to stop it.

He knew that he cared about Rachel and that he loved her but maybe being married wasn't the best thing for them and maybe it was better, married or not if they got a divorce.

He let out a sigh as he started the car. He was probably in no condition to drive but he needed to leave the school. Being there was too much for him and all that he knew at the moment was that he needed to talk to Rachel and that it needed to happen soon.