A/N: Hi everyone! I have had this idea for some time and well, I have finally decided to write it out. I've been in a bit of a writer's block with my other stories so I thought I would try something new. This is set during season four starting with Glease. Everything before has happened but things after are going to be a little different. Please read and review to let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. That belongs to Ryan Murphy and Fox.

Will Schuester sat on the train and was looking out the window when his phone rang. He immediately pulled it out of his pocket and took a deep breath before answering.

"Hi, Em. I know, I'm sorry I can't make it home this weekend. I know we wanted to be together because it has been awhile," Will replied into his cell phone but was cut off by her on the other line.

"I know, I know we said that we would alternate and that I would be home this weekend, but something came up at the panel," Will tried to explain, thinking on his feet. He was actually going nowhere near the panel for the next couple of days, but he couldn't tell her where he was actually going, she wouldn't like his response.

"I'll be home next weekend for sectionals and Thanksgiving, okay? I promise," Will said as he finally hung up his phone.

He sighed as he put it in his pocket and continued to stare out the window. He had only been in Washington for a little more than a week and already he was stressed. The call he received last night didn't help either. Her call had surprised him, but nonetheless he agreed to meet her.

She didn't say what was so important over the phone, only that it was urgent that he meet her. The last time he had talked to her was when he ran into her at Grease, about two weeks ago. She was upset about ending things with Finn and apparently also having trouble with a classmate named Brody.

Will recalls that night in his head very clearly, as he continued to look out the window, forgetting that he would be arriving soon.

He remembers running into her in the hallway after talking to Finn. He offered to talk with her in his office since everyone had gone home after the show. He called Emma and told her that he would be rather late as he was still packing his things. He didn't tell her about Rachel and for some reason he can't remember why. Maybe because he was afraid of her response but Rachel wasn't his student anymore and they had nothing to hide.

He remembers leading her into his half packed office, and sitting up against his desk while she was sat in the chair in front of him. Will gestured for her to start talking and she did.

As Rachel spoke about her troubles, it was the first time that Will realized how much she had changed in just a few short months. She no longer had on the animal sweaters and skirts, but was dressed maturely and looking her age. As Will studied her, he realized that she even looked older than her age and he thinks that has to do with her confidence. He curses himself for thinking this but, she actually looks attractive, and Will can't help but stare at her in amazement. She was always attractive but now he can see that Rachel believes it by her actions. Her confidence and attitude has made her a new Rachel, one where Will can't help but wonder what it would be like to be with her. He remembers Emma though and immediately feels guilty.

There has always been a part of him though, that wonders what it would be like with Rachel, ever since she joined glee, but as her teacher, he was never allowed to act on it. He still couldn't act on it, but now he figures he has more of a chance than he ever did.

She brings a hand to remove a piece of hair out of her face, and Will follows her movements. He tries to swallow but realizes he has no moisture in his throat. He subconsciously shakes his head to rid of his thoughts as he remembers Emma, his fiancé, the one who had refused to go to Washington with him.

After long he realizes that he hasn't been listening to her, and realizes that she is looking at him with confusion. Did she just ask him a question? He nodded anyway, unsure of what he was nodding to.

Rachel laughed at him and said "Mr. Schue, you have no idea what I just said, do you?" Will looked at her with his signature grin, as a blush started to creep on his neck.

"I'm sorry, Rach. It's been a long week," Will replied because it actually has been a rather stressful week.

"Why? What's wrong?" Rachel asked with concern. Will looked at her in amazement. She really had changed. The old Rachel would have never asked what was wrong. She would have only cared about herself and ideas.

"It's nothing really, just stressed about leaving everything behind," Will said as his eyes travelled around his office, looking at all of his belongs that were still left on the shelf.

"You know, I felt the same way when I left for New York," Rachel started to explain.

"Yeah? How did you deal?" Will asked, folding his arms across his chest.

"Well, I just told myself that this was my dream and that I had to do it if I ever wanted it to come true. It was scary at first and a bit lonely, but I adjusted and met new people, leaving the old ones behind," Rachel said with a frown as she looked at the ground, avoiding his gaze. Will guessed that she was probably thinking about Finn. To say he was surprised that they broke up was an understatement. He knew how in love they both were. They were even going to get married at one point and to see Rachel like this, broke his heart.

"I don't want to leave anyone behind though," Will said thinking about Emma, because he knew that he was going to miss her.

"Why? I mean if they really cared, they would have wanted to go with you," Rachel stated boldly. It was then that Will realized she was talking about Emma and Finn.

"You don't think that Emma cares about me?" Will asked surprised to hear her say that. He knew Emma cared about him. She let him take her virginity after Nationals and they were going to get married.

"No, I think she does, but obviously not enough to go with you. She is just like Finn, not willing to stick around," Rachel said. It was then that Will realized how much alike they really were. They both loved their partners but it seemed that the feeling wasn't as mutual. He knew that Emma loved him, but it still didn't make sense that she wouldn't go with him and in the back of his head, he knew that it still bothered him.

"It's true Mr. Schue," Rachel said, seeing he was conflicted. "Finn was the same way. We were going to get married but he sent me off to New York, remember? Will looked up at her. They were going to get married, but he was going to Washington. It was scary how much alike it really was, as Will creased his eyebrows in confusion.

