Sparks and Gasoline (New Multi-Chapter Fic) 1/?
Title: Sparks and Gasoline
Summary: Luke and Reid grew up together, but neither had liked the other. Reid moved away for college then, and Luke never saw him again. Sixteen years later, Luke is the editor in chief of the local newspaper, Oakdaily. When a corporation decides to take over Oakdale Memorial, Luke becomes suspicious and starts investigating. Then unexpectedly, Bob decides to retire and hire Reid Oliver to come back to town. Hijinks ensue as Luke is convinced Reid has something to do with the corruption and mystery. What will happen when sparks and gasoline meet?
Rating: Will be anywhere from G to NC-17. Individual ratings per chapter. 1st chapter: PG
Pairings: Luke/Reid, many other characters will make appearances, including made up ones.
Warning: This is a multi-chapter fic. I’ve never abandoned one before and I don’t plan to on this one, because I really love the idea. There will be a lot of angst/hijinks/snarkiness between Luke/Reid before they get to sexy times.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A/N: I just finished my bigbang which was 97 pages long! Woohoo. So while I’m getting that beta’d and whatnot, I decided I was going to start another multi-chapter fic. This one is AU. Reid is only four years older than Luke in this. Reid grew up in Oakdale, but moved to Vermont when he was 18 years old to go to school. He has returned sixteen years later to take over as Chief of Staff at Oakdale Memorial at Bob Hughes behest. Reid is getting to know the town again, his family, and the inhabitants, a certain young blonde man, in particular.
Luke was convinced that this story would be his breakthrough. He had been working on this story for months. It had all started when news came out that an unheard of corporation, with no prior history before that year, was buying out the hospital. Luke was suspicious, and when two of the doctors who were against the sale ended up in the morgue, Luke was convinced.
He and his staff had been working on this story for two months now.
“Hey, Luke. Any leads?”
Luke looked up to see one of his reporters at his desk.
“Unfortunately no, the last one was a dead end.”
“Well, I’m sure something will turn up. I’m going to the airport to meet Bob’s replacement.”
Luke rubbed his neck,
“Really? I thought Bob was sticking around to make the transition. That’s the last I had heard.”
“I’m the investigative journalist, Luke. I have my connections. I found out from some of the nurses that Bob asked someone to come back to Oakdale. Apparently, the new guy, isn’t so new. He grew up here.”
Luke put his feet on the ground then. There weren’t too many former Oakdale residents that Bob would insist on being his new chief of staff. He knew instinctively it would be Reid Oliver.
Luke stood up.
“I’m coming with you. I’d love to meet the new chief of staff. Maybe he can shed some light on the state of the hospital.”
Amber just looked at him warily,
“Since when do you ever willingly go on location?”
“Since now.”
Luke was walking out the door then and didn’t notice the odd expression on his employee’s face.
Luke leaned against his Maserati , a gift from his father. He always felt pretentious when driving it, but it got him from point A to point B, so he didn’t complain too much.
The sun was just starting to set and a cool breeze blew across the tarmac.
Suddenly a private jet was landing that had the name Invicta on the side.
Luke arched his eyebrow and smirked, of course Reid Oliver would be in a private jet.
Luke had a flashback to growing up. He and Reid had met when he was seven.
Lily and Holden had planned a trip and Reid’s parents agreed to watch Luke and his baby sister, Faith while they were gone.
They lived only about four houses away from each other.
Luke can remember Reid being forced to walk him to school and hating every minute of it.
Reid was either throwing dirt at him and making him cry, or walking too fast for him to keep up and rolling his eyes at the stupid child he was stuck with.
The steps were lowering then and Luke snapped out of the memories coursing through his brain.
Luke watched as Reid stepped out and walked down the steps.
He had on a white linen suit and Luke could tell he had on designer sunglasses.
He looked extremely good, though. Luke couldn’t deny how attractive Reid was, and had always been.
Reid took one look at him and stepped forward.
Suddenly Luke was very nervous. He wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans and stepped forward.
“So, I take it you are the chauffeur to take me to the hospital?”
Reid threw his bags in the back of the gar and slid in the passenger seat.
Luke just stared at him flabbergasted.
“Anytime today would be lovely. I’d like to catch my flight back to Vermont sometime this century.”
“I’m not your chauffer, Reid.”
Reid took his designer glasses off then and looked at him,
“Am I supposed to know you?”
“It’s me, Luke.”
Reid just shook his head,
“Luke? Luke who? Skywalker? Wilson?”
“Luke Snyder.”
Reid got out of the car then.
“Well, I’ll be damned. You’re Luke Snyder?”
