A/N: We bring you the final chapter of Giving In! It's quite a treat. Thanks for all the reviews, lovelies! :)
Sunlight filtered through the crème curtains of the hotel room and Will slowly stirred as he felt the light reach his eyes.
He rubbed his eyes and then looked down at the lovely girl wrapped closely around him. Emma's soft red hair was sprawled across his chest and one hand was lying on his chest with the other by his side. He looked down to see her still sleeping naked in his arms and a big smile spread across his face.
They had finally taken the next step. And Emma Pillsbury was his.
He stayed there for a few moments just rubbing his hand along the smooth skin of her back and closed his eyes taking in everything that had happened the night before. After about ten minutes of watching her sleep, Will finally saw Emma's eyes flutter open.
"Hi …" he leaned down to kiss the top of her head and she leaned up to meet his eyes shyly.
"…hey." Emma couldn't contain the grin that spread across her face and she ducked her head down again into his chest.
She was still trying to comprehend what exactly had happened between the two of them the night before.
Will sensed her nervousness and rubbed her back soothingly as he started to sing in a quiet, low voice.
"Unforgettable in every way
And forever more, that's how you'll stay
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too"
Emma lifted her head up again as the singing stopped and leaned forward just an inch or so from his lips. She hesitated looking up to see his eyes, but only for a moment before closing the gap and kissing him softly.
Will let his hands glide along her back and up into her hair as he deepened the kiss.
Pulling away briefly, Emma whispered to him.
"I'm so in love with you…"
As if she was finally setting free a small piece of her heart she'd pushed down and suppressed for three years, Emma felt truly beautiful in his eyes.
"And I'm so in love with you. Em, last night was—"
"—amazing."
"I was gonna say phenomenal, but…amazing works too."
Emma looked down again and flipped over to lean her back into his chest as their hands were intertwined and Will traced small circles across her exposed hip.
"Will…I know it's—it's silly but, I'd never had…um…well, I've never come before during sex... until last night."
Will stopped tracing circles on her skin and Emma shifted nervously in his arms. She hadn't intended on sharing that kind of information but it just sort of slipped out.
"Em, I…I'm glad y—you were able to feel comfortable enough around me to let that happen." He was unsure of what else to really say.
She turned to face him and blushed,
"Of course I feel comfortable with you…honestly, I don't think you understand how much I've wanted... that with, you."
He couldn't contain the grin that spread across his face and kissed her on the forehead before pulling back,
"Can…can I ask you something? How long exactly have you…you know, had feelings like that for me?"
She sighed at the question, hoping the answer wouldn't upset him.
"Will, I fell for you the first time I saw you. Gosh, I—I don't let people into my life very easily, people don't normally.. get me. They kind of write me off so it's just easier to settle but…I wanted you so much, I felt a connection I guess you could say. But—you know, you were married and it just got complicated because I knew I didn't want to be the cause of any divorce."
Will laid intently listening to her as Emma still lay on his chest facing away from him.
"The…the first time I had sex was actually the last time I'd had sex before…last night. I was 22 and it was my senior year in college. I had been dating this guy for about 2 months and, and he wasn't even really special, we just…it just happened. I wasn't ready and I didn't think he was going to wait around much longer…I'm—I'm so embarrassed. I was just thinking about how badly I wanted to take a shower the whole time…"
Will's heart broke hearing about the first experience she'd ever had. He moved so she was cradled into his arms with his back leaning against the frame of the bed. Looking down into her watery eyes, he kissed her over and over.
"You didn't deserve that Emma…you deserve the best, the very best. I'm sorry you've had to experience something like that. Sex should be about two people who are in love and ready for that next step…I'm.. so sorry."
Emma closed her eyes feeling his whispered words of comfort and love and let a tear fall down her cheek.
"It's—it's ok Will. Because it got me to where I am today and…you know, right now is better than anything I could've imagined."
He didn't say a word, just pulled her in for a soft, tender kiss and tried to show her all of his feelings. Emma's hands moved to cup the sides of his face and kissed him back with everything she felt inside of her.
Will pulled back reluctantly and smiled before checking the clock.
"It's already 10 and I said we were leaving at 11. The kids are gonna start wondering why we got around so slowly in a little while. As much as I just want to stay here with you in this bed all day, we gotta get up."
