Fic: Follow me into darkness
Title: Follow Me Into Darkness
Author: jeri_1116
Rating: PG
W/C: 1,800
Warning: Slightly crazy Luke. Also possibly slightly crazy Noah. They're Vamps what'd expect.
Disclaimer: I don't own these motherfuckers, if I did they'd both be married to Reid and having a good ole time. Hey, I'm all for threesomes.
Okay this is the third installment to my vampire nuke au. If you didn't read parts 1 & 2 it's all good. The gist is they are together forever. Luke can sense people's pain and smell dirty secrets and Noah can compel people to do what ever he wants.
New Orleans April 2113
They finally made it, Luke had promised Noah months ago he’d find him a place surrounded by water, beautiful beaches. New Orleans had been the first place that had popped up In Luke’s head and he had went with it, he needed to get a smile on Noah’s face, needed to see him shine again. It had happened awhile back long before they even entered the hot state- Noah having listened wisely to Luke’s words about taking up drinking blood again.
For a while before New Orleans, they had settled down with a family: A mom, dad and one daughter. It had been nice, peaceful. Noah had started to relax somewhat, started to smile as if their life were normal. But after a couple of months it was time to go. Noah could see the look in Luke’s eyes, could see, he was ready to explode- that it was only a matter of time before he forgot himself and ripped and tore into flesh.
Noah liked the family. Liked the close knit of them, the way they intertwined in each other’s lives; how questions were constantly asked at the dinner table after long days at work and school. Noah could feel the affection, the way it lifted off of them and settled softly around them.
But they were human and humans held secrets, sometimes deep dark ones. Noah couldn’t tell for sure, but the look Luke would give him, the way his knuckles would stretch over bones from gripping furniture too tight, he knew….knew it was time to go- to leave behind the pretense of family- to keep them safe from the ripping and tear of flesh.
Noah had filed it away, knew to asked Luke about it later- let him settle, let the feelings fade into a dull ache. It had hurt to say goodbye. It had hurt to say it alone. Luke waited blocks away needing that feeling to subside so he could breathe- function.
So Noah had smiled looked deep into each of their eyes and told them he’d be back after the semester ended. That even though he couldn’t wait for school to start he would miss them dearly. He had slightly frowned then, remembering a life long ago where the most important thing was school- one of the only big things in his life. Well, besides Luke. “Don’t be sad baby brother” Sara had whispered pulling him into a hug. "You’ll be back in no time.” Noah forced a smile as he pulled back. He couldn’t stay any longer, couldn’t watch their sad faces. He had put it there, had tricked them. His gift always came in handy, but sometimes it left him with so much guilt, so much sadness. He didn’t even look back when he grab his duffle bag, he couldn’t. So he threw it over his shoulder and fled- ran towards Luke, so he too could also breathe- function.
*******
“You like it?” Luke whispered watching as Noah looked out over the Mississippi river, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his hoodie. Luke stepped back causally scratching at the stubble on his chin. He knew he probably wouldn’t get a response, their relationship had been on shaky ground for a few days. It pained Luke to know he was the cause. In fact Luke was the only thing that could keep Noah in such a foul mood for such a long time. Luke mattered the most, so his actions hurt Noah the most.
“There’s a diner around the corner” Luke say’s already leaving. He doesn’t wonder if Noah’s following, Noah will always follow. “You should eat something.” And Luke will always worry. It’s how he’s built now, its how he’s been for a very, very long time.
Luke reaches the diner before Noah. He waits at the entrance waiting for Noah to pass by him and take a seat. He flinches as Noah passes by, he can feel the anger and sadness rolling off of him in waves, knows he’s the cause, that he’ll always be the cause. It should make him feel better to know that it’s vice versa. But Luke knows that most things he does are extreme, he beats Noah any day of the week and it’s far worse than anything he could have done while still human. It’s what makes him realize more than anything how much of a Grimaldi he really is and it makes him ache even more for his father Holden…… Holden who he’ll never see again.
******
It’s still quite early out, not a lot of people moving about. Luke can handle it before it becomes too much and he has to retreat. He’ll handle most things when it comes to Noah. Most things, not all things.
Noah drops like a heavy stone into a chair opposite Luke. He won’t look at Luke and he won’t acknowledge his presence. He stares out the window eyes trained on the river that wraps around the diner like a blanket. “Look at the menu” Luke’s voice holds no room for argument. Noah grinds his teeth, Luke can see he’s thinking of pushing it. “I mean you won’t eat right now so this will have to do.”
Noah narrows his eyes, decides to push “not hungry.”
“Noah.”
