Preview: Emma/Terri AU fic
My Big Bang fic isn't Faberry or Brittana. Thought I'd get that out of the way so that you can stop reading now ;)
Okay, for the three of you still left, basically the premise is that Emma and Terri got together in high school and stayed together (like canon Will/Terri). So it's a mixture of present day stuff based around S1 of Glee time and flashbacks to their life together.
Here's a sneak-peek... (set around the time of Acafellas in canon Glee)
They sit together in the darkened auditorium, holding hands as they watch the performance. Terri leans over to Emma.
“’I wanna sex you up’? Is this really appropriate for a PTA event?” she whispers.
Emma glances over to where Figgins is swaying happily, his eyes firmly closed. She shrugs, turning her head so that her lips are brushing Terri’s ear as she speaks.
“Is it really the song choice you find inappropriate? Or is it Ken’s dancing?”
Terri laughs softly.
“Both,” she confirms, her eyes landing, not for the first time, on the charismatic lead singer. “Who’s the new guy?”
Emma, for some reason, finds herself blushing, and is thankful for the dimmed lights.
“That’s Will Schuester. The new Spanish teacher? I told you about him,” she says, although she knows she only mentioned him in passing.
Terri continues to watch him, nodding.
“Yeah…yeah, I remember you saying somethi-…” her voice trails off as the song ends and Will blows a kiss into the crowd, which, for all intents and purposes looks like it was aimed directly at Emma.
Terri turns to her with an eyebrow raised.
“Well, looks like you have an admirer,” she murmurs.
Emma can tell that she’s trying to be casual, but there’s an underlying tone to the comment. One she doesn’t like one bit. She shrugs.
“I sit with him at lunch, he’s new in town, I don’t think he knows anybody else yet,” she says, while at the same time wondering why she needs to explain someone else’s actions.
“Uh huh,” is all Terri says in return, but her hand tightens around Emma’s.
~
After the show there is a short cheese and wine thing. Emma chats with various parents she knows while Terri forsakes the cheese in favour of the wine. Emma spots Will as he appears through the stage door. He catches her eye and lifts his hand in greeting. Almost immediately, she feels Terri’s arm around her waist and she suppresses the urge to roll her eyes. Terri’s always been a little territorial, she basically started their relationship as Emma’s self-appointed protector and she’s never really given that up.
Will makes his way over, grinning widely at Emma.
“Hey! Did you see the crowd? They loved us!” he raves and Emma can’t help but share his enthusiasm.
“Yeah, it was a great show, wasn’t it sweetie?” she says, turning to Terri, bringing her into the conversation.
“Huh? Oh yeah, you guys were really good,” Terri says. “You were really good.”
Will holds out his hand.
“Terri, I presume?” he says, shaking her hand firmly. “Emma’s told me all about you…but she failed to mention that you were gorgeous.”
Terri raises at eyebrow at his blatant flattery.
“Oh yeah? I guess we’ve been together too long for her to notice anymore,” she says, smiling as she withdraws her hand from Will’s grip.
Emma frowns.
“Of course I notice,” she mutters.
Will clears his throat, a little awkwardly.
“Well, it’s really great to meet you,” he says, before turning to Emma. “I’ll see you at lunch on Monday, Em?”
Emma nods.
“I’ll see you at school. Good job, Will…” Emma says.
He gives both of them a final nod and then disappears into the crowd. Emma takes a deep breath and turns to Terri.
“Ready to go home?” she asks.
Terri takes time to drain the wine glass in her hand before answering.
“Sure, let’s go…Em,” she says, linking her fingers with Emma’s.
Emma lets the nickname pass without comment. Terri never calls her that. They make their way out of the building and are walking towards the parking lot, when Terri pulls Emma to a halt. Emma stumbles a little and ends up in Terri’s arms. She giggles a little in surprise. Terri leans in so that her nose is against Emma’s cheek.
“Remember how you used to drag me under the bleachers to make out with me before big games?” she whispers.