Emma sighed and agreed it was time to start moving around. She moved out of his arms and slid out of the bed taking the sheet with her and covering herself.
"You know, you don't have to wear that around me…I mean, I saw a lot more of you last night."
She laughed and jokingly tossed a pillow at his head.
"Keep that attitude up and you won't see much the next time."
Will caught the words "next time" and it made his heart swell with happiness. He already wanted a next time, now.
"You know…we could probably make that next time…um, soon..if—if you want to."
Emma wanted to be with him now and her body was already jittery from the thought of his hands everywhere on her body and his talented tongue languidly moving across her sensitive areas—but she couldn't.
"I…I don't think it's a good idea to—to chance it with the kids up and around who could possibly, you know, um hear us…"
"We could be quiet…"
Will hopped off of the bed and pulled her into his arms as Emma dropped the sheet to reach her hands up into his hair and kissed him with a newfound passion.
She pulled back though and pushed him from her body.
"W—Will, I want this…believe me, I do. But we…we have time for that later. I don't want the kids getting any glimpse of…of us making love, it—it's private."
He smiled at her reasoning of keeping sex with him so sacredly beautiful and private. Just when he didn't think he could fall any harder for her, he did. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, he kissed her on the cheek and moved towards the bathroom.
"I'll hurry so you can have time to get ready!" he called over his back before closing the door to take a shower.
Emma put her hand to her cheek still feeling the sensations of his soft, wet lips on her skin and her heart fluttered.
She couldn't wipe the joy off her face as she delicately placed her belongings into her bag and decided she could muster enough courage to wear the same pencil skirt she'd worn yesterday unless she wanted to wear Will's shirt again.
Picking up the shirt, her mind drifted back to the night and all the promises of love and happiness he had given her in between kisses. Emma put it into her bag and decided she would wash it at home tonight.
Contemplating what exactly would happen when her and Will arrived in Lima again, Emma shook the nervous thoughts out of her brain. She wanted this to work with him so badly.
She no longer had to go home crying herself to sleep or watching "It's A Wonderful Life" just to put a smile on her face, and no more sanitizing and thumbing through magazines in the aisles of Barnes and Noble to figure out how to make herself sexy in front of Will. She realized last night that he found perfect satisfaction just seeing her for who she was.
And that's when Emma's head started spinning.
She bent down and unzipped her pencil skirt before kicking it off and headed towards the bathroom door. It was unlocked and Emma quietly stepped in. She glanced over at the counter and Will's iphone was playing a soft, slow song called "Breathe Me" by Sia…one of her favorites.
The steam had already built up around her and she tip-toed through Will's belongings to pull back the shower curtain.
He was faced away from the shower head and jumped when he felt Emma's hands glide up his abs as her naked body clung to his from behind.
"Em—Emma, what're you doing?"
He turned to find Emma smiling mischievously and shook her head a little.
"I don't know but I couldn't stand being out there with you in here naked and getting all clean…without me."
His eyebrows shot up and his mouth dropped at her comments. Will was dumbfounded. She was perfect, standing in front of him with her arms loosely held at her sides with water dripping off her body and her big eyes yearning for him. She bit down on her lip waiting for some sort of response.
"Emma, you… are honestly the most beautiful and intriguing person I have ever met."
He didn't wait for her reply as he dropped the bar of soap he was holding and pulled her hips to his kissing her with desire and passion. Emma scratched at his back and Will groaned into her kiss pushing her against the wall and working his tongue over her neck and down her collarbone.
"Will, please. I need you again…now. I—I've waited too long …too long.."
And he didn't speak a word, just nodded his head and picked her up, cupping her ass in his hands tightly and pushed her against the wall harder this time and Emma's legs clung to his waist immediately.
"Oh…Oh please, Will. Touch me…touch me everywhere."
He nodded again, not being able to really form any sentences as Emma begged for his touch. She was more vocal this time than last night and it only made Will desire her more. Emma grinded her hips against him pressing into his stomach in her impatience and he yelled out her name.
She kissed his jaw line, loving how her name fell off his tongue so naturally and yet so hoarse and deep.
"I love you Will…I love you…"
He didn't wait any longer and moved to slide into her hard and rough.
