First of all; I haven't been that active in the GLee-fandom for years. I loved the first and second season but then the interest sort of waned - partially because of that the show didn't air on a channel that I could access from university and once I started to fall behind I was never able to catch up properly. Still watched the occasional episode, but not once per week when they originally aired.

Anyway, this is set during the second season. Will and Emma didn't get back together and Emma married the dentist-guy (whose name I have currently completely forgotten) and moved away, leaving Will behind with a (slightly) broken heart. Enter Sofie; a teaching student from Sweden (yes, she's based on me, kind of).

"Wow, sorry 'bout that."

He bent down to help her pick up the folders and books that he had caused her to drop when he bumped into her.

"No, no, it was my fault", she protested and pushed a brown strand of hair behind her ear. "I didn't keep an eye out."

"Kind of hard to keep an eye out with this stack of files in your arms", he said and rose, carrying half of the bunch himself. "Here, I'll help you with that."

"Thanks, but…"

"Hey, I bumped you", he said with a soft smile. "Kind of an annoying way to start your first day here, huh?"

"Well, I've been bumped before", she said with a shrug as they started to walk down the corridor. "When you've got your nose stuck in a book the whole time you cannot avoid hitting things."

"Well, I'm still sorry. You know where your locker is?"

"I doubt that I have one", she said with a smile. "Or do teachers have lockers?"

The surprise almost made him drop the files he was carrying for her.

"You're a teacher?"

"Well, not yet", she answered. "I'm studying to become a teacher and I was offered an internship here at McKinley High."

"Wait, you don't happen to be Sofie, from Sweden?" he asked.

"I am."

"How come you speak with a broad, British accent, then?"

"My cousins are British, and I have a lot of friends in Britain", she answered with yet another shrug. "You start talking like them after a while."

"Right, that's true", he said and smiled, moved the stack to his left arm and held out his right hand to her. "I'm Will Schuester."

"Nice to meet you, Mr Schuester", she said and grabbed his hand. Hers looked so small and delicate in his that he smiled at the mere sight of it.

"Hey, intern!"

They both looked up. Will groaned when he saw Sue Sylvester striding towards them.

"Sue, don't…"

"What, Will?" she said and stopped in front of them. "I was just going to welcome our newest staff-member."

She turned towards Sofie.

"Now, I want you to clean out my office, polish my trophies, then print out at least one thousand copies of the poster that's going up on every wall in this school concerning the Cheerios next big event, and also take my car down to the carwash and make sure they polish every bit of it until I can see my reflection in the metal."

Will was about to bite back when Sofie stepped forward.

"What, you like admire yourself?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. "'Cause I sure as hell will not admire you if you keep up that attitude."

"I beg your pardon?"

"I'm not doing any chores for you, Queen Bee. I'm here to learn how they teach in an American High School, not to wash your car or dust off your chair."

"I can get you suspended with a flick of my hand", Sue hissed and stepped forward.

"Do it, then", Sofie said, smiling. "I've got contacts and mentors all over the world. The moment you suspend me from this school, I'll be flying first class to Rome, New York, Shanghai or Melbourne. Your 'flick of your hand' does not scare me at all."

Sue opened her mouth to respond, then closed it, over and over again, until she glared at Sofie and stomped off. Will stared at the younger girl with his mouth wide open.

"How the hell…"

"I know how to deal with people like her", Sofie said with a smile. Will, still shocked, led her on through the corridor without saying a thing. Mostly because of that he did not know what to say; he had never heard of anyone who had spoken up to Sue Sylvester like that.

"Here, since you're an intern and all, why don't you share my office?" he asked after a while. "It's large enough for both of us."

"Really?" Sofie said and looked surprised. "Why, thank you. That would be great."

He led her on and opened the door to his own office.

"It's a bit… messy, but I'll get it ready in a moment", he said and nodded at a stack of files piled on a smaller desk next to his own. She smiled and he put the stack he held in his arms down on an empty chair, then removed the papers from the desk and put them on his own.

"There", he said and helped her get her things ready. "Wow, you sure brought a lot of stuff with you."