“No,” Emma says, walking her fingers up Terri’s chest. “That’s not how I remember it at all. I remember you dragging me under there. I protested! Every time!”
“No you didn’t,” Terri says, bending her neck and nipping at Emma’s earlobe.
“Okay, maybe not every time,” Emma relents, tilting her head and shivering as Terri moves to cover her pulse point with her lips. “But I did always try to make sure you didn’t miss the start of the cheers.”
She feels Terri smiles against her skin and gently brings her hand to Terri’s face, bringing her up so they’re looking into each other’s eyes. Emma lets a devilish smile cross her lips.
“You wanna drag me under there now? For old times’ sake?” she asks, her voice taking on a husky quality.
Terri smiles in return, unwinding her arms from Emma’s waist and taking her hand, pulling her in the direction of the football field. Emma laughs, shaking her head.
“Shhhh,” Terri warns. “We don’t want security coming and busting us.”
When they get under the bleachers, Emma takes the lead and pushes Terri back against a post, leaning in and kissing her hard. She closes her eyes, concentrating on the feel of her body against Terri’s, the faint taste of wine on her tongue. Terri’s hand comes to rest on her face, her thumb stroking the skin of her cheek. Emma draws away, gently, dropping soft kisses around Terri’s mouth.
“You used to be wearing less than this,” she drawls.
“A lot less,” Terri agrees, bumping her nose against Emma’s. “Take me home and I’ll wear as little as you like. I think I still have my uniform somewhere...”
“I miss this,” Emma says, suddenly.
Terri looks at her in confusion.
“What? Making out under the bleachers?” she asks, pecking Emma’s lips again.
“No. Us,” Emma clarifies. “Us…together…like this.”
Terri draws away, letting her hands slip from Emma’s body.
“We are together. We’ve always been together,” she says, her voice quiet.
“No, I know…I…” Emma hurriedly rushes to explain. “But I feel…lately…like we’re different.”
Terri looks at her for a long moment before nodding once. She steps away from Emma and starts walking back towards the car. Emma sighs.
Okay, for the three of you still left, basically the premise is that Emma and Terri got together in high school and stayed together (like canon Will/Terri). So it's a mixture of present day stuff based around S1 of Glee time and flashbacks to their life together.
Here's a sneak-peek... (set around the time of Acafellas in canon Glee)
They sit together in the darkened auditorium, holding hands as they watch the performance. Terri leans over to Emma.
“’I wanna sex you up’? Is this really appropriate for a PTA event?” she whispers.
Emma glances over to where Figgins is swaying happily, his eyes firmly closed. She shrugs, turning her head so that her lips are brushing Terri’s ear as she speaks.
“Is it really the song choice you find inappropriate? Or is it Ken’s dancing?”
Terri laughs softly.
“Both,” she confirms, her eyes landing, not for the first time, on the charismatic lead singer. “Who’s the new guy?”
Emma, for some reason, finds herself blushing, and is thankful for the dimmed lights.
“That’s Will Schuester. The new Spanish teacher? I told you about him,” she says, although she knows she only mentioned him in passing.
Terri continues to watch him, nodding.
“Yeah…yeah, I remember you saying somethi-…” her voice trails off as the song ends and Will blows a kiss into the crowd, which, for all intents and purposes looks like it was aimed directly at Emma.
Terri turns to her with an eyebrow raised.
“Well, looks like you have an admirer,” she murmurs.
Emma can tell that she’s trying to be casual, but there’s an underlying tone to the comment. One she doesn’t like one bit. She shrugs.
“I sit with him at lunch, he’s new in town, I don’t think he knows anybody else yet,” she says, while at the same time wondering why she needs to explain someone else’s actions.
“Uh huh,” is all Terri says in return, but her hand tightens around Emma’s.
