Author's Note: Please notice that Chapter 6 (The Last Day on Earth) is up. It replaced the Author's Note.

This is the final chapter. I didn't like how the story was going. I have decided to end this story and only do one-shots. I think they are probably more my style. Thank you to all those who reviewed and gave feedback. Look for my future Glee stories!

Romeo take me… somewhere we can be alone…

(One Week After)

"Emma?" Will gently touched her shoulder to wake her. "Emma?" She opened her eyes slowly, adjusting to the light.

"What time is it?" Emma rubbed her eyes.

"7am" Will said, sitting on the edge of the bed. They had kept Emma so long because of complications with excessive bleeding. She was going to be discharged today. Will had spent every night in the fold out bed/chair in the hospital room with her. He couldn't bear to go back to his empty apartment. He had to make sure she alright.

Emma sat up, looking around the room. Flowers covered every surface, a stack of cards rested on the night-table, and there was Will, right next to her. Emma had never felt so afraid and so safe at the same time.

"Will, I've… been meaning to ask you. I just… didn't know how. Do they, um, know who did this? How… many?" Emma looked uncomfortably at her hands. Will ran his hand through his hair, not knowing exactly how to convey the information he had.

"Emma, are you sure? I don't want you to worry right now." Will put his arm around her and she laid her head on his shoulder.

"Yes, yes, I'm sure." Will smoothed her hair and kissed her forehead.

"Well, the gunmen did a lot of damage. They, um, injured about 45 people. 36 people were killed. There were 5 gunmen. They killed themselves as SWAT approached them. So, in total, 41 people died… that day." Will kissed her forehead again, trying to comfort her as best he could.

Emma didn't know what to say. So many lives taken in just those few minutes.

"Will, who was it?" Emma looked into his eyes, searching for answers.

"It was a few members of the football team. They didn't leave notes explaining their actions. But the police have uncovered some evidence that suggests that they were angry about getting kicked off the team. Mostly for… bad grades and unruly behavior. That's why they think they sought out… Ken. He was shot multiple times…." Will tightened his grip on Emma, trying to hold her together.

I'll be waiting… all that's left to do… is run…

(Four Weeks Later)

Will had been staying on Emma's couch for the past few weeks. It was hard on both of them to be alone right now, or ever. This morning, it was the last week before winter break. The students had come together and supported each other through this difficult time. It was beautiful to watch.

Will turned over the box in his hand, rehearsing the speech in his mind. He heard Emma starting down the stairs, flats already on, smoothing the front of her skirt. He put the small box in his pocket and went to the stairs to help her; she was still a bit shaky on her injured leg. About halfway down the stairs, he swept her up into his arms and then placed her on the couch.

"Thanks, Will." Emma smiled up at him and patted the seat next to her. "We still have a bit of time before school starts." She pulled him towards her, placing a gentle kiss on his lips. As they broke apart, he pulled out the box and got down on one knee.

"Emma, recent… events have made me realize just how special life is… and how you need to make the most of it. You are my best friend, you know me better than anyone. You are the most special, amazing, gorgeous person I know. You are so caring, loving, and sincere. I want you to be there for the rest of my life. I want to wake up next to you, I want to have a family with you, I want to be there for you. I love you more than life itself, Emma." Will took a breath. "Will you marry me?" Will opened the box, revealing a stunning white gold ring with a diamond surrounded by smaller ones on each side.

Emma felt the tears coming. This was the moment she had been waiting for her whole life. This man on his knee in front on her was the man of her dreams. She could not ask for more. As the tears slid down her cheeks she nodded. "Yes, Will. Of course I will. I love you." Will kissed her and slid the ring on her finger.

"Do you know why I asked you today?" Will sat down next to her, pulling her to his side.

"I think I know, but you can tell the story." Emma smiled at him, lacing her fingers through his.

"Well, it was cold winter day. And the new guidance counselor was to start that day. I caught a glimpse of a beautiful woman with red-hair walking into her new office. I thought it was only polite to introduce myself…" Will finished the story of their first meeting. It was only appropriate to propose on the anniversary of the first time they met. He had loved her since then… he just didn't realize it yet.

You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess… it's a love story… baby just say… yes.