A/N: So this is the first installment of this set of one-shots. It was originally just going to be a one-short story but then I decided to add more to it so its a collection of different one-shots. And they all have to do with 'the table'. You'll see what I mean once you read it. So I hope you enjoy!

Emma awoke with a start. She sat up and held her breath, listening. She was having a nice dream when something woke her up. It sounded like somebody was in her home. It was quiet for as long as she could hold her breath so she thought it was just her imagination. She relaxed her tense muscles and sunk back into her sheets and pillows.

She let out a sigh and closed her eyes hoping she could get a little more sleep before she had to get up for work.

Suddenly her eyes snapped open and her heart leapt into her throat. There was the noise again she was certain of it. Someone was inside her condo. She started shaking and hyperventilating. She didn't know what scared her worse the fact that there was a stranger in her home or the fact that the stranger was trekking germs wherever he went. She shuddered at just the thought.

She threw the covers off of her and slid off the bed. She slipped into her slippers resting near her bed and inched toward the door. She tried listening for any sound if the intruder being near but the only sound she heard was her heavy breathing. She slowly and carefully opened her bedroom door and peered out into the hallway. The light in her kitchen was on. Her eyes widened and she held her breath and listened. She could hear the clinking of silverware. She closed her eyes tightly and quickly disappeared into her room leaning up against the wall. Oh God what was she going to do? She quickly glanced at the phone on her night table. Should she call the police? No. The intruder would surely hear her because she knew if she tried to speak she would become hysterical. She just decided to keep quiet and maybe the intruder wouldn't come to her room. She tried to convince herself that maybe the intruder was just hungry and he would find something to eat and leave. She knew she was being ridiculous but it was the only thought that kept her sane.

After what seemed like ever she carefully peered out of her room again. The light was still on but she couldn't hear anything. She tiptoed out of her room and with her heart pounding in her chest she approached the kitchen. When she was near the doorway she heard the clinking of silverware again. She held her breath again and backed up against the wall. She closed her eyes and took a few deep yet quiet breaths. She bravely decided to take a peak into her kitchen. She

didn't know what she would see. Maybe a man dressed in all black with a ski mask on. Maybe some bum who was crawling with germs and all sorts of bugs.

What she saw made her heart double in pace but not in the way she thought. Will Schuester stood in her kitchen working over the stove. He was dressed in navy blue pajama pants and a white sleeveless undershirt. As his arms moved over the stove she could see the muscles in his arms and back flex. She swallowed hard. She was still trying to get over her mini panic attack from thinking her home had been broken into and having a nearly shirtless Will in her kitchen was not

helping. Without even realizing it she moved so she was standing in the doorway.

Will seemed to notice her out of the corner of his eye and he turned to her with a grin. "Hey Em. Good Morning." He lifted his hand in a wave and her heart melted. She just fell in love with him all over again for covering his hands was a pair of latex gloves.

"Want some breakfast?" He asked holding up the pan. "I'm making eggs."

She wanted to answer him but the only thought running through her head was why was Will Schuester in her kitchen making her breakfast in his pajamas?

And the she remembered.

After a long back and forth argument Will decided to accept Emma's offer to let him stay at her place. He knew he couldn't live with Terri anymore and he didn't want to live with his parents. But when Emma found out that he slept at the school she would not have it and offered him her guest bedroom. He refused at first not wanting to impose on her but she insisted and he gave in offering to pay her rent. She refused to take his money though. She was doing a favor for her friend who was hurting and she would not make him pay. Besides, she would never admit it to him, but she dreamed of the day Will would live with her. Which is why she didn't remember he was staying there because it felt like a dream. But it wasn't and Will was actually was in her home, in her kitchen, making her breakfast.

When she came out of her thoughts she saw Will staring at her with a confused look. "Emma?"

She blushed heavily. She must have looked like an idiot just standing there gawking at him. "Um...yes um thank you Will." She said quietly and moved over to the table lowering herself into the chair letting out a breath.