"Paperwork from home", Sofie answered. "Just because of that I'm over here to learn how you guys do it doesn't mean that I get away from my own school."

"Right, well, who are you going to go with today?"

"Don't know, Mr Figgins didn't say", Sofie answered and pulled up one of the files.

"Well, you could go with me, if you like?"

She looked up at him again with yet another smile.

"I would love that. What are you teaching, by the way?"

"Spanish", Will answered and sat down behind his desk as well.

"Out of all the languages I've learned, that's one I've never come around to."

"Really? What languages do you speak then?"

"Swedish, English, German, French, Italian and Chinese."

Will stared at her once again, which made her laugh.

"Yeah, I know – I'm weird", she said and blushed.

"No. No, that was not what I was thinking. I was just… that's amazing!"

Sofie smiled, then bent her head over the papers and started to read. Will tried to focus on his own paperwork, but found that nearly impossible. His eyes constantly wandered away from the text to look at the younger girl in front of him, so concentrated on what she was doing, so focused. He had barely gotten over Emma and now he was fretting over a much younger girl?

Well, maybe not that much younger, but at least six years. That wasn't too much, was it?

He shook his head at himself and focused his eyes on the text instead.

The rest of the day passed as usual, and so did the upcoming two. Except for the fact that Sofie accompanied him to his classes; her eyes followed his every move in the classroom and out in the corridors with the students. Sometimes she wrote a quick note in a small notebook that she carried in one of her pockets.

Will knew that she was doing this because it was what she had to do; after all, she was studying how he was as a teacher and learned from that, but still it sort of turned him on. Sofie seemed to be so in control of everything that she did that all he wanted to do was to go over and make her lose it completely in his arms. He wanted, no; he needed to see her lose control.

"That's it for today, I guess?" Sofie said and rose from the desk. Will looked up, having glued his eyes to his own papers as to not let his mind wander.

"Well, yes, I suppose", he said. "Unless…"

"Unless what?"

She tilted her head at him and his mouth went instantly dry.

"Well, I, er… I'm off to the Glee-club. We're preparing for this year's National's."

"Glee-club?" Sofie said and frowned. "What's that?"

"You don't have that in Sweden?" Will asked, surprised.

"No, I don't think so", Sofie answered and shook her head.

"It's a show-choir", Will explained and rose. "Almost every school has one and there's this big competition stretching over the entire nation."

"And you're competing in it?"

"Yes, I'm trying to reinstall the honor of being part of the Glee-club", Will said and smiled. "I was in it myself when I went here, and back then it was a place for the cool people."

"And now it isn't", Sofie said and nodded. "Well, I'd love to come along. Guess that's something different than classroom-studies."

She smiled and he managed to smile back, before he led her out of the office, heading to the auditorium.

"Alright, guys!" he called as they walked down to the stage. "We've got a guest today."

The students on stage turned and looked at Sofie, then most of them smiled or waved.

"Mr Schue", Rachel said and came forth. "Even though it's so close to National's and we have so little time to practice, concerning what we should really need, may we ask you of a favor?"

"That depends on that favor", Will said and gazed around the group. "What's up?"

"Well, we feel that you've been doing such a great job with our show, that you've not had time for what you love to do", Finn said and stepped forward as well. "So we sort of wanted you to sing the lead on this song."

He handed over a sheet with lyrics. Will's eyes widened.

"Guys, this is…"

"We want you to do it, Mr Schue", Rachel pleaded. "We've all heard you sing, we've all seen you on stage and we know that that's where you really love to be."

"What?"

"We can see it in your eyes", Rachel said and grabbed his arm, pulling him up the stairs. "Come on, Mr Schue, you know you want to do this."

Will was about to answer when he happened to glance at Sofie. She'd sat down on one of the chairs, looking up at the stage with a soft smile. His mouth went dry once again. He needed her to lose it for him and this might be the way to do it.

"Alright", he said and turned towards Rachel. Then he handed the lyrics back to Finn, who sat down by the drums.

"Alright", Will repeated. "Let's do this."

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