<span style="font-size: 15px">He picked Brock up and held him in his arms, letting him wrap his arms around his neck and stretch one leg out before closing his eyes again. He had to wake him up, sadly, to get him buckled in, and when Finn helped him take the food to the car he thanked him once more and he felt his chest get tight. He nodded, looking in the direction Finn seemed to be distracted by before offering a little wave and getting into the car. He took him and Brock home and got Brock in bed, planning on getting him up early so he could take a shower before school, and when Brock was asleep, he heated up one of the boxes of spaghetti up and smiled. He had never thought losing Edith would be so... freeing, even if he knew that it was only because Finn was there that kept things from being so overwhelming he couldn't function. He couldn't ever express how lucky he felt to have met Finn and invited him to eat with them before this entire issue with Edith happened. He texted their address to Finn and set his phone down. It was <i>so</i> lucky. <br/>
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The next morning he got Brock up a little early with apologies and ushered him into the shower and to brush his teeth before packing the lunch from Finn in his backpack and taking his own container of food with him as well. He was actually going to eat lunch, which was different. He got his coffee and went about their typical routines, before he dropped him off at school with a kiss and a soft "I love you" before heading to work. It was extremely nice to know that even though Edith wasn't there, that Brock would be taken care of, and from what he saw, Finn interacted more with him than she had, which is actually very sad. He went to work, went through the archive of papers and sighed because the next day was technically his day off, but in reality he would probably be spending at least three hours there on Saturday and maybe another two or three on Sunday to make up for the day he missed. Usually it hadn't bothered him because he could find time with Brock without Edith, but now all the time was without Edith, and he wanted to be free more so he could be a better father than he felt he had been in the past few months. <br/>
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At five, when everyone else went home, he made a phone call to Finn just checking in and telling him he would actually be there by eight this time. He worked fast and hard and he locked away the rest of the undocumented information and left by seven forty-five and was at Finn's door by eight. He loved being on time, exactly on time. </span>