Emma called out his name and bit down on her lip again to keep from yelling more incoherent thoughts as he pushed in and out harder each time.
Her breathing grew heavy and labored as Will reached out to pump some body wash into his hands and worked his hands over her breasts.
"All…clean, my darling…" He moved his hands down in between them grabbing her ass again and she tossed her head back into the wall with a bang.
Emma closed her eyes and muttered "shit" and Will pulled back.
"I—I've never heard you curse before. It's…kinda turning me on even more."
She just shot him a bashful smile and her lips quivered as he pushed into her faster now, increasing his pace and watching her every move as she gripped the back of his neck. This time around, he knew every spot that made her jerk and jump and Emma was surprised he learned so quickly.
Her legs tightened around his waist as he moved deeper and Emma was reaching the edge fast.
"Will…you're amazing. God, you're so perrr—fect."
She choked out the last part as they both came and Will continued kissing into her wet hair and down her neck.
"I love you Emma, you've made me the happiest man."
He slowly eased out of her and set her down to stand as she wrapped her arms around him and they stood there in the water as it continued cascading down and off their bodies.
After a few minutes and the last of Will's ipod playlist ended, Emma moved back giving him a final soft kiss.
"C'mon, let's get ready so we can head home."
And he agreed, and already looked forward to the idea of going 'home' with Emma.
They dried off and tried not to distract one another with kisses as they packed up their belongings.
As Emma was brushing her teeth in the bathroom with a brand new toothbrush she'd bought on the way up the night before, there was a banging on the door.
She glanced over the room quickly making sure it didn't look like her and Will had been having sex in there as she adjusted the sheets on the bed and Will moved to answer the door.
"Mr. Schue, umm…Rachel sent me here because she said we need to leave in like 8 minutes or we won't reach a certain destination at the right time. Is..is deination even a word?"
Will let out a small laugh before reassuring Brittany that is was a word and told her they would be out and ready in two minutes.
Brittany nodded and he shut the door, turning to tell Emma they had to leave.
"You know, we could…we could stay at my place tonight, um, if you want…I—I know it's probably too soon but—"
Will hushed Emma with his finger and brushed his lips lightly along hers.
"That sounds amazing, Em."
She grinned and they picked up their belongings heading for the door.
Will opened the door and let Emma out before closing it behind them.
"Oh—before we reach the kids, um, …I-I love you, Will."
He smiled with that lopsided grin in amazement at how much they wanted to say it to one another and repeated it back to her and pulled her in for a kiss grabbing her to him. Emma curled her arm around his neck to deepen the tender kiss and lightly bit down on his lip.
Just then, hollering and clapping filled the hallway as they pulled apart quickly to see every Glee kid watching them with delight.
Emma blushed a deep crimson and Will moved back grabbing his neck and avoiding all eyes.
"It's about time mom and dad got together," Artie piped up.
They looked at one another and realized the glee kids would figure out eventually.
"Yeah, we saw that coming a mile away Mr. Schue. You and Ms. P are pretty much Brangelina."
Will and Emma cringed at Santana's choice of reference, but felt relieved they didn't have to hide it from them at all. Will grabbed Emma's hand and looked around to everyone gleaming at them.
"S'you…you guys knew all along huh?"
"Dude, it's so obvious. You're not that sly, Mr. Schue. Why else would I hit your pocket with the special gift? For kicks and giggles?"
The guys all laughed at Puck's remark and the girls looked around in confusion while Will and Emma dropped hands shifting awkwardly now. They were glad the kids knew about their relationship, but not everything about their relationship.
Will, in fact, did have Puck to thank for that gift. He glanced at Puck with a smug smile and they both knew now he'd used it.
"Alright, let's uh, head downstairs and get checked out ok? C'mon let's go,"
Will urgently pushed them towards the elevator hoping to make Emma feel more comfortable. She looked over, silently thanking him as they waited for the kids to all filter in and told them they'd take the next one down.
Everyone cooed and winked as the doors slowly shut.
"—they definitely did it. More than once."
"How do you know, Mohawk boy?" Mercedes retaliated.
"The question is how do you idiots not know? Ms. P had the morning after glow and Mr. Schue was definitely feeling the heat when I mentioned the condom. He tapped that ginger."
