It was a cold, grey December day, and Kurt and Adam had just arrived at the airport in Ohio from New York, and picked up their rental car. They were heading for Lima.

It was the first time his family would be meeting Adam and Kurt was a little nervous. He knew how overprotective Burt could be after everything Kurt had been through. Kurt was so lost in thought that he didn't notice how fast he was driving until he saw the flashing blue lights in his rear view mirror.

"Shit."

Kurt pulled over to the side of the road and waited for the officer to get out of his car and walk up to the window. Kurt rolled down his window and looked up at the broad-shouldered police officer.

"License and registration," said the big guy in a deep, gruff voice.

Kurt rummaged around in the glove box until he found the appropriate paperwork and handed it over to the man with his driver's license. Then came the long wait while the cop ran Kurt's information on his computer to see if Kurt had any other driving offenses.

"I think I've seen this porno," whispered Adam.

Kurt whipped his head around to glare at his boyfriend. "Shut up," he hissed.

"Sorry," said Adam, not looking sorry at all. "Just trying to lighten the mood."

"Well, it's not funny. We're late and my dad is going to worry. And you do not want to be around Burt when he's in his super-protective daddy bear mode."

"Speaking of bears," muttered Adam as the burly cop came back into view next to the window.

"Adam!" Kurt hissed angrily.

The man handed Kurt back his ID and his papers. "Do you mind telling me what you're doing in town, with an out of state license and a rental car?"

"Just going home to see my dad for Christmas," said Kurt, opening his big beautiful eyes a bit wider in an attempt to look as sweet and innocent as possible.

The man's chin dropped. "Well do you know why I pulled you over young man?"

"I was speeding?" asked Kurt, putting on an air of remorse.

"Yes, you were going 70 miles an hour in a 55 zone."

"I'm so sorry," said Kurt, affecting a serious and sad expression and hitting the officer with the full power of his baby blue eyes.

The cop cleared this throat. "I'm going to let you go with a warning, this time, but don't let it happen again," he said sternly.

Kurt shook his head vigorously. "I won't sir. Thank you."

"See that you don't," said the officer, handing Kurt the warning slip.

And then he winked at Kurt, and walked back to his car, and got in and drove away. Adam could barely hold in his mirth.

"Shut UP," said Kurt as Adam started to giggle.

"I think you'll have to come back to the station with me," said Adam in a deep, sexy voice.

"I said shut up!"

"Oh, but officer, why?" said Adam in a breathy, high-pitched imitation of Kurt's voice.

"I hate you."

"You have broken the law, young man."

"I really hate you."

"And I am going to have to punish you, you bad boy. Punish you hard."

"Adam!"

"With my long, hard gun…"

"Adam, stop it!"

"I just hope he doesn't shoot too soon," whispered Adam.

"Adam. William. Crawford!" shouted Kurt.

"Yes?" Adam smirked.

"Just for that I'm not having sex with you tonight."

Adam clamped his lips together but soon dissolved into laughter.

Kurt shook his head.

Just then Kurt's phone went off.

"Hi Dad!"

"We're in the car. We just pulled over. We're about 20 minutes away."

"No, nothing's wrong. See you soon. Love you too. Bye Dad."

The officer forgotten, Kurt put the car back into drive, checked the traffic behind him, and eased back onto the road again.

"Oh that reminds me," said Adam. "Is your friend David going to be in town for the holidays?"

"Who?" said Kurt, distracted by traffic and not really listening.

"You know, that big guy we ran into at the deli that one time. The one who plays hockey at NYU?"

"Oh David! Yeah, I think he's home this week. Why?"

"Well," said Adam, leaning closer and lowering his voice, "seeing the way you looked at that hot cop reminds me of how you looked at David, that time we ran into him."

"I did not!"

"And I know you have a thing for bears…"

"I do not!"

"Honestly, it's fine. I don't blame you. David was hot."

"You need to stop."

"And that copper looked like he wanted you to warm him up. It's cold today."

Kurt's mouth twitched at one corner.

"If you don't shut up right now I'm going to pull the car over and get out my handcuffs," said Kurt.

"That's really no incentive, sweetheart." Adam chuckled.

Kurt grinned. "Just one thing."

"And what's that, you handsome devil?"

"I'm not calling you daddy in my father's house."

"Understood," said Adam, his smile as wide as Kurt's, as the car passed the Entering Lima sign.