A/N: I want to make a quick note... I know I have a lot of stories going on right now, but I made an update in my profile about all of them. Please read that for details, but there's a lot of upcoming stuff!

Anyway, I honestly don't know what got into me with this one. The idea came to me and I had to run with it. I love Emma and Terri. Well, I hate Terri, but I love how interesting she is. So I really wanted to explore each of their characters and as soon as I started writing, I couldn't believe the relationship I found for them. For the most part, the point of view will casually shift between the two of them. There might be some Will POV later on, as he will be in the story.

I'm in for the long-haul on this one, so this is only the beginning! I really hope to get some readers, even though I'm sure this isn't a popular pairing. I want to write lots more Wemma, but I think a huge purpose of FanFiction is to try things that the show doesn't. So I hope you guys will enjoy this!

It was the third day in a row that Emma had not made it home from work, before having to pull over and cry. Sobbing, to Emma, was messy and she couldn't handle trying to drive, while dealing with that.

Tears had been welling up in her eyes since the moment she left the school building and had been streaming down her face as soon as she got in her car. Once she felt her shoulders starting to shake, she pulled into the closest parking lot she could find. It was a very small shopping plaza, containing a dairy mart, a pharmacy, a nail salon, and lastly, a store called, Sheets 'n' Things.

Sloppily, she parked somewhere between the nail salon and Sheets 'n' Things. Turning off her car, she lost herself in violent sobs, only needing silence for this daily routine.

Terri nearly stormed out of the building, while ripping off her work apron. It had been a much longer day at work than she preferred and now she was on her way to continue terminating a marriage that she had never wanted to end in the first place.

She let a large sigh escape her lips as she walked the few feet to her car. Fortunately, as an employee, she was given a reserved spot in the front row. Usually, the parking lot was empty, anyway. Currently, however, an SUV was parked so poorly that it prevented her from getting into her own car. Terri was about to curse, when she looked over and recognized a rather familiar head of hair sitting in the parked automobile. Rolling her eyes, she walked up to the window and tapped on it, three times, with her knuckles.

Startled, Emma jumped a little in her seat, releasing her face from her hands. Once she looked over and realized who was staring through her tinted windows, Emma allowed her tear-stained face to form a scowl. She hesitated, unsure what to do, but Terri impatiently motioned for her to roll down the window. Emma obliged, figuring she might as well hear whatever Terri had to say now, while she was already down.

"If you're looking to gloat, you might as well save your breath," she said, as confidently as she could. Truthfully, Terri intimidated the living daylights out of her.

"Actually, your uncharacteristically sloppy parking job is blocking me from getting in my car," Terri responded, flatly, pointing a thumb behind her.

"Oh-oh, I'm sorry," Emma said, embarrassed. She frantically reached to put her car into reverse.

"Wait," Terri said, sharply, calling Emma's attention back. "This is about Will, isn't it?"

Emma expected a smug grin, a glint of the eyes, or a, "I told you so," from Terri. But the expression on the blonde girl was far too similar to her own, save the tears and smudged make-up.

"Yes," Emma said, taking a deep breath, "Well, we've had several falling outs. It wasn't just the one. You know, about the yearbook." She knew Terri blamed her for her failed marriage and the last thing Emma wanted to do was give the woman the satisfaction of having returned the favor.

"Well, yeah. I figured he had to have done something."

Emma wasn't sure how to respond, so she simply opted not to.

"What I mean is, I know the feeling," Terri continued. "He broke my heart, too."

"I'm sorry. I really am." Emma knew a lot of it had been Terri's fault, but she wouldn't wish this kind of pain on anyone.

Terri glanced at her watch for a quick second. "That's nice of you… Listen, quite frankly, you're a wreck and I know I didn't like being alone when I felt like that. Let's go get some food, or something. Will and I are supposed to have appointment with the attorney, but I'll just cancel. He'll probably get pissed, but what else is new?"

Emma knew Terri probably wanted to get out of that appointment and she knew that the right thing to do would be to decline and tell her that she needed to go, but Emma was tired of defending Will. Then again, chatting over snacks with Terri Schuester wasn't appealing to her, either, especially given her current state.