"I agree with Puck, it's obvious they have quite a special bond. We've all seen it from the beginning and I have a gift for seeing true love." Rachel stated with her arms crossed defiantly.
Everyone rolled their eyes but agreed, they remember the moment it became clear and the moment it got complicated as well.
Matt and Mike were in the glee room rehearsing a new hip-hop number when Emma rushed in with a Tupperware container. The rest of the kids huddled in from the room that joined the glee room at they all stared at her, stopping their number.
"What's up, Ms. P?"
Emma looked around the room quickly, and her brow knitted in confusion.
"Uhm, w—where's um Mr. Schuester?"
"Oh, you just missed him. He rushed out pretty quick about 5 minutes ago…"
Emma's face fell and they looked at one another concerned. Emma had texted Will earlier that day telling him she had a special treat to cheer him up. She had been doing little things like that for him since the divorce papers were finalized a few weeks ago. Terri drained all the happiness out of him and Emma was more than willing to replace it with care and love until they were ready to take the next step.
"Did you need something, we could uh, pass it along tomorrow?"
"No, no, you know it's fine. I—I guess he must have forgot."
She shuffled towards the door and the kids all hushed and whispered theories about why she was holding a large tray of chocolate chip cookies in a Tupperware container that happened to be boxed inside another Tupperware container.
Matt and Mike were coaxed into checking out the situation as they followed quietly behind Emma who was headed back to her office.
She reached the doors and let out a laugh as she saw Will sitting across from her desk with his hands in his lap obviously waiting for her return.
"I…I thought you'd forgotten about my text…"
"Of course I didn't forget, Em. What's that you got there?"
"Oh um, gosh well I just…wanted to do something special for you. Ah, here.."
Will smiled as Emma's nervous hands opened the first box to reveal a smaller box that held over two dozen cookies inside.
"Wow, thank you. You know, it's…it's nice to have some home-cooked foods in the apartment since I've been living on macaroni and cheese for a few weeks now."
Emma just nodded and watched him take two at a time in his mouth.
"…good?"
"Perfect, thank you again. These are amazing, you know, maybe we could cook together sometime?"
"I…I'd like that a lot, Will."
Will grinned and loved the way she said his name with her southern accent, sometimes it almost slipped out like "wheel" and he loved the way her mouth curved up into a smile when she said it too.
Matt and Mike watched the two intently trying to make out what they were saying when they watched Mr. Schue reach out and pull Ms. P into a tight hug. He pulled back after a minute and looked into her eyes and the boys thought they were going to kiss—but then Ms. P fidgeted and moved backwards bumping into the chair and the moment was gone.
"I can certainly recall the moment we all thought they were done for though, that was pretty hard on me and my two gay dads who I shared the story with. Those two were nearly heartbroken and depressed…"
"M—Ms. Pillsbury, is…is that you?"
Rachel pushed open the stall door just as Ms. Pillsbury had done on her the day she thought Rachel was throwing up on purpose. Ms. Pillsbury was sitting on the toilet fully clothed and sobbing into her own little arms.
"R-r-rachel, I'm so sorry…um, can, can you please just let me be for right now, please?"
She looked down at the crying woman and realized this must have been some tragedy because she'd never seen tears fall down Ms. Pillsbury's face, or even so much as a negative comment about anything.
"I—I'm sorry, I'll leave you alone. I hope things work out."
And she shut the door.
"—Um sorry Barb, I recall being the one to catch Ms. P's little heartbreak moment and telling you guys about it."
"Yeah, you just caught the aftermath... Santana saw it."
Santana had in fact witnessed the first instance of Emma flinching at Will and the moment that they started to drift post-Sectionals as a result of waiting for Terri and Will's divorce to finalize. He was stressed out for awhile and they all noticed Emma's rather depressing behavior as well.
Santana had just walked out of her lab as she finished up a quiz that she'd blown off the other day to skip class when she saw Emma and Will's voices echoing off the walls in the teacher's lounge.
Her eyes squinted together as she focused, trying to hear what they were saying on the other side of the wall.
"—Emma, it's NOT that big of a deal. I just…I don't want anything to do with Terri anymore ok, it has nothing to do with you."
