Two Hearts Beat As One: Chapter 5
Three months later found Will and Emma sitting on a blanket spread on the grass at the local park one Saturday morning. Will was daydreaming about their twins while Emma was reading a baby book of names. It was midmorning and the sun was up but the occasional cloud passing by made the rays gentler. Everything seemed clean and fresh, the smell of newly-mown grass tickling their noses in a pleasant way. They were under the shade of a maple tree and were enjoying the sights about them.
They were able to do things like this since Emma's morning sickness vanished two-and-a-half months ago, which was a welcome reprieve from all the other difficulties they would encounter later. Life became normal for a couple of weeks, or rather, it became as normal as it could be when you were pregnant and expecting twins. Then, the other things started to happen.
The mood swings were cute at first, but when the incessant crying about random things made an appearance, it was trying Will's patience. Will had his guilt trips after these episodes, and it always made him feel awful. But the beauty of their relationship was that before they went to sleep, they always cleared up the issues, even if it meant more waterworks before bed.
The pregnancy hormones also affected Emma's mood in the bedroom. She became . . . more assertive . . . and Will wasn't complaining in that department. This was one of the plus sides of the pregnancy.
However, the food and drink cravings were driving Will crazy. One time had him looking for a strawberry slushie at 3 am, and it took him five trips to different convenience stores before he finally found what she wanted. She took one sip of it when he got home and decided she wasn't craving it anymore. Will almost cried that time. Luckily, the cravings were starting to diminish, and on most nights, Will had a good night's sleep, which was a good thing, since school had already started.
"Will," Emma said gently, putting her book away, jolting Will out of his reverie.
"Huh, Em?"
"I love you."
"I love you, too, Emma." He kissed her nose on her upturned face and smiled at her.
"Look at the squirrels, Will, they're so cute!" she said, suddenly changing the subject when she spotted the furry animals.
"Yes, they are," he said slowly, warily eyeing the squirrels. He had an unfounded fear of squirrels, they just creeped him out.
"But look, one of them hurt his little paw." She was starting to tear up. "Poor thing!"
"Let's go for a walk!" he suggested, clearly not excited about another crying episode nor getting too close for comfort with the little animals. He was starting to become a master of deflection himself. "You got to keep healthy, Em, and they say that walking is the best exercise for pregnant women. C'mon." He helped her up gently. Or is it swimming? he mused.
"Okay!" said Emma brightly, forgetting the squirrels and rising to her feet. "But you have to kiss me first."
Will pecked her on the lips.
"Properly, Will," she protested.
He laughed and gave her a mildly passionate kiss on the lips this time. She seemed satisfied by it and slipped on her flat-heeled red Mary Janes as Will gathered up all their picnic things. Her baby bump was very evident now, but all her features remained as dainty as ever.
They followed the walkway going through the park and walked hand-in-hand. The early September air was cool and comforting around them, and they wanted to take advantage of it before it became too chilly. They stopped when they saw some kids playing football, wide grins on their faces.
"Our kids are going to play 'el fútbol' someday, just like I did," he grinned happily. "I'm going to teach them the basics."
"I would love that. I would love to see all their games and cheer for them," she beamed just as widely.
They watched for a few more minutes, imagining that they were watching their children. After a while, Will said, "You ready to continue the walk?"
"Yeah, but let's go to the car first, I hate it that you're lugging that picnic basket around."
They left the picnic basket in the car and continued strolling around the park. Not a few minutes passed before Emma said apologetically, "Uhm, I need to go to the bathroom, honey."
Will shook his head while glancing at his watch and said, "It's amazing how the twins are wreaking havoc on your bladder, sweetheart, you went not two hours ago. Just sit over here by the bench, I'll get your disinfectant and wipes."
"Thank you," she called after his retreating form. Emma had a handle on her OCD by now, but still, a public toilet is a public toilet.
They walked some more after going to the bathroom, and when Emma started to complain about getting tired, they settled themselves on a bench with a view of dogs playing frisbee and fetch with their owners.
"Do you think we can ever own a dog? I never had one growing up," he asked randomly.
"Not right now, Will. Our plates are going to be quite full after a few months. But they're cute. Maybe when the kids are older, they can have a puppy, once they can help care for it."