"I'm a mess…" she said, looking into the mirror.

Taking both her thumbs, Terri wiped the smeared eyeliner and mascara off of her face. Emma should have felt sick or panic-stricken at the touch of someone like Terri, but the unlikely act of kindness seemed to overshadow it.

"There," Terri said. "Now, get your car out of my way and then follow me."

Terri flipped open her cell phone and walked away before Emma had a chance to argue.

Emma had a difficult time keeping up with Terri, who seemed to enjoy speeding. Still, she managed to pull into a very small parking lot, only a few moments later. She took extra care in her parking, trying to make it as perfect as possible.

Carefully stepping out of her car, still in her work clothes, Emma caught a glance from Terri and met her at the door of the diner. It wasn't one that Emma recognized. Then again, she didn't go out to eat very often. While it did not seem entirely clean, it had somewhat of a charm to it.

They quickly stepped inside, without saying a word. The hostess asked them how many she would be seating and their smoking preference, to which Terri responded with two and non, much to Emma's relief.

The hostess took off towards a booth near the back window and Terri placed her hand on the small of Emma's back, urging her forward. Emma felt herself immediately tense up, but took a deep breath and counted to ten. She had started counseling for the sake of her relationship with Will, but now, Emma wanted to take control for herself.

Once they approached the booth, Emma froze. As quaint as they might have been, the bright blue vinyl booths appeared as if they had been made in the 1950s and as if they had not been cleaned since then. Emma pulled out a Clorox wipe and began scrubbing her seat, earning an odd look from the hostess, who set down their menus and walked away.

"You really are a freak…" Terri said.

It was typical Terri, but it did not seem as harsh and judgmental as usual. Emma tucked away the cloth much quicker than she usually would and sat across from her once enemy.

Before they had a chance to begin any sort of small talk, their hostess returned to ask them if she could start them off with anything to drink, before their waiter arrived.

"I'll have a coffee," Terri said. "With extra cream."

"Water, please," Emma said, before quickly, and almost frantically, adding, "Oh, and a straw, please!"

The lady walked away, shaking her head a little.

"They usually provide you with a straw, you know," Terri said, giving Emma bit of a look.

"I know, but I just like to make sure. I usually bring my own, but I wasn't planning going out to eat today. You just never know who's been using these glasses…" Emma paused, only to start back up again. "Oh gosh, that really does sound like freak behavior…" She knew she wasn't supposed to put herself down, but she also wasn't supposed to be so obsessive compulsive.

Terri shrugged. "Eh, it's cool. Everybody's got their crazy."

Emma had only recently begun to realize how much she did actually relate to Terri. Behind the shrug and flat voice, Emma could see in the woman's eyes that she, too, had been judged for her behavior. Sure, Terri wasn't always rational, but neither was she, so who was Emma to try and put her in her place?

A young waiter arrived with their drinks and ready to take their orders. Terri recognized him from the last time she had eaten here with Will.

"Hey, uh, weren't you pregnant a few months ago…?" the boy asked, pointing his pen at Terri.

"Yeah, well, shit happens," she responded, earning a wide-eyed expression from both the waiter and Emma.

Without her 'eating for two' excuse, Terri could not order nearly as much food as she had the last time. Instead, she asked for one piece of apple pie a la mode. Emma ordered the same, but requested strawberry ice cream, instead of vanilla, which Terri found interesting and made note of.

Knowing that their dishes wouldn't take long to prepare or eat, Terri figured she might as well cut to the chase.

"So, Emma… If you don't mind my asking, what exactly happened between you and Will?"

Emma feigned a cough, being slightly taken aback. She figured Terri had taken her out to get her mind off of things, not drill her for information on her ex-husband. Still, Terri did seem different today and Emma did not like to question people's motives.

