Will's POV:

Emma went straight to bed after dinner last night. I think my parents were annoying her, a bit.
They had told us that they wanted to surprise us by just showing up to see their, almost, daughter in-law and their unborn grandchild. They seemed more excited, this time. More excited than when Terri was 'pregnant'. I was glad. This was real. This was actually happening and I wouldn't change it for the world.
I heard the chain flush and heard footsteps coming down the stairs. It was Emma.

"Morning, my sleeping beauty. How did you sleep?"

"Morning, not very well. I had stomach pain all night." She rubbed her belly and walked over to the kettle and turned it on. I reached over to her and lifted her top up. I rubbed her belly and spoke to it.

"You were very naughty, last night. You kept your mummy up!" Emma giggled and blushed. I stood up and placed my hands on her cheeks. I placed a delicate kiss on her lips.

"Love you."

"Love you too." The kettle went off and she pored the tea. We made our way to the sofa and sat down.

"Where's your mum and dad?" She looked puzzled.

"They went to look around town quickly. We have the place to ourselves." I gave her a cheeky wink. She slapped me, playfully, on the arm.

"No shenanigans at the moment!" I loved it when she called it funny things. She was so adorable.

"Oh, okay." I stuck my bottom lip out.

"But... We can do this..." She pinned me down on the sofa and kissed me passionately. I heard the door click open and my parents walk in.

"Oh, er, we will, um, be in the guest room." My dad said. Emma bolted up and blushed. I shuffled closer to her and kissed her again. I placed my hand on her stomach and she relaxed. I stroked her cheek and she smiled.

"I love it when you do that."

"Do what? Touch your stomach or stroke your cheek?"

"Both." I smiled at her and she stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"To get some breakfast, I'm hungry."

"Oh, uh, there is some more peanut butter in the cupboard, by the way." She grinned at me.

"You know me so well!" She grabbed another jar of peanut butter out of the cupboard and got two spoons out. She gave one to me.

"You're actually sharing your peanut butter?!" I winked at her.

"Haha, very funny. And yes, only because I love you and you're the best Fiancé anyone could ask for!"

"Well, thank you, sweetie."
After we had eaten the peanut butter, we went upstairs to get washed and dressed. We walked downstairs to find my parents sat on the sofa looking at, what seemed to be, baby catalogues?

"Oh, William! I've found the most wonderful cot for the baby!"

"It's okay mum, we've alre-."

"I ordered it and it will arrive in a few days! So exciting!" Emma looked at me.

"Erm, Ms Schuester, what are you doing?" Emma questioned her, I could feel her anger growing, already.

"We are just picking out some lovely furniture for the baby. Come and have a look! We've already ordered a cot, a wardrobe, a toy box and a book shelf, for you! It says here you have to pay by cheque."

"We already own all of that? And bearing in mind, me and Will have barely enough money to raise a child, let alone buy them all of this!? How did you think me and Will are even managing having this baby? We have used all of our savings up and we have just enough money to survive. Then you come to OUR house telling US to spend the little money we actually have on things we already own?"
Her face was red and she was breathing heavily.

"Well, we thought-."

"You thought wrong. I don't appreciate people who I have only known for not even a day coming to my house and telling me what to do."

"I'm sorry, Emma. We were just trying to help."

"You have done nothing to help us." She walked upstairs and shut the door.

"Will, we are ever so sorry."

"Erm, it's okay. She's just very hormonal at the minute. I think it's best to leave her for a bit. Oh, and please cancel the orders and don't order anything else!"

"Okay. I won't."
I walked upstairs and knocked on the door.

"What." She was still annoyed.

"It's Will, can I come in."

"Kay." I walked in to find her sat crossed legged on the bed.

"I don't blame you for going off on them. I was just about to." She gave me a weak smile.

"It's just, I have very little patience at the minute and they know perfectly how to set me off."

"It's okay. I've told them to cancel the orders and stop ordering things."

"They got me thinking. How WILL we support our child? We are practically poor and we're expecting to get married and have a baby? Will, we can't afford this?" Tears started to form in her eyes.

"What are you saying?"

"I'm, um, saying that we can't get married, at least, not yet."

"Are-are you breaking up with me?"

"No! No, no, no! Of course not! I'm just saying we should wait to get married."

"I would wait forever if it meant that you would be mine, Em."

"So we can wait?"

"Anything for my Cinderella." She leant into me and wrapped her arms around me.

"I love you, so much, William!"

"I love you too, Em." I kissed the top of her head.

"Well, I better go and apologise." She stood up and walked down stairs.

"Erm, Mr and Mrs Schuester. I'm really sorry for earlier. I'm sort of, really, hormonal right now. Please forgive me?"
My mum rushed over to Emma and pulled her into a hug.

"Of course we forgive you. We don't blame you for shouting. We should of, at least, asked you first. We are sorry for ordering all of the furniture."

"It's okay."

"We decided that we're going to go home today. We feel that we're intruding." Emma looked at me. She mouthed 'You don't say.' I chuckled.

"What is it, son?"

"Oh, nothing, dad. And okay. What time?"

"We have our bags in the car already so we will leave now."

"Oh, okay."

"Thanks for letting us stay last night."

"It's okay, mum. Just ring next time and don't order any furniture?" She smiled at me and gave me a goodbye kiss and hug. She done the same to Emma. Then dad shook my hand and Emma's and said goodbye.

"Bye, Will. Bye, Emma. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too." She replied. They walked out of the door and got in their car and we waved them off. As soon as they were out of sight, we shut the door.

"Peace and quiet. At last!"