Both men managed to get everything in order and were able to get a plane to have them in Columbus by just after 10 am. The police had managed to sort them out a rental car so that they still had their independence once they arrived. However they were asked to attend the station straight away.

Blaine took control of the driving; he said he didn’t want Kurt doing it in the state he was in. Kurt didn't understand what was going on. He had rung his dad to check that he and Carole were okay, which they were. The police were giving him his freedom which he doubted they would do if they actually suspected him of committing any kind of crime. So why was he so important to them?

As they got closer Kurt couldn't hold in his apprehension any more.

"Once we get there, please stay with me no matter what. I'm so scared, Blaine. I don't understand what's so important they couldn't deal with this in New York."

Blaine took his right hand off the steering wheel to allow him to hold Kurt's over the centre console. "I know you are scared sweetie, but it's probably all a very big misunderstanding. I promise I won't leave your side unless you want me to or if I have no choice. I don't know what they need you for but I know you haven't done anything wrong. I will stand by you no matter what gets brought up in there."

"Thank you. I don't know what I would do without you,” he said, looking at Blaine. His eyes full of love for the man, even if Blaine couldn’t take his eyes off the road to see it.

"You’ll never know because you are never going to have to do anything like this without me. I love you too much." No matter how nervous he was, Kurt couldn’t help but smile at this. Blaine often knew just what to say to make him feel better. Kurt had known since he met him in high school that Blaine was something special.

"I love you too. Oh gosh we're here." As they pulled into the parking lot of the police station Kurt visibly paled. He knew he’d done nothing wrong, but that didn’t mean the people inside the building didn’t think he had.

Blaine got out of the car and went around and opened the door for Kurt. He held out a hand for him to take which he did gladly. That hand seemed to be the only thing keeping him grounded and stopping him going into a full gone panic. Kurt let Blaine slowly lead them toward the glass door of the tall brick building. He was pretty sure he was close to cutting off Blaine’s circulation but he couldn’t help it. He feared if he let go he may just turn around and not come back.

Once they got inside Kurt didn’t have much choice but to take the lead. They were here for him after all. He slowly walked up to the desk; behind it sat a man in uniform, with what looked to Kurt like slowly greying hair. In any other circumstance he would have thought about all the things wrong with the uniform and the way the man had his hair, but right now he really wasn’t in the mood. He wanted to get this over with and get gone.

“Excuse me, I am Mr. Hummel and I am looking for Sergeant Black. He should be expecting me.”

"Hello, Mr. Hummel.  I’m Sergeant Black. Thank you for getting here so quickly."

"I may be here quickly but that doesn’t mean I’m happy about it. I’m here quickly so I can get back to normal quickly. Now may I ask exactly why I’m here?” Kurt inquired. “You told me that it wasn't my Dad or his wife, which I confirmed by ringing him, I was that worried. You also said I wasn't in trouble which from the way you’re acting seems to be the truth too, so can you tell me exactly why I am here?" He was normally pretty good at reading people and tried to read the expression on Sergeant Black’s face, but it gave nothing whatsoever away.

"Well Mr. Hummel, I will ask if you will come with me into this interview room. We will not be interviewing you in the normal way but we do need you to answer some questions that we need to tape the answers to. However I must ask this man,” he said pointing to Blaine, “who I’m guessing is your fiancé, to stay out here."

"Yes, he’s my fiancé Mr. Blaine Anderson,” he said matter of factly. He still hadn’t let go of Blaine’s hand. “But wait. If I'm not in trouble why can't he come with me?"

"It’s just normal procedure. The information we need to talk to you about is very private and personal; it may not be stuff you want to discuss with your fiancé even after you have been informed.  That’s why we must ask him to wait out here." As Sergeant Black spoke he got up from behind the desk and walked round to stand with the two men to continue waiting.

"It’s okay. I don't mind waiting out here," Blaine reassured him. Kurt felt a hand gently squeeze his hand trying to offer comfort, however he wasn’t having it. He needed Blaine. He turned away from the officer to look into Blaine’s hazel eyes, to try and get him to understand why he needed him so much.

"No Blaine,” Kurt retorted,“I want you and I need you in there. I have no idea what they are about to ask or tell me in there and I need your support.” Kurt then turned his attention from Blaine back to Sergeant Black.“I'm sorry sir,but unless he’s allowed into the interview room with us, we’re having this conversation out here. He’s my fiancé and we keep nothing from each other. Anything that needs to be said to me can be said to Blaine as well, do I make myself clear?"

