So so so sorry again for taking so long to upload a new chapter! Being sick (pneumonia), loads of extra working, being tired and a case of a writers block don't really help! But here it - finally - is: chapter 4!

Thanks again to my lovely beta, Writtenincrayon, for reading this all through and helping me making it better again. Also many thanks to Sarah, guest, MrsWemmaMorrison, Ember411 and MrsEleanorLovett for reviewing! It really means a lot to see those reviews and it always makes me so happy! Thanks a lot!

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Without further ado, the next chaper!

There was a permanent grin on my face, and whatever Sue said, or whatever else happened, it couldn't be wiped off my face. Many found my mood infectious; Sue found it annoying, but it didn't bother me at all. I was happy, and no-one could take that away from me. I wondered how I could be happier than I was now, when nothing major was happening in my life. Of course, Emma had decided to take that last step, to start trying for a baby, and that itself was already major, but as far as I knew she wasn't pregnant yet, and yet I was floating somewhere on some random cloud, bursting with happiness. I was so proud of her, that she was ready to try; so happy that we were trying in the first place, that somehow my dream wasn't as far away as I thought it was. It made me feel like I was the luckiest man on the earth.

'Mr. Schue!' I walked into the choir room, greeted by the loud voice of Katherine Walker, one of the newest members of the New Directions, as Tina, Sam and Blaine, amongst others, had graduated the previous year.

'Hello to you too, Katherine,' I said, grinning at the girl, who wasn't able to sit still at this moment.

'Is Mrs. S. Pregnant? You two seem so happy and rumour has it that –' She was one of the biggest gossipers in the entire school, determined to be a journalist one day. Or, a paparazzi, as I thought she'd become.

'Err... no, not as far as I know, anyway.' Yet. But I wasn't going to add that, as it would only add to the rumour mill. It was already a decision which had been hard enough for Emma, without anyone prying. I could imagine her stressing over every little symptom which might indicate that she was, indeed, pregnant, already.

'Oh. That's a shame, really. You two would make great parents.' I smiled, as the other members of New Directions seemed to share this idea.

'Yeah, yeah. We didn't come here today to discuss this. We've got Sectionals to work for, so let's get on with it!' I sighed, but tried not to let the kids see. It was horrible, sometimes, when they just assumed stuff that came from the rumour mill was true. But this one was nice to hear… to see them wanting us to have children. I wanted that as well… and now we just had to wait until she was pregnant.

After Glee practise, which went fairly well, I was walking towards Emma's office. I knew we both had a free hour at this moment, and I wanted to spend most of my time with her. She was a bit stressed lately, and tired as well, due to the fact that the year had just begun and she had loads of paperwork to do, students that were stressing out. I wanted to take her mind off of things, to let her relax a bit, maybe help her out.

I was, however, not prepared to see her like this, when I arrived. She almost looked like she was having a full-blown panic attack, and thus I simply ran into her office, not caring about anything else. She had to calm down.

'Em?' She was furiously rummaging through stacks of paperwork, through the pages of her diary, eyes wide and muttering under her breath.

'Emma?' I approached her cautiously, not wanting to startle her. I was afraid that that only make it worse.

'Everything is going wrong. Nothing works. Everyone comes to me with those stupid stories about how their boyfriend broke up in the first week of the holidays and what not and there are so many deadlines and I am so tired and I'm never going to do this right and I am never going to finish it!' I looked at her, my heart breaking. She looked so lost, tired, frustrated…

'Emma… look at me, okay? And take a deep breath…' I was near her now and she just looked at me, with those huge, brown eyes, tearing up.

'I want to, Will… but I can't… I just can't… and there is so much to do and it's just everything at the same time and I'm also late and and…' My brow furrowed when she said that she was late. Late for what? I decided not to press at this moment. Instead, I just pressed my lips to her forehead, holding her lightly, trying to calm her down.

'I know there is, okay? But first, take a deep breath.' I looked her in the eyes and noticed that she was still shaky, panicking, taking sharp breaths. She started shaking her head again, opened her mouth to speak, but before she could I decided to shut her off by pressing my lips to hers. I held her more tightly, as I felt her losing balance as she succumbed to my kiss. I slowly pulled back again, opened my eyes and saw her staring at me with incredulous, big eyes. I smiled.

'Now, take a deep breath, okay?' She nodded slowly, as she did as she was asked. I smiled again, gently lowering her down on her chair, while kneeling in front of her myself.

'I get that this is all kind of overwhelming, okay? And that you have a lot of work to do, but you can't do anything when you're so agitated. So first, take a few deep breaths and then we'll look at what you have to do. If you need any kind of help with anything, just say, okay? You don't have to do everything alone.' She slowly nodded again, her breathing a lot more regular.

'That's my Em.' I smiled again. 'Okay… now that we've got that under control, you could always write down what you have to do in matter of importance. Never forget that you're only a human and that you can only do your best. Just do the best you can today, and then we'll get you to bed early, as you're clearly tired. You need to rest too.' Emma looked at me, eyes still wide.

'But I need to get this done…' I smiled, and took her hand.

'I know that, Em, but if you continue like this, you'll fall asleep above your work.' She licked her lips, nodded.

'Yes… yes… you have a point. I can't have that. I really can't have that… Figgins will kill me if I fall asleep here… and not hand this all in on time.' I slowly rubbed my thumb over her hand, trying to keep her calm.

'Then just take your rest. You can do this, Em.' I gave her a reassuring smile, while she nodded again.

'I'm just a bit behind schedule. I can do this.' I smiled again, knowing how tight her schedule was. A bit behind schedule shouldn't be a problem. It'd only mean that she'd only hand it in two days before the deadline instead of three. No big deal.

'But I'm still late.' She took her hand from mine and started looking through her diary again.

'…I don't get it, Em…' I frowned.

'I should've had it a week and a half ago… I'm never late…' I simply looked at her, while she was staring at the dates.

And then it clicked.

'You're… late… late? As in…' Emma furiously nodded, her red hair bouncing up and down.

'I can't be pregnant. I can't have this on top of this. I'm never late. Oh gosh, oh gosh!' I took a deep, shaky breath and tried to fight the hope I felt.

'It could also come due to all the stress, Em. Normally when you are stressed, it never lasts for long, but this has been eating you up for quite a while now. But you could also take a test, just to be sure.'

'But then I'd have to pee on a stick! And that's just… gross. Really gross!' She started shaking her head.

'That's something for later, okay? We could just get one and then see whether you want to use it or not. You don't have to decide now.' I looked at her, hoping to keep her calm.

'Okay… I think I want to but… it's just… gross…' I smiled.

'I know, Em, I know. Just think about it and we can always get you some rubber gloves to wear… anything that makes it comfortable, okay?'

'Okay… Tonight… You'll be there, right?' I smiled again, and pressed a kiss to her nose.

'Always, Em.'

'Okay… tonight… tonight…' I smiled, when she showed me a reassuring smile. Yet, I was a nervous wreck on the inside. This was going to be a long wait…