Will smiled and turned back to the stove. She stared at his back still daring to believe he was actually there. She always wondered what it would be like to see Will in his pajamas and so she admired him. The smooth looking skin of his exposed shoulders, his perfectly trim middle and his...

Her cheeks turned as red as her hair as her eyes travelled lower. Even though his pants were baggy she could imagine his long and muscular legs. His feet were covered by white socks but she wondered if she would mind if he went bare foot.

She abruptly shut her eyes and scolded herself. What the hell was she doing? He was still technically married for goodness sakes! She promised herself she would not get caught up in him when he moved in. She couldn't even keep her own promise. She let out a deep shuddering breath and ran her fingers through her hair.

"Hey Em," her eyes opened when she heard Will's voice and saw he was staring down at her from across the table a plate of eggs in his hands. "You alright?"

She nodded and gave him a small smile. "Just fine." she reached over and took the plate from him. "Thank you for making breakfast it was very sweet."

He gave her a skeptical look bur brushed it off and took a seat across from her and smiled softly. "Well you're letting me live in your home it's the least I can do since you won't let me pay." He raised his eyebrows.

She looked up at him. "I told you Will I am doing this as a favor to you. You are my friend and I want to help you you do not have to pay a friend for a favor."

She blushed at the look he was giving her. His face was lit up like a kid on Christmas morning, a small yet adorable smile tugged at his lips and his eyes held a look of adoration and gratitude. "Thank you Emma you don't know how much this means to me."

She tried to keep the big goofy smile she got whenever he looked at her and talked to her like that off her face. So she shrugged non-chalantly and dug into eggs. "It's no trouble Will really."

She took a few bites and then glanced back at him. He was just sitting there with his arms folded on the table and watching her with a smile on his face. "Aren't you going to eat?"

His eyes widened slightly and he sat up as if he were alarmed. "Oh...yeah." He smiled sheepishly and gave a sort of nervous chuckle before rising from his seat to get himself some breakfast.

She watched him, puzzled. He seemed a little flustered and that was odd for him. He never acted that way around her.

He made himself a plate and sat back down and started to eat. As he ate she noticed that he still had the latex gloves on. "Will?"

"Hm?" He looked up from his meal curiously.

She looked down at his hands and nodded her head in their direction. "You don't um you don't have to wear to uh to where those."

"Hm?" He followed her gaze to his hands and laughed that nervous laugh again. "Oh." He shrugged. "To tell the truth I forgot I was wearing them. They're surprisingly comfortable."

Emma gave him a small smile. "You don't have to do that Will."

"What? Do what?" He asked innocently.

She let out a sigh. "Wear things like that or pretend that you don't mind. You shouldn't have to deal with my insecurities."

"Emma," He started, his voice smooth and understanding, "If it makes you more comfortable I don't mind doing it. I am a guest in your home and I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

She smiled at the simple irony of the situation. Will was probably the only man in the world who would do that for her and yet he was the only one in the world who she didn't mind if he touched everything.

"Will just because you just moved in doesn't make this place any less yours than it is mine."

"But you won't let me pay."

She shook her head. "I will not because I know that's not what you need right now. You need to get back on your feet."

"Em, I'm already up on my feet. Without having to pay for the old apartment or any stupid thing Terri wanted to buy I have more than enough money. Having an extra person in your home is going to cost you more money what with water and heat and electricity and food its not fair of me to make you pay all of that by yourself." He explained.

Emma felt the familiar pang of jealousy when Will mentioned Terri's name but that soon faded when she noticed the pain in his voice when he said it. That alone convinced her not to let Will persuade her to let him pay her.

"No one is making me do anything Will. I decided on my own to take you in because you need a good home right now. I don't want you to worry about bills or how much to pay me or anything like that. You need to get over the first bump in the road and then worry about the next." She told him. "Maybe one day when your life is less hectic I will change my mind but for now..." She shook her head. "I'm not going to let you pay Will."

