AN: Inspired by lyrics from "I Wish I Could Go Back To College" by Stephanie D'Abruzzo, Rick Lyon and John Tartaglia. Set just after Kurt's mother's death.

I stood in the middle of the kitchen, just staring at the refrigerator and multiple drawers and cabinets wondering where to start. Kathleen had always gotten the meals ready. The most I might have done was to cut something up for her from time to time. But she wasn't here anymore and right now the task of putting dinner on the table for Kurt fell on me.

Breakfasts had been easy, it was either fruity pebbles, poptarts, or blueberry Eggo waffles for that kid. All things I could manage. Give him a little money and lunch at school was taken care of. And for the last week, the rest of the meals had been covered by heating up meals already prepared for them by family or friends. Those meals were gone now, and for the first time since Kathleen's funeral getting a meal for their son rested solely on his shoulders.

I just wanted to yell in frustration. Throw something against the wall. I couldn't even do something as simple as cook for my son. I had always had someone to cook for me - my mom, college meal plan, and then Kathleen.

"Dad, I'm home!"

Kurt's voice floated through the house and I quickly tried to bury my frustration. I turned just in time for him to come hurrying through the kitchen doorway, throwing his arms around my waist in a fierce hug.

"Hey there, buddy. How was school?" I asked, hugging him back.

"Okay," he replied as Jacqueline Jones and Mercedes walked into the kitchen.

"Thanks for watching him after school," I say to Jacqueline, just like I have everyday this week.

"It's fine. He's a joy to have around," Jacqueline replies as she looks around the kitchen. I know she's taking in my lack of dinner preparations. "I was wondering if you and Kurt want to joins us for dinner tonight?" she asks, tactfully.

"Sounds good," I reply, not to proud to accept help if it means my son gets a decent meal.

"We'll se you around six then."

With the help of friends, we would get through this.