Fic: Save Me (31/?)
Title: Save Me
Author: slayerkitty
Genre: Angst, AU
Warnings: Underage drinking
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Prompt: Yes, I filled my own prompt. Shut up. ;) You can find it Here
Characters: Luke/Reid, Luke/Noah, Other Misc characters
Disclaimer: As the World Turns and it's characters are not mine, no matter how much I enjoy playing with them. :)
Summary: You can't save me now, I'm in the grip of a hurricane...
Previous Chapters: Prologue/ 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 15/ 16/ 1l7/ 18/ 19/ 20/ 21/ 22/ 23/ 24/ 25/ 26/ 27/ 28/ 29/ 30
Author's Note: This story starts the night that Noah finds Luke in Olde Towne and takes him home. It picks up right after Noah leaves. In my head, that makes Luke 19 and Reid 30,(using the DVD of Reid around 12 yrs old as being taped in 1990). This might end up being the dirtiest thing I've ever written. *hides* Huge thank you's to my official beta for this fic, stl29tide, and alissablue for all her EPIC research. :)
Basically, I'm hijacking the Paul/Josie/Dusty plot for my purposes. Don't know who Josie is? If you visit Dusty's Wikipedia page here, you can read up on it. I'm changing mostly just the dates for the plot, so it runs alongside Luke's plot line. I will probably AU it a lot. Also, in my fic, Dusty/Josie have known each other for a few weeks, and it was Paul's idea to call in Reid (He told Dusty that it was prove Josie was faking, but in reality he wants Reid to keep his scheme going).
Reid sank into the couch with a sigh, as Katie puttered around behind him in the kitchen.
He heard the sound of cracking ice in a tray and clinking as the cubes hit each other as she dropped them into a rustling plastic bag. She walked into the living room, and set the bag on his reddening cheek.
“You’re going to have a bruise for a few days.”
“Good thing I don’t need to pose for any Christmas photos.”
“Are you really sure you’re okay?”
“I’m fine, Katie.” Reid promised. “I’ll be sore for a day or two, and have a fantastic bruise on my face, but I’m fine. I don’t even have a concussion.” He glanced at her. “Stop worrying.”
“You need someone to worry about you.”
“Katie.” He protested. She looked thoughtful. “What?”
“Luke was really upset when Dusty attacked you.”
“We’re not talking about Luke.” Reid replied, lowering the ice pack so he could glare at Katie. “Drop it.”
“Reid, the way he came to your defense…” She trailed off, ignoring his expression as she searched for the right words. “I’ve never seen him like that about anyone who wasn’t his family.”
“He and Noah got back together today, Katie.” Her face fell.
“Oh, Reid. I’m sorry.” She put a comforting hand on his arm, and he blinked at her in confusion.
“Why are you sorry?”
“Because you care about him.” He sighed, seeing she wasn’t going to let it go.
“Okay, fine. I care about him. I can’t deny it anymore.” Reid paused. “I hate it. I hate that I care about what happens to him. It’s not me. It’s not how I am.” Reid rambled. “I don’t know how to be…that guy.”
“You’re falling in love, Reid.” Katie told him. “It’s the most beautiful feeling in the world.”
“Then why do I feel like I’m crawling out of my skin?”
“Stop fighting it and just let it happen.”
“Katie…” He trailed off, and then his beeper let out it’s customary beeping sound. He glanced down at the screen. “It’s a neuro trauma. I have to get to the hospital.”
*
“What?” Luke asked.
“How did you know all that stuff about Dr. Oliver being blackmailed by Paul?” Panic shot through Luke and his mouth went dry.
How was he going to explain this?
Noah could never find out about Reid. He…it would be over between him and Noah if he did.
“I found out on accident and Reid - Dr. Oliver swore me to secrecy.”
“I can see why.”
“Yeah.” Luke breathed a sigh of relief, glad that Noah bought it.
He was going to have to be very careful.
*
Reid headed to the ER the minute he walked into the hospital, checking in with the nurse at the desk, who pointed him to an ER room.
“Dr. Oliver!” Bob Hughes called, gesturing for him to come over. “Thank you for getting here so quickly.”
“It’s my job.” Reid said.
“You look like hell. Are you up for this?”
“I’m fine, Dr. Hughes. Just point to my patient.” Reid snapped. Bob gave him a long look and then pointed to the curtain.
“In here.” Bob told him. “GSW to the head…” Reid tuned him out as they went into the room.
Lying on the gurney in front of him, bleeding from a head wound and unconscious, was Paul Ryan.
*
Noah walked Luke to his door, holding his hand tightly.
“I’m glad we worked it out.” Noah told him. Luke turned around to face him. “I missed you.”
“Same here.” Luke whispered. Noah grinned and pressed a kiss to his lips. Luke couldn’t help but pull Noah to him, deepening the kiss. Noah broke away, startled, searching Luke’s gaze.
“I don’t think anyone’s home.” Luke said quietly. “Stay.” Noah’s eyes widened at his tone, and Luke knew that Noah realized what he was implying.
“Luke, I…” Luke kissed him again, cutting him off.
“Please, Noah.” He murmured against Noah’s lips.
“I’m not saying no, Luke…just not tonight.” Noah pulled away again.
“We’ve waited so long already.” Luke sighed. Noah put his hand under Luke’s chin and lifted his head. Luke met his gaze and he hoped that Noah couldn’t see the guilt in his eyes.
“Soon.” Noah kissed him again and then backed away, giving him a little wave as he left.
Luke watched as Jade passed Noah on the walk, approaching him.
“So you two are…”
“Back together.” Luke told her, flashing a half-hearted smile.
“So why do you look like someone just died?”