"Right, right…so you just telling her you don't want any of those old baby clothes you'd bought, or-or the little mic you bought because you'd moved on has nothing to with me? Will, I—I told you I didn't want to be a part of…a part of the divorce at all. I wanted you to figure things out for yourself. You need to take a step back and—"
"Stop telling me what I can and can't do! I—I can't take this, this thing where you treat me like a student and tell me how life is. I know how it is Emma, ok? I've lived and seen things and I know that just because I don't want any of the old baby clothes for a child that was never real doesn't mean I moved on because of YOU! You have nothing to do with that part of my life!"
Will's voice was raised and Santana hadn't heard it shake like that since he yelled at Sue when she had tried to split up the glee kids. She scooted closer trying to get a peak around the wall but stopped suddenly when she heard Emma letting out a whimper.
"I—I'm so sorry Emma, I didn't mean that…I didn't mean any of that, I'm just so angry and Terri—she just gets to me. I'm sorry, please—"
Santana finally moved around to see the two standing a good foot away from one another and Emma's eyes were filled with tears as Will held outstretched arms.
He moved closer and Emma jumped back.
"No—don't—don't touch me. I…I can't keep doing this. I, I don't know what you want me to do. I…I'm not going to be that girl, Will. I can't handle all of…this."
Will retreated his hands immediately and Emma quickly brushed past him as Santana hid behind the doorway.
After that day, the kids all noticed a change in both of them and as much as they tried to figure out more—it seemed Mr. Schue and Ms. P had tried things away from one another and they didn't catch anymore moments since.
The bus arrived finally as everyone moved their bags underneath and high-fived each other noticing they got to ride a charter bus back to the school.
"Nice work, Mr. Schue. Now we can watch The Hangover on the way back."
"Hangover? Honestly, the people I have to deal with on a daily basis just amazes me. My own inner strength shocks me more than my fashion sense sometimes."
Kurt stated as he flipped his hair back and moved to get on the new, clean bus.
All of the kids seemed more united and sat closer together as the sunshine filtered into the bus.
The sun was out and the day was new…and Will and Emma sat one seat in front of Rachel and Finn who were at the front of the kids group and Will pulled Emma close into his arms.
Emma looked down and snuggled into his embrace as he whispered, "it's all going to be ok. The day is beautiful, and it's ours to enjoy together."
Her mouth gaped open as he kissed the top of her head and looked out the window.
Emma was instantly brought back to the time she'd got 3rd place in the elementary school beauty pageant and was terribly disappointed.
"Sugar, it's nothing to be disappointed about. You know how many girls entered just to try to compete? You made it, darlin' and you did wonderful. I've never heard the Claire De Lune played so beautifully."
Seven years old and a heart full of disappointment couldn't be revived by just words.
Emma's bouncing red curls pulled back into a yarn ribbon flipped as she looked out the window avoiding her dad's eyes.
"Daddy…I just, I really wanted this. I guess, I just thought I was pretty enough."
He moved to grab Emma's hand and she held it but still looked away.
"Now you listen to me. You are the prettiest little girl and I'm not just sayin' that kinda stuff cause I'm your dad. I know it, nobody's got eyes or a heart like yours. I told your mom years ago when you were just learning to walk that you'd be a beauty someday. And I was right. Emmy, don't let this get you down."
She finally turned to face her dad and smiled,
"Ok, thanks daddy…but—do you think, maybe we could get ice cream today? I mean I did…I did get the trophy for being "miss friendly" you know."
Emma's dad reached across his Ford pickup truck and kissed his little angel on the head."
"Of course we can Emmy, it's all gonna work out. This day is beautiful and it's ours to enjoy."
"Will, thank you…thank you so much."
Will looked down at Emma who's tears were brimming at her eyes as she smiled a big toothy grin at him.
"Em, a—are you alright?"
"I'm just perfect, absolutely perfect. It's all going to be alright now that I've got you by my side."
He hugged her close to him and Emma rested her head on his shoulder as she drifted into a peaceful sleep feeling a brand new hope.
A/N: Well that's it for Giving In... Sad, but we hope you liked the ending! Please review so we can reach 100!! and more hopefully! ;) Andddd we've got another fic baby lined up that we think you will surely enjoy.