"No, no, no, no are you sure that it's not animal based?" Rachel asked the flight the attendant who was clearly getting very annoyed.

"I am positive, ma'am. I have been working on this airline for 15 years, serving this exact creamer so yes. I am certain." the flight attendant said with a plastered on smile that was beginning to falter. "Would you like anything else ma'am?"

"No that'd be it. Thank you." said Rachel.

"What about you, sir? Would you like anything?"

Kurt looked up from his laptop, "No thanks, I'm good." he said with a smile, silently apologizing for his friend's behaviour.

The flight attendant then pushed the refreshments cart further down the aisle to the next passenger.

"Honestly, she really shouldn't be a flight attendant if she doesn't know how to deal with people properly." Rachel muttered to herself.

"Well you did make her spend 15 minutes-"

"Shut up, Kurt" she snapped in return.

"Just saying." Kurt said and returned his attention to his laptop. Rachel was like this since they left the apartment 5 hours ago, which means Kurt has basically been trying to stay out of her way for four hours and fifty-five minutes. He guesses he could understand why she'd been so cranky considering the fact that they were going back to Ohio for the first time since Grease for Mr. Schue and Ms. Pilsbury's Valentine's Day wedding. She and Finn hadn't exactly parted on good terms the last time they'd seen each other and now they were going to have to spend a weekend with each other and even perform a song together. Honestly, he didn't think she would've even come if Mr. Schue himself hadn't called and asked them personally.

Kurt began checking his email and saw a new message from Isabelle. He opened it quickly, wondering if he'd forgotten to do something before he'd left work the previous day.

"Hey Kurt! We miss you here at work already. Just wanted to wish you a safe flight and good luck with everything. Don't drink too much at the wedding now, we all know how THAT usually ends. Bye!"

Kurt didn't know what he'd done to get a boss as amazing as Isabelle. She was nice, firm-but-fair, not to mention the fact that she'd given him the courage to get up and call Blaine on Thanksgiving.

Blaine…

He was going to see him this weekend as well. He wasn't dreading it or anything like how Rachel was dreading seeing Finn. After all they DID spend Christmas together. He was certain that he'd mostly forgiven Blaine for what he'd done but still, he can never look at him in the same way again. Never be in the same room with him without remembering that he'd been intimate with someone else. When he told him that night in NY his heart dropped to his feet. He knew something was wrong and he'd hoped and prayed that it wasn't that. But obviously he didn't pray hard enough. He felt as if his whole world had been turned upside down. How could Blaine do that to him? Did everything that happened in the past two years mean absolutely nothing to him? He just couldn't understand.

And then Christmas came and Blaine was the normal, goofy, charming Blaine that Kurt had fallen in love with. And what he'd said to Kurt when they were hanging around the ice-skating rink, that they'd always be there for each other even if they weren't together, he said with such sincerity that he knew it was true. It made him question whether or not he really wanted to get back together with Blaine. Of course at the time when he'd told him he was convinced that it they'd never be able to get past that, but the way he, Blaine and his dad had spent Christmas together as a family, it made him think.

Now that got Kurt to thinking about his dad. He could barely think about it without tearing up. Why must the worst things happen to the best people? Why couldn't murderers get heart-attacks or terrorists get prostate cancer?! (Okay, he knows that some probably did but that was beside the point). The point was that his dad was a good man, an amazing father and husband. Why did he have to get prostate cancer?

His frustration must've shown on his face because Rachel suddenly leaned over and asked him, "Hey, you ok? Sorry I've been a bit of miser."

"No, no it's not you. I'm just thinking about my dad and stuff."

"Oh, you know you shouldn't worry too much. Since they caught it early he has a really good chance of getting through it."

His dad had said the same thing to him when he'd told him at Christmas in an attempt to make him feel better. It didn't then and it still didn't when Rachel told him. However, he figured Rachel had enough to stress about so he said, "Yeah, you're right. Thanks Rachel" with a small smile.

"Anytime Kurt." she replied with the first smile he'd seen on her face since they left while she reached out and held his hand.

This was definitely going to be an interesting weekend.