~
After the show there is a short cheese and wine thing. Emma chats with various parents she knows while Terri forsakes the cheese in favour of the wine. Emma spots Will as he appears through the stage door. He catches her eye and lifts his hand in greeting. Almost immediately, she feels Terri’s arm around her waist and she suppresses the urge to roll her eyes. Terri’s always been a little territorial, she basically started their relationship as Emma’s self-appointed protector and she’s never really given that up.
Will makes his way over, grinning widely at Emma.
“Hey! Did you see the crowd? They loved us!” he raves and Emma can’t help but share his enthusiasm.
“Yeah, it was a great show, wasn’t it sweetie?” she says, turning to Terri, bringing her into the conversation.
“Huh? Oh yeah, you guys were really good,” Terri says. “You were really good.”
Will holds out his hand.
“Terri, I presume?” he says, shaking her hand firmly. “Emma’s told me all about you…but she failed to mention that you were gorgeous.”
Terri raises at eyebrow at his blatant flattery.
“Oh yeah? I guess we’ve been together too long for her to notice anymore,” she says, smiling as she withdraws her hand from Will’s grip.
Emma frowns.
“Of course I notice,” she mutters.
Will clears his throat, a little awkwardly.
“Well, it’s really great to meet you,” he says, before turning to Emma. “I’ll see you at lunch on Monday, Em?”
Emma nods.
“I’ll see you at school. Good job, Will…” Emma says.
He gives both of them a final nod and then disappears into the crowd. Emma takes a deep breath and turns to Terri.
“Ready to go home?” she asks.
Terri takes time to drain the wine glass in her hand before answering.
“Sure, let’s go…Em,” she says, linking her fingers with Emma’s.
Emma lets the nickname pass without comment. Terri never calls her that. They make their way out of the building and are walking towards the parking lot, when Terri pulls Emma to a halt. Emma stumbles a little and ends up in Terri’s arms. She giggles a little in surprise. Terri leans in so that her nose is against Emma’s cheek.
“Remember how you used to drag me under the bleachers to make out with me before big games?” she whispers.
“No,” Emma says, walking her fingers up Terri’s chest. “That’s not how I remember it at all. I remember you dragging me under there. I protested! Every time!”
“No you didn’t,” Terri says, bending her neck and nipping at Emma’s earlobe.
“Okay, maybe not every time,” Emma relents, tilting her head and shivering as Terri moves to cover her pulse point with her lips. “But I did always try to make sure you didn’t miss the start of the cheers.”
She feels Terri smiles against her skin and gently brings her hand to Terri’s face, bringing her up so they’re looking into each other’s eyes. Emma lets a devilish smile cross her lips.
“You wanna drag me under there now? For old times’ sake?” she asks, her voice taking on a husky quality.
Terri smiles in return, unwinding her arms from Emma’s waist and taking her hand, pulling her in the direction of the football field. Emma laughs, shaking her head.
“Shhhh,” Terri warns. “We don’t want security coming and busting us.”
When they get under the bleachers, Emma takes the lead and pushes Terri back against a post, leaning in and kissing her hard. She closes her eyes, concentrating on the feel of her body against Terri’s, the faint taste of wine on her tongue. Terri’s hand comes to rest on her face, her thumb stroking the skin of her cheek. Emma draws away, gently, dropping soft kisses around Terri’s mouth.
“You used to be wearing less than this,” she drawls.
“A lot less,” Terri agrees, bumping her nose against Emma’s. “Take me home and I’ll wear as little as you like. I think I still have my uniform somewhere...”
“I miss this,” Emma says, suddenly.
Terri looks at her in confusion.
“What? Making out under the bleachers?” she asks, pecking Emma’s lips again.
“No. Us,” Emma clarifies. “Us…together…like this.”
Terri draws away, letting her hands slip from Emma’s body.
“We are together. We’ve always been together,” she says, her voice quiet.
“No, I know…I…” Emma hurriedly rushes to explain. “But I feel…lately…like we’re different.”
Terri looks at her for a long moment before nodding once. She steps away from Emma and starts walking back towards the car. Emma sighs.