“Not. Hungry.”
Luke clicks his tongue, runs a hand through his hair. “Guess I’ll have to find you something to eat then?” He says it smoothly. “Can’t promise it’ll be alive. Or resemble anything human….. You know? Once I’m finished with it.” His face carries a tight smile. He doesn't like threatening. Or rather, he doesn't like threatening Noah. He looks down at his own menu and waits, he knows he’s gotten through.
Noah picks up the menu, grips the edges as he reads through it. He knows Luke doesn't like to threaten either, but he also knows he’ll follow through. “So I guess when we finish here, we’ll check out our surroundings” Luke says not looking up at Noah as he speaks. “….see if we can find a place to live?” which coming from Luke translates to please let me find good people, good lovely people so I don’t have the urge to rip them apart every morning. Please.
“I guess” Noah mumbles biting at the nail on his thumb.
Luke sighs and looks up “Noah, do you want to stay here or not?”
Noah glares, shakes his head in disbelief. “Does it matter? No matter where we go you’ll…..”
“You’re mine” Luke growls. “Mine!” Luke suddenly looks around, knowing he was a bit too loud. He hopes he didn’t draw them any unwanted attention. But it’s still early, so no, no one is watching.
Noah leans over the table “I know that! I know I’m yours.” A calm look over takes his face. “And you’re mine.” Noah runs his hands through his hair. “I wouldn’t change it…. Not even if I could.” Noah’s eyes are pleading. His eyes are not as blue as they should be. He hasn’t had blood for a few days or eaten. It’s the only thing he really has to hurt Luke, that and not talking. So Noah goes with it. Till he goes too far.
“You shouldn’t of…..” Luke groans and grinds his teeth. “I felt it Noah, I felt the way you missed her, the way she would miss you.” He clicks his tongue “I felt her love for you.” Luke drops his menu slams his back into the chair. “She crossed a line” he says it with such distaste.
“She didn’t know that though” Luke just gives him a look like he doesn’t understand, which means he does and just doesn’t care. Noah takes a deep breath something so unnecessary and exhales, a thing he’s done for years dealing with Luke before and after they became what they are. “If that’s how you feel, then fine” he says. “I never want you to think someone else matters more then you, you’ll all that matters. You’re my mate.”
“I’m sorry you’re stuck with me, that you’re stuck like this.”
Noah frowns “I’m not.” He blocks out the screams, the pleas, and the way Sara’s face looked right before she took her last breath. He swallows hard “I’m not sorry it happened not at all.”
Luke gives a smile ducks his head “yes you are, don’t lie.”
“It’s not exactly a lie. I will probably always hate what was done to us, but I’ll never hate that I’ve ended up with you forever. Never.”
Luke looks up hope in his eyes, his irises a bright hazel now. “She tasted good” Luke smiles slowly biting his lip.
Noah shakes his head “I know Luke.” He can’t help but smile and think of Sara as nothing but the past. Although he does still wonder what Luke felt, it couldn't have just been jealously. Because, well humans were human and they held secrets. He'll leave it alone for now, ask later. In the grand scheme of things it doesn't really matter.
It’s how it is with vampires, or from what they've read up on or heard in passing. You can’t really believe all you read, Vampires aren't supposed to exist so how can you believe all you read? Noah just knows after a while his feelings for others tends to fade. He doesn’t forget them or deem them forgettable, he just thinks of Luke and knows he’s more important and poof others tend to not matter. Noah figures it’s supposed to be like that with mates. He can be mad at Luke, but eventually it fades and then it’s as if it never happened.
Until it happens again and Luke is pleading with puppy dog eyes and blood dripping from his mouth.
He figures when they woke up together over a hundred years ago and felt that string, that invisible string that pulled them together, the one that said without saying anything, that they were forever; they’d never part, not ever. That whatever happens, whatever Luke does, Noah would never….. could never leave. Luke could grab an old woman, rip her throat out, burn an entire town to the ground and Noah would stick by him hold his hand and watch it burn.
“So we sticking around for a bit?” Luke asks taking Noah out of his musings.
Noah shakes his head ridding himself of such thoughts. “Yeah. Yeah, we’re sticking around for a bit.”
Luke smiles, lifts his arm “waitress! Do you know what you want?” Luke ask, his arm still in the air.
“Mmmm Hmmm”
“Good, let’s get this over with, before it gets too crowded in here. God, I hope the waitress smells alright.”
Noah shrugs “if not, we’ll wait till later and you can grab her.” Noah reaches for his glass of water and begins to drink, but he doesn’t miss the little smile that graces Luke’s face before he’s calling the waitress again.