The pair locked eyes, neither wanting to back down from their stand on the subject. Emma almost lost it as she gazed into his eyes. Every time he even looked at her her brain would turn to mush. He had a spell over her and he didn't even realize it. The only thing keeping her from caving in was the fact that he was in pain. Going through a divorce was never easy.

But luckily Will gave in. He sighed and threw his hands up in surrender. "Alright, alright. You win. I won't pay."

Emma smiled triumphantly. "Thank you Will."

"No Emma, thank you." The look on his face made her heart flutter. She could feel her cheeks burning again and looked down at her plate to hide it. She stabbed at her eggs with her fork and nibbled on it.

She glanced up at him through her eye lashes and saw that he had also begun eating again. He didn't eat messily unlike Ken. She lost her appetite whenever she was eating in the same room as Ken. He would practically shove food into his mouth and some would fall onto his shirt and depending on what he was eating it would go all over his face. But not Will. He ate like a civilized human being, carefully with not too big of bites..most of the time anyway. She smiled as she drifted off into the memory of when he had a little mustard in his cute chin dimple. She remembered the butterflies she got in her stomach when his tongue came out of his mouth to try and lap it up. If it was any other guy, any other person, she would have been disgusted. She remembered taking her gloved hand and reaching over to wipe it off and looking up to meet his gaze. The way he was looking at her, she wondered if he felt the same butterflies in his stomach, the same fluttering of his heart, the same spark that seemed to run through her entire body even with the gloves on. "Thanks." He had whispered, his voice distant, the same as when he had danced with her in the bridal store and confirmed that she could dance in her dress. He had the same look in his eyes then too.

"...earth to Emma!"

She shook her self out of her memories and saw Will waving his hand in front of her face. When she caught him smiling at her her cheeks turned even redder. How many times was that now? one hundred?

"You kind of zoned out there for a minute." He chuckled.

"Oh did I?" She said breathlessly trying to hide her embarrassment. "I guess I was just thinking."

"About?" He asked raising his eyebrows inquisitively.

Her eyes widened slightly and she swallowed. "Oh nothing too important really." She shrugged it off and turned her attention to her plate once again. "This is really good Will thank you for making it."

"Again, its the least I could do." He replied. She smiled at him and he smiled back.

"So I was wondering," Will began and she looked at him curiously, waiting for him to go on, "Since we're now living in the same place do you think it'd be easier for us to carpool to work?"

"Y-you mean go together?" She asked hesitantly and he nodded.

She pursed her lips and shrugged her shoulders lightly. "Gosh Will I don't know if that is such a good idea. I mean people might get the wrong idea if we come together and leave together. They'll think we're living together and we are, I mean I know we are, but we're not living together together you know? And people might think that and people will talk all the time and I don't know if its such a good idea that people know that we're living together, in the same apartment I mean um..."

"Emma." Will broke in calmly and she looked up at him nervously. The small smile on his face relaxed her somewhat.

"It's okay Emma I understand. And I agree with you I don't think its such a good idea for us to be seen together publicly yet. At least not in that way."

She nodded her head quickly and repeatedly. She longed for a relationship with Will, she longed for it with every fiber of her being. She longed to show to the world that Will was hers and she was Will's. But she couldn't...not yet. They hadn't talked much about their relationship or even if there was one or was ever going to be one since that kiss in the hallway. They hadn't even mentioned it all since then.

"But..." She started to grow nervous at the tone to his voice. "...I was wondering...what about here?"

Her eyes widened slightly at his question. "What about here?" She asked and looked back down at her plate. "I'm not too sure what you mean Will. If you mean can we pursue something when we're alone...I don't know Will, I mean...you're uh-" Her voice trailed off as she saw Will out of his seat and approaching her. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest and her breaths started coming in and out more quickly. "You're uh- um, well..." She tried to speak but it came out in only hushed tones and soon Will's face was only inches from hers. "I don't think..." She tried to say but her words were cut off by Will's lips. Her eyes widened for a split second and then she let herself succumb to Will's kiss.