Emma rested her head on Will's shoulder while Will wrapped her in a one-armed hug. He kissed her hair as they continued watching nothing in particular, content in each other's company.
After a while, Emma sighed and said, "I want our babies to learn to sing and dance like you, Will. I really wish they will inherit your talents. But I want them to be happy, so we shouldn't force them to do anything, okay?"
"Okay. Let's just surround them with music while they are growing up so that they will learn to love it themselves. You know what, Em, I want them to be able to play the piano like you, you play so well," he said as he hugged her tighter.
"Or they could could learn to play the ukulele," she added with a smile. "I love it when you sing to the babies, Will. I love your voice, it's so soothing, and I'm sure our babies feel the same way as me."
"Do you want me to sing for them now? I could, you know, just give me a few minutes to think of a perfect song." He shifted in his seat, putting the arm around her shoulders around her waist instead so that both his hands were now resting on her abdomen and their babies. Emma also rested her hands on her abdomen, Will's hand occasionally brushing her own as he caressed her belly.
"Yes," she whispered, quite relaxed in Will's arms.
After a moment, Will began to sing . . .
When all the world is a hopeless jumble
And the raindrops tumble around
Heaven opens a magic lane
Emma sang the next lines . . .
When all the clouds darken up the skyway
There's a rainbow highway to be found
Leading from your window pane
They continued singing, to their babies, and also to each other, exchanging loving looks, oblivious that overhead, rain clouds were forming. Both gently stroked Emma's baby bump while they sang, the song now becoming a duet. Their voices harmonized beautifully together.
Will: To a place behind the sun
Both Will and Emma: Just a step beyond the rain
Will:
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high,
There's a land that I dreamed of once in a lullaby
Haaaaai
Emma:
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
Both: Uuuuuh
Will: Oooh
Both:
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me
Both: Oh somewhere over the rainbow
Emma: Bluebirds fly
Will: Birds fly over the rainbow
Both: Why then, oh why can't I? Ahahahahaiii . . .
At the end of the last note, they both felt something. Emma's eyes widened as large as saucers while Will's remained unblinking and fixed on hers. There it was again. They both looked down at their hands on Emma's belly.
"Em, did you feel that?" asked Will, excitement in his eyes as he returned his gaze on her Bambi eyes.
"Yes, I did!" Emma nodded enthusiastically. "The babies just kicked for the first time!"
Will sought her lips with his own, gleeful of sharing this special moment with his wife. Emma returned his kiss with great fervor, feeling the same way. They were transported to a world where only both of them existed.
A low rumble of thunder brought them back to the present and to their senses. It was starting to drizzle lightly.
"Let's get you and the babies to the car, sweetie," Will said, placing a kiss on her belly before he helped her up. "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold if we don't go soon enough."
They jogged, or rather, walked as fast as they could towards their car. Before he could help her get in on the passenger's side, Emma planted a surprise sneak attack on Will.
"I thought it was romantic to give you a pearly white harbor in the rain, we've never kissed in the rain before," she said with a wink.
He grinned her favorite crooked smile and closed the passenger door, quickly running over to the driver's side and closing his door. He gave her a surprise kiss as she was fumbling with her seatbelt, the rain now pelting the car roof.
"What happened today was amazing, Em," he said, not able to wipe the smile off his face.
"I'm glad to share all these firsts with you, Will," she said sincerely to him, grinning from ear-to-ear herself. "Let's go home, honey, so that we can get out of these wet clothes."
"What are you suggesting, Mrs. Schuester?" he asked with a smirk, raising one of his eyebrows.
Emma just laughed out loud. He gently kissed her abdomen twice, one kiss for each of their children, and then he gave Emma a peck on the lips before taking his family home. Even the rain couldn't dampen Will's mood today, that's for sure.
AN: Hello! :) Another update for you Wemma peeps. I don't own the song, it's Somewhere Over the Rainbow by Matthew Morrison featuring Gwyneth Paltrow. A real Wemma duet on Glee would be nice, wouldn't it? ;)
Thanks to EpicWemma for letting me borrow her idea of Will's fear of squirrels in my story. Thanks also to Obsessionsaremylife for telling me before that she couldn't picture Wemma with twins when I asked her to write me a twin fic. Do you remember, Charlotte? :P :D That's why this story came to life. And lastly, thank you to all the readers. If you review, I would appreciate it very much. ^_^