End
Author: jeri_1116
Rating: PG
W/C: 1,800
Warning: Slightly crazy Luke. Also possibly slightly crazy Noah. They're Vamps what'd expect.
Disclaimer: I don't own these motherfuckers, if I did they'd both be married to Reid and having a good ole time. Hey, I'm all for threesomes.
Okay this is the third installment to my vampire nuke au. If you didn't read parts 1 & 2 it's all good. The gist is they are together forever. Luke can sense people's pain and smell dirty secrets and Noah can compel people to do what ever he wants.
New Orleans April 2113
They finally made it, Luke had promised Noah months ago he’d find him a place surrounded by water, beautiful beaches. New Orleans had been the first place that had popped up In Luke’s head and he had went with it, he needed to get a smile on Noah’s face, needed to see him shine again. It had happened awhile back long before they even entered the hot state- Noah having listened wisely to Luke’s words about taking up drinking blood again.
For a while before New Orleans, they had settled down with a family: A mom, dad and one daughter. It had been nice, peaceful. Noah had started to relax somewhat, started to smile as if their life were normal. But after a couple of months it was time to go. Noah could see the look in Luke’s eyes, could see, he was ready to explode- that it was only a matter of time before he forgot himself and ripped and tore into flesh.
Noah liked the family. Liked the close knit of them, the way they intertwined in each other’s lives; how questions were constantly asked at the dinner table after long days at work and school. Noah could feel the affection, the way it lifted off of them and settled softly around them.
But they were human and humans held secrets, sometimes deep dark ones. Noah couldn’t tell for sure, but the look Luke would give him, the way his knuckles would stretch over bones from gripping furniture too tight, he knew….knew it was time to go- to leave behind the pretense of family- to keep them safe from the ripping and tear of flesh.
Noah had filed it away, knew to asked Luke about it later- let him settle, let the feelings fade into a dull ache. It had hurt to say goodbye. It had hurt to say it alone. Luke waited blocks away needing that feeling to subside so he could breathe- function.
So Noah had smiled looked deep into each of their eyes and told them he’d be back after the semester ended. That even though he couldn’t wait for school to start he would miss them dearly. He had slightly frowned then, remembering a life long ago where the most important thing was school- one of the only big things in his life. Well, besides Luke. “Don’t be sad baby brother” Sara had whispered pulling him into a hug. "You’ll be back in no time.” Noah forced a smile as he pulled back. He couldn’t stay any longer, couldn’t watch their sad faces. He had put it there, had tricked them. His gift always came in handy, but sometimes it left him with so much guilt, so much sadness. He didn’t even look back when he grab his duffle bag, he couldn’t. So he threw it over his shoulder and fled- ran towards Luke, so he too could also breathe- function.
*******
“You like it?” Luke whispered watching as Noah looked out over the Mississippi river, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his hoodie. Luke stepped back causally scratching at the stubble on his chin. He knew he probably wouldn’t get a response, their relationship had been on shaky ground for a few days. It pained Luke to know he was the cause. In fact Luke was the only thing that could keep Noah in such a foul mood for such a long time. Luke mattered the most, so his actions hurt Noah the most.
“There’s a diner around the corner” Luke say’s already leaving. He doesn’t wonder if Noah’s following, Noah will always follow. “You should eat something.” And Luke will always worry. It’s how he’s built now, its how he’s been for a very, very long time.
Luke reaches the diner before Noah. He waits at the entrance waiting for Noah to pass by him and take a seat. He flinches as Noah passes by, he can feel the anger and sadness rolling off of him in waves, knows he’s the cause, that he’ll always be the cause. It should make him feel better to know that it’s vice versa. But Luke knows that most things he does are extreme, he beats Noah any day of the week and it’s far worse than anything he could have done while still human. It’s what makes him realize more than anything how much of a Grimaldi he really is and it makes him ache even more for his father Holden…… Holden who he’ll never see again.
******
It’s still quite early out, not a lot of people moving about. Luke can handle it before it becomes too much and he has to retreat. He’ll handle most things when it comes to Noah. Most things, not all things.
Noah drops like a heavy stone into a chair opposite Luke. He won’t look at Luke and he won’t acknowledge his presence. He stares out the window eyes trained on the river that wraps around the diner like a blanket. “Look at the menu” Luke’s voice holds no room for argument. Noah grinds his teeth, Luke can see he’s thinking of pushing it. “I mean you won’t eat right now so this will have to do.”
Noah narrows his eyes, decides to push “not hungry.”
“Noah.”
“Not. Hungry.”