Author: slayerkitty
Genre: Angst, AU
Warnings: Underage drinking
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Prompt: Yes, I filled my own prompt. Shut up. ;) You can find it Here
Characters: Luke/Reid, Luke/Noah, Other Misc characters
Disclaimer: As the World Turns and it's characters are not mine, no matter how much I enjoy playing with them. :)
Summary: You can't save me now, I'm in the grip of a hurricane...
Previous Chapters: Prologue/ 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ 11/ 12/ 13/ 14/ 15/ 16/ 1l7/ 18/ 19/ 20/ 21/ 22/ 23/ 24/ 25/ 26/ 27/ 28/ 29/ 30
Author's Note: This story starts the night that Noah finds Luke in Olde Towne and takes him home. It picks up right after Noah leaves. In my head, that makes Luke 19 and Reid 30,(using the DVD of Reid around 12 yrs old as being taped in 1990). This might end up being the dirtiest thing I've ever written. *hides* Huge thank you's to my official beta for this fic, stl29tide, and alissablue for all her EPIC research. :)
Basically, I'm hijacking the Paul/Josie/Dusty plot for my purposes. Don't know who Josie is? If you visit Dusty's Wikipedia page here, you can read up on it. I'm changing mostly just the dates for the plot, so it runs alongside Luke's plot line. I will probably AU it a lot. Also, in my fic, Dusty/Josie have known each other for a few weeks, and it was Paul's idea to call in Reid (He told Dusty that it was prove Josie was faking, but in reality he wants Reid to keep his scheme going).
Reid sank into the couch with a sigh, as Katie puttered around behind him in the kitchen.
He heard the sound of cracking ice in a tray and clinking as the cubes hit each other as she dropped them into a rustling plastic bag. She walked into the living room, and set the bag on his reddening cheek.
“You’re going to have a bruise for a few days.”
“Good thing I don’t need to pose for any Christmas photos.”
“Are you really sure you’re okay?”
“I’m fine, Katie.” Reid promised. “I’ll be sore for a day or two, and have a fantastic bruise on my face, but I’m fine. I don’t even have a concussion.” He glanced at her. “Stop worrying.”
“You need someone to worry about you.”
“Katie.” He protested. She looked thoughtful. “What?”
“Luke was really upset when Dusty attacked you.”
“We’re not talking about Luke.” Reid replied, lowering the ice pack so he could glare at Katie. “Drop it.”
“Reid, the way he came to your defense…” She trailed off, ignoring his expression as she searched for the right words. “I’ve never seen him like that about anyone who wasn’t his family.”
“He and Noah got back together today, Katie.” Her face fell.
“Oh, Reid. I’m sorry.” She put a comforting hand on his arm, and he blinked at her in confusion.
“Why are you sorry?”
“Because you care about him.” He sighed, seeing she wasn’t going to let it go.
“Okay, fine. I care about him. I can’t deny it anymore.” Reid paused. “I hate it. I hate that I care about what happens to him. It’s not me. It’s not how I am.” Reid rambled. “I don’t know how to be…that guy.”
“You’re falling in love, Reid.” Katie told him. “It’s the most beautiful feeling in the world.”
“Then why do I feel like I’m crawling out of my skin?”
“Stop fighting it and just let it happen.”
“Katie…” He trailed off, and then his beeper let out it’s customary beeping sound. He glanced down at the screen. “It’s a neuro trauma. I have to get to the hospital.”
*
“What?” Luke asked.
“How did you know all that stuff about Dr. Oliver being blackmailed by Paul?” Panic shot through Luke and his mouth went dry.
How was he going to explain this?
Noah could never find out about Reid. He…it would be over between him and Noah if he did.
“I found out on accident and Reid - Dr. Oliver swore me to secrecy.”
“I can see why.”
“Yeah.” Luke breathed a sigh of relief, glad that Noah bought it.
He was going to have to be very careful.
*
Reid headed to the ER the minute he walked into the hospital, checking in with the nurse at the desk, who pointed him to an ER room.
“Dr. Oliver!” Bob Hughes called, gesturing for him to come over. “Thank you for getting here so quickly.”
“It’s my job.” Reid said.
“You look like hell. Are you up for this?”
“I’m fine, Dr. Hughes. Just point to my patient.” Reid snapped. Bob gave him a long look and then pointed to the curtain.
“In here.” Bob told him. “GSW to the head…” Reid tuned him out as they went into the room.
Lying on the gurney in front of him, bleeding from a head wound and unconscious, was Paul Ryan.
*
Noah walked Luke to his door, holding his hand tightly.
“I’m glad we worked it out.” Noah told him. Luke turned around to face him. “I missed you.”
“Same here.” Luke whispered. Noah grinned and pressed a kiss to his lips. Luke couldn’t help but pull Noah to him, deepening the kiss. Noah broke away, startled, searching Luke’s gaze.
“I don’t think anyone’s home.” Luke said quietly. “Stay.” Noah’s eyes widened at his tone, and Luke knew that Noah realized what he was implying.
“Luke, I…” Luke kissed him again, cutting him off.
“Please, Noah.” He murmured against Noah’s lips.
“I’m not saying no, Luke…just not tonight.” Noah pulled away again.
“We’ve waited so long already.” Luke sighed. Noah put his hand under Luke’s chin and lifted his head. Luke met his gaze and he hoped that Noah couldn’t see the guilt in his eyes.
“Soon.” Noah kissed him again and then backed away, giving him a little wave as he left.
Luke watched as Jade passed Noah on the walk, approaching him.
“So you two are…”
“Back together.” Luke told her, flashing a half-hearted smile.
“So why do you look like someone just died?”