"You should call me Will," Will stated boldly. Rachel stared at him, confused at his change of subject. "I'm not your teacher anymore, remember?" Will commented. Rachel's face eased up as she took him in and looked at him like an actual person. He looked just the same, wearing his vests and hair slightly curled. She let her eyes roll over his body and noticed how fit he was. She averted her attention back to him, thinking he would say something, but he didn't.

"Thanks, Mr., I mean, Will," Rachel said as she began to stand up. Will smirked as he watched her look at him.

"I should be getting home," Rachel said suddenly, realizing that she had been there for about an hour. Her dads were probably worried about her and the same for Kurt. "Thank you," Rachel said making her way to him instead.

"For what?" Will asked, as she stepped closer to him.

"For putting up with me all these years in glee, for helping me become the person I am today, and I guess just for being you," Rachel said as she wrapped her arms around him.

Will was surprised but, unfolded his arms and wrapped them around her waist. She was so small in his embrace, but that just made him hold tighter, not wanting to let go. Rachel leaned back after a couple of seconds, and both stared at each other in silence. The dim light in the room made it hard to see, but Will could sense that Rachel was not ready to leave.

As he opened his mouth to say something, he was silenced with a finger being placed on his lips. Will raised his eyebrow in confusion, but his confusion only grew as he felt her lips on his. Her small frame pressed more intently against him as he leaned back more on his desk. He wasn't sure what was happening, but he needed to stop it. It was wrong, they were both vulnerable, but Will couldn't break away as he began to move his lips over hers.

He could hear her let out a soft moan as her hands reached his chest. The undoing of buttons on his vest pulled him out of his trance.

"Rachel, what are we doing?" Will asked breathlessly in shock, with reality creeping back in.

"It's okay, you are not my teacher anymore. You said it yourself," Rachel said as she began to kiss his neck.

"We need to stop. I'm engaged," Will said desperately, but the kisses against his neck made it hard to tell what was right and what was wrong.

"With someone who doesn't care as much about you as I do. You have always been there, and I need to give you a proper goodbye," Rachel said as she unbuttoned the last button on his shirt. The air was brisk against Will's chest and it only made him want to press Rachel against him, to give him warmth.

Before he knew it, his shirt was on the floor and his hands were on her body. He moaned at the sensation as his fingers traced up and down her skin, forgetting they were in his office and that he was an engaged man. He took care of her shirt and bra rather quickly and soon hers joined his on the floor.

Will moved them on his desk to have better support. She lay underneath him as his papers got shuffled to the ground. Will began his attention on her breasts, slowly rubbing them until her nipples were hard.

He felt her small hands over his chest, making their way lower to his belt. Rachel began to unbuckle his belt and undo his pants. She gasped at how hard he already was beneath his boxers.

She bravely reached down, and took him in her hand, giving him a few strokes. He moaned in pleasure at what he was feeling. Emma had refused to touch him down there because she wasn't ready for that step yet.

"Rachel," Will moaned out.

"Please, Will. I need you," Rachel let out in small gasps.

"Wait, we can't," Will remembers saying.

"What? Why?" Rachel said in confusion and desperation. Why would he stop them now?

"I don't have protection," Will stammered. He didn't have any with him and he knew that there was none in his office.

"It's okay, I'm on the pill," Rachel said as Will smiled at her.

"Are you sure about this, Rachel?" Will asked again, making sure this was what she wanted, forgetting whether or not he wanted this.

"I have never been more sure," Rachel replied as she leaned up to kiss him.

Will nodded at her and began to undress the rest of her. He tested her with two of his fingers and sighed happily at how wet she was.

He wasted no time as Emma would surely be wondering where he was. He moved roughly inside of her and moaned at the sensation. It was hard and fast and Will could tell Rachel was close. Rachel changed her position and held tightly onto his shoulders. He was then hitting her spot and soon she fell over the edge, with him behind her.

After, they lay on his desk to catch their breaths.

"I should go," Rachel said hurriedly, as she began to dress herself again. Will nodded because he also needed to be leaving.

"That was, was, amazing," Will said as he breathed heavily still. Rachel smiled at him.

"You know, New York and Washington D.C aren't that far away," Rachel said while adjusting her shirt. Will stared at her with a smirk, while pulling up his pants.

"Maybe I'll come visit, but I can't promise you anything, Rachel. I am still with Emma," Will said as the reality of his life came back to him.

"I know, but who knows, things change," Rachel said. With that, she walked out of his office and left him to contemplate what he had just done and what he was going to do about Emma.

"Excuse me sir, the train pulled into the station ten minutes ago," a worker said to him.

"What?" Will asked confused.

"We are here, in New York. You can get off the train now," she said as she walked away.

Will looked around and noticed that he was the only one still left on board. He quickly stood up and grabbed his bag over head.

He spotted her immediately when he walked off. She was standing with a black cardigan on and a white hat. She waved him over with a slight smile and he quickly followed.

"Will," Rachel said as she pulled him into a hug.

"Rachel, hi, is everything okay? You seemed upset when you called last night," Will said, dropping his arms to the side. He noticed her smile was gone and that worried him.

"What's wrong?" Will asked as he stepped back to get a good look at her.

"Will, I'm pregnant," Rachel said as she watched his face fall and bag drop to the floor.