"Ok Mr. Hummel. I must warn you that the things we are going to discuss may lead you to question yourself but if you’re very sure, if you’d both follow me please gentlemen?" Sergeant Black turned away from the men and walked toward a large wooden door. Kurt felt Blaine’s thumb run gently over the back of his hand, something they had always done to soothe each other.

They were led into a room with a small table and four seats around it. Kurt and Blaine sat down on one side and Sergeant Black sat down on the other side. There was a large black file on the table near the seat Sergeant Black was occupying. Kurt could only guess that the folder held information regarding why they were here.

"Mr. Hummel I am going to explain why you are here, if you need me to stop or decide that in fact you do not want Mr Anderson in here, then just let me know."

"Very well, but I can't see me wanting Blaine to leave, thank you."

"Just for the record, I am going to turn this tape on to capture what you say. Again I will repeat it isn't because we think you have done anything wrong; however things you say may be of importance to us."

Sergeant Black leaned towards the tape and turned it on to record. "Time is 12.31pm; this is Sergeant Black, currently talking to Mr. Kurt Hummel about case 1854. Also in the room is Mr. Blaine Anderson, who is fiancé to Mr. Hummel, and he is in attendance at the insistence of Mr. Hummel."

Sergeant Black opened the folder and slipped out a photo, sliding it to Kurt. "Mr. Hummel may I ask if you recognize the woman in this photo? If so may I ask what you believe her to be called and where you know her from?" Sergeant Black inquired.

"Yes, I do know the lady.” Kurt admitted. He really didn’t know what she had to do with anything but answered anyway. "She is called Sarah Day and she used to work with my step mother Carole for many years. However about four years ago she disappeared without much trace, or that was my knowledge from Carole anyway."

"Thank you. As far as you are aware did she ever go by any other names?" Sergeant Black inquired again.

"No, but what does she have to do with all of this?"he asked politely.

"We will get to that Mr. Hummel, but first I need to ask you a few more things.  May I ask when the last time you saw Miss Day was?" Kurt really wanted to roll his eyes, but he didn’t think it would be the best thing to do in the situation so he held off.

Kurt sat and thought for a while trying to remember exactly when he had seen the woman. He hadn’t seen her often so he knew there must have been a good reason. Then he suddenly remembered when he had seen her. “The last time I saw her was August 2016. Sheattended a party my dad and step mom were throwing me and my brother as a goodbye. We were both about to go to New York to embark on our own lives after graduating high school."

"Why would someone double your age be attending such a party, Mr. Hummel?"

Kurt sighed, and glanced over to Blaine. He wanted to know what the hell Sarah had to do with anything, not be asked a thousand questions. "She had been good friends with Carole for many years before she even had Finn, my step brother. She had a close bond to Finn so wanted to attend to be able to say bye to him. She had no connection with me to be there. I really don't get where this is going, officer."

"As far as you remember did you have any contact with Miss Day that night?" Sergeant Black questioned, staring directly at Kurt, as if he was trying to read if he was being honest about what he was saying.

"I think I exchanged pleasantries with her. I really can't remember.  I will be honest with you officer, I had a bit to drink so I don't have many memories of that night. But these all seem very silly questions."

"Sorry but another question. What is the last thing you remember from that night?" This time Kurt didn’t care, he really did roll his eyes. He couldn’t remember ever being asked such silly questions especially by a police sergeant.

"Saying bye to Blaine here,” Kurt said tipping his head slightly towards the other man. “Normally he would have stayed over, but he had work the next morning so left to return home. Other than that the next thing I remember is waking up the next morning in bed. I guessed I got myself there as my dad and Finn say they didn't put me there. I just don't have the memory of it because of how much I drank. I still don't see how this links to Miss Day." Kurt was staring to get very impatient now. He’d never been known for his patience, but this was really pushing it. It seemed Blaine could tell what he was thinking, as he felt a hand slowly move to stroke his leg. He knew Blaine was trying to calm him and for this he was thankful.

"Thank you for that Mr. Hummel, it’s most interesting. I know this doesn't seem important and I'm sorry but it is. Are you aware that that party was the last time Miss Day was seen in Lima? After that she moved to LA and changed her identity to Karen Turner. That is, until she showed up here three days ago, with a very peculiar story trying to make us believe she was in fact Miss Day. We were able to confirm this and it led to some very interesting discoveries."

"Ok while that is all very strange,” Kurt admitted, “I still don't get why I’m here."

"Miss Day turned up here very worst for wear. She looked like she hasn't eaten properly in weeks and she also had a young child with her who is around 3 years old, a boy." The officer paused, looking at Blaine. Kurt, getting impatient, gestured for him to continue.

"Go ahead, officer.  He’s staying in here."

"Well Mr. Hummel, we have reason to believe that this boy is your son."