Luke clicks his tongue, runs a hand through his hair. “Guess I’ll have to find you something to eat then?” He says it smoothly. “Can’t promise it’ll be alive. Or resemble anything human….. You know? Once I’m finished with it.” His face carries a tight smile. He doesn't like threatening. Or rather, he doesn't like threatening Noah. He looks down at his own menu and waits, he knows he’s gotten through.
Noah picks up the menu, grips the edges as he reads through it. He knows Luke doesn't like to threaten either, but he also knows he’ll follow through. “So I guess when we finish here, we’ll check out our surroundings” Luke says not looking up at Noah as he speaks. “….see if we can find a place to live?” which coming from Luke translates to please let me find good people, good lovely people so I don’t have the urge to rip them apart every morning. Please.
“I guess” Noah mumbles biting at the nail on his thumb.
Luke sighs and looks up “Noah, do you want to stay here or not?”
Noah glares, shakes his head in disbelief. “Does it matter? No matter where we go you’ll…..”
“You’re mine” Luke growls. “Mine!” Luke suddenly looks around, knowing he was a bit too loud. He hopes he didn’t draw them any unwanted attention. But it’s still early, so no, no one is watching.
Noah leans over the table “I know that! I know I’m yours.” A calm look over takes his face. “And you’re mine.” Noah runs his hands through his hair. “I wouldn’t change it…. Not even if I could.” Noah’s eyes are pleading. His eyes are not as blue as they should be. He hasn’t had blood for a few days or eaten. It’s the only thing he really has to hurt Luke, that and not talking. So Noah goes with it. Till he goes too far.
“You shouldn’t of…..” Luke groans and grinds his teeth. “I felt it Noah, I felt the way you missed her, the way she would miss you.” He clicks his tongue “I felt her love for you.” Luke drops his menu slams his back into the chair. “She crossed a line” he says it with such distaste.
“She didn’t know that though” Luke just gives him a look like he doesn’t understand, which means he does and just doesn’t care. Noah takes a deep breath something so unnecessary and exhales, a thing he’s done for years dealing with Luke before and after they became what they are. “If that’s how you feel, then fine” he says. “I never want you to think someone else matters more then you, you’ll all that matters. You’re my mate.”
“I’m sorry you’re stuck with me, that you’re stuck like this.”
Noah frowns “I’m not.” He blocks out the screams, the pleas, and the way Sara’s face looked right before she took her last breath. He swallows hard “I’m not sorry it happened not at all.”
Luke gives a smile ducks his head “yes you are, don’t lie.”
“It’s not exactly a lie. I will probably always hate what was done to us, but I’ll never hate that I’ve ended up with you forever. Never.”
Luke looks up hope in his eyes, his irises a bright hazel now. “She tasted good” Luke smiles slowly biting his lip.
Noah shakes his head “I know Luke.” He can’t help but smile and think of Sara as nothing but the past. Although he does still wonder what Luke felt, it couldn't have just been jealously. Because, well humans were human and they held secrets. He'll leave it alone for now, ask later. In the grand scheme of things it doesn't really matter.
It’s how it is with vampires, or from what they've read up on or heard in passing. You can’t really believe all you read, Vampires aren't supposed to exist so how can you believe all you read? Noah just knows after a while his feelings for others tends to fade. He doesn’t forget them or deem them forgettable, he just thinks of Luke and knows he’s more important and poof others tend to not matter. Noah figures it’s supposed to be like that with mates. He can be mad at Luke, but eventually it fades and then it’s as if it never happened.
Until it happens again and Luke is pleading with puppy dog eyes and blood dripping from his mouth.
He figures when they woke up together over a hundred years ago and felt that string, that invisible string that pulled them together, the one that said without saying anything, that they were forever; they’d never part, not ever. That whatever happens, whatever Luke does, Noah would never….. could never leave. Luke could grab an old woman, rip her throat out, burn an entire town to the ground and Noah would stick by him hold his hand and watch it burn.
“So we sticking around for a bit?” Luke asks taking Noah out of his musings.
Noah shakes his head ridding himself of such thoughts. “Yeah. Yeah, we’re sticking around for a bit.”
Luke smiles, lifts his arm “waitress! Do you know what you want?” Luke ask, his arm still in the air.
“Mmmm Hmmm”
“Good, let’s get this over with, before it gets too crowded in here. God, I hope the waitress smells alright.”
Noah shrugs “if not, we’ll wait till later and you can grab her.” Noah reaches for his glass of water and begins to drink, but he doesn’t miss the little smile that graces Luke’s face before he’s calling the waitress again.
End