All her doubts and insecurities were gone as soon as Will's soft lips were pressed against hers. Her heart melted and her eyes fluttered closed as she just relished in the kiss. She thought she remembered every detail of the first kiss but kissing him again made her realize her memory didn't do the real thing justice.

The feeling of kissing Will was unlike anything she ever imagined or ever felt before. It sent tingles to every part of her body and filled her body with warmth.

"That..." He whispered as he broke the kiss. She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head upwards to meet his gaze. "That is what I mean."

At his words she was suddenly brought back to reality. She licked her lips, her heart skipping a beat when she found she could still taste him there. She pushed back any desire she had to leap into his arms and kiss him again and pushed her chair backwards. She let out a breath, closing her eyes for a second.

"Will." She stated, trying to be confident but her voice seemed to fail her. "I don't think its such a good idea. You're still married Will, maybe you don't see yourself as married anymore but legally you still are married. You only left your wife a couple of weeks ago. You're still hurting from what Terri did to you and I will always be there for you. I will be there as a friend, I will be there if you need someone to talk to and if you need someone to comfort you. But I can't be the girl you turn to to forget Terri." She shook her head and let out a shuddering breath. "I can't be a rebound and I can't be 'the other woman' and if you're still married and we start something that is exactly what I'll become. And I can't handle that Will." She lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly. "I can't..."

"Emma..." She heard the scraping of a chair as it slid across the floor and then she felt Will's hand over hers. "I don't expect you to be. You're right. I am still technically married to Terri and it would be wrong of me to ask you to be 'the other woman'. I wouldn't let myself let you be the other woman. And I couldn't handle it either, I couldn't cheat on my wife, no matter what. And you're not just the rebound. You mean too much to me to just be a rebound which is why we will wait. We will wait until my divorce is final and until we're both ready. Until we're both sure that I'm not just going to you out of hurt. In time I'll prove to you that you're just not a rebound, you're the person I truly want to be with."

She opened her eyes and looked up towards him. She stared into his eyes and saw the sincerity in them. His words were true and his words were a promise to her. They both wanted the other but they both knew they needed time. The waiting might be unbearable and they're not quite sure how long it will take but she could see in his eyes that he meant what he said and one day they'd be together.

She broke out into a smile and in response a smile spread across his face. No words needed to be spoken between them. As they stared into each other's eyes there was an unspoken mutual understanding.

He squeezed her hand gently and then rose from his seat. "I'm going to get ready for work." He said and she nodded in reply. He gathered both his and her plates from the table and placed them in the sink. Her eyes focused on the dirty dishes as Will walked towards the door. She knew what she was going to do while he was getting ready. She could not leave those dishes in there for long, in fact she was resisting the giant need to run over there and scrub the dishes until they sparkled.

"Oh and Emma," He called to her from the doorway and she turned her attention away from the dishes and to where he was standing in the doorway. He smiled at her, "pink is a really nice color on you." He winked quickly and then disappeared out of the doorway.

She furrowed her brow and stared at the empty doorway, perplexed by his statement. It was only when she got up to wash the dishes did she realize - she was in her skimpy pink nightgown. She was talking to, eating breakfast with and kissing Will Schuester in nothing but a pink nightgown.

For the thousandth and certainly not the last time that day, she blushed.

A/N: Who saw the preview for the return of Glee? Who squealed like a little girl at the two Wemma snippets we got? I personally cannot wait to see what song they sing together...since I heard Emma sing in 'Mash Up' I have wanted to hear her sing again and wanted to hear her sing as a duet with Will and they are going to be singing a duet in his bedroom! WOAH! That's like...I want to know what's going on there!

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