"Well, um, Will and I were sort of dating, I guess. At least, we seemed to be headed in that direction. But it was difficult with Will, well… you know." Emma paused to catch her breath. "Anyway, um, I found out, through Sue Slyvester, actually, that Will had been, um, seeing other women, behind my back, I guess you could say. And he confirmed it. So, I had to break it off, completely, for now, at least." Emma breathed again, feeling somewhat relieved and somewhat anxious.

"It's like I've always said: Will's relationships only work when he doesn't feel good about himself."

"Well, he did sincerely apologize. Will is a good man, Terri," Emma said, less than confidently.

Before Terri had a chance to respond, their waiter interrupted them, bringing their respective apple pie. Both girls were quick to focus on eating, but Terri still pressed on.

"Think about it. Will was newly single and even though it's obvious that he's had feelings for you from the start, he jumped at any woman that looked his way. That may have boosted his confidence, but look how it made you feel."

Emma looked up to meet Terri's eyes, but remained silent.

"Look, I loved Will very much. I know that he's a good person." Terri sighed and looked down, swirling a piece of pie into her ice cream. "Perhaps too good…"

"Like-like maybe you loved him too much?" Emma said, meekly.

They both refused to look up, but continued talking, anyway.

"I know you think what I did to Will was just cruel. It was a horrible thing to do and I am so ashamed. It's basically all I've been focusing on in counseling. But I was desperate. I loved Will so much it was irrational. I lost control of myself. Suddenly everything I did was for him."

Emma was surprised to hear that Terri was in counseling. Apparently Will had driven the both of them to it. She knew exactly how Terri was feeling and Emma never before felt so much regret for the way she had acted towards Will Schuester's wife.

"I, um, I told him that…" Emma said, quietly, but finally looking up.

"What?" Terri asked, snapping her head up a moment later. "A-about me? What do you mean?"

"I told him that, although what you did was, well, wrong… I-I told him that he was a lot to lose. And that I could understand what made you do it." Emma took a deep breath and anticipated Terri's reaction.

"Really? You did that, even though it could have potentially made him reconsider leaving me?"

"I had to. I mean, I knew exactly how you must have been feeling. Will made me lose complete control of myself. And I learned in um, my counseling, that I had to start regaining that control, for myself." Emma spoke with her usual gestures, suddenly feeling like she was having a conversation with an old friend, not her ex-boyfriend's soon-to-be ex-wife.

Terri watched Emma take the smallest bites from the remainder of her ice cream. She was momentarily speechless, after what Emma had just confessed to her.

"Wow," Terri said, stabbing at another piece of pie. "I was awful to you. I never would have helped you out like that."

"It's okay. I wasn't entirely selfless."

"I guess maybe Will is both of our crazy," Terri said, chuckling a little.

Emma giggled, too. It was the first time she had felt like doing anything besides cry at the thought of her failed relationship with Will.

Ending that conversation on a good note, they made small talk, while Terri finished her coffee. Their sweet laughter filled the quiet diner. Once their plates had been cleared and their lungs were tired, they both grabbed their receipts and made their way to the register.

"It's on me," Terri said, grabbing Emma's receipt out of her hand.

"You don't—" Emma started.

"I told you I was taking you out," Terri said, and paid both bills.

They stood at the doorway of the diner, while Terri rearranged her purse. Emma held herself and took a few shallow breaths, feeling her eyes sting, now that she was no longer as distracted.

Terri took her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze and Emma smiled at yet another uncharacteristic action from the woman. To her surprise, Terri did not release her hand, but instead, kept their fingers intertwined, and led them both outside.

Once they were standing, side by side, at the front of the parking lot, Emma looked over at the blond next to her. Terri was the same height as her and their bodies were very similar. She figured they probably wore the same size.

"Well, that was nice!" Terri said, finally, freeing her hand from Emma's and smacking it on her thigh.

"It was. Thank you so much, Terri," Emma replied, her face a bit flush.

"Maybe we can do this again sometime, or something." Terri shrugged.

Emma nodded and bid farewell to Terri, who was making her way over to her car.

"Thanks for not blocking me this time!" Terri called out the window.

It wasn't until Terri had driven off, that Emma finally started walking towards her car.