Reid looked him up and down then and got a wolfish grin on his face.
Luke was suddenly uncomfortable and his shirt felt to tighten and constrict his breathing.
“Yes, I’m Luke Snyder. I’m not here as your chauffer.”
“So why are you here greeting my plane?”
“I was just here to ask you some questions about your new position at the hospital.”
“I can’t answer any of those.”
“Why not?”
“Because I haven’t even decided if I am going to stay around. I’m just here to meet with Bob Hughes and get a tour of the facilities and why the hell is hospital business any of your business?”
“I’m the editor in chief of Oakdaily.”
“Really? Mommy and Daddy bought you your own business so you could feel important?”
“No, you asshat. I started my way from the bottom in college and ended up as the editor in chief the legitimate way.”
“Is that also how you got his ridiculously expensive car?”
“That is none of your damn business. Plus, how do you know it’s ridiculously expensive?”
“I’m wearing $500 designer sunglasses, Luke. I know.”
“I have no idea how much it cost. It was a gift.”
“Are you telling me you’re a kept man, Luke? Who’s the lucky sugar momma?”
“I got the car from my father, Reid. And I’m no kept man. I work for everything on my own. Plus, even if I wanted to be one, I’d be looking for a sugar daddy, not a sugar momma.”
Luke didn’t even know why he was telling Reid any of this.
Luke could tell he surprised Reid with that confession, because a look of shock temporarily covered Reid’s face. It was so quickly covered up though, Luke thought he may have imagined it.
“Just so you know that car you’re driving costs $700,000 and since you are here and no one else, you can just make a quick stop at the hospital.”
Reid got back in and sat down.
Luke couldn’t believe the audacity of Reid. He was still exactly the same as he was when they were growing up. Holier than thou, pretentious, arrogant, and cocky.
Luke just rolled his eyes and slipped his own designer shades on and started the car.
He turned back to see Amber who had seen the whole thing laughing at his dilemma. She got in her SUV and drove away, leaving Luke to take Reid to the hospital.
That little bitch. I’m going to get her back.
Ten minutes later, they pulled up to the front entrance of the hospital.
Reid stepped out, grabbed his bags from back, and threw a ten-dollar bill at him.
“I don’t need your money, Oliver.”
“I know, but I felt bad since you don’t have a sugar daddy to take care of you and put you in nice clothes.”
“What the hell is wrong with what I’m wearing?”
Luke looked down to see a gray t-shirt, jeans, and black shoes.
“Nothing, if you want to look like a 20 year old frat guy.”
Reid turned then and walked into the hospital.
Luke was left speechless with his mouth hanging open at one Dr. Reid Oliver.
Luke snapped out of it when he heard a horn behind him.
He put the car in gear then and headed to the newspaper.
There was a certain precocious blonde woman he needed to have a few words with.
Summary: Luke and Reid grew up together, but neither had liked the other. Reid moved away for college then, and Luke never saw him again. Sixteen years later, Luke is the editor in chief of the local newspaper, Oakdaily. When a corporation decides to take over Oakdale Memorial, Luke becomes suspicious and starts investigating. Then unexpectedly, Bob decides to retire and hire Reid Oliver to come back to town. Hijinks ensue as Luke is convinced Reid has something to do with the corruption and mystery. What will happen when sparks and gasoline meet?
Rating: Will be anywhere from G to NC-17. Individual ratings per chapter. 1st chapter: PG
Pairings: Luke/Reid, many other characters will make appearances, including made up ones.
Warning: This is a multi-chapter fic. I’ve never abandoned one before and I don’t plan to on this one, because I really love the idea. There will be a lot of angst/hijinks/snarkiness between Luke/Reid before they get to sexy times.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
A/N: I just finished my bigbang which was 97 pages long! Woohoo. So while I’m getting that beta’d and whatnot, I decided I was going to start another multi-chapter fic. This one is AU. Reid is only four years older than Luke in this. Reid grew up in Oakdale, but moved to Vermont when he was 18 years old to go to school. He has returned sixteen years later to take over as Chief of Staff at Oakdale Memorial at Bob Hughes behest. Reid is getting to know the town again, his family, and the inhabitants, a certain young blonde man, in particular.
Luke was convinced that this story would be his breakthrough. He had been working on this story for months. It had all started when news came out that an unheard of corporation, with no prior history before that year, was buying out the hospital. Luke was suspicious, and when two of the doctors who were against the sale ended up in the morgue, Luke was convinced.
He and his staff had been working on this story for two months now.
“Hey, Luke. Any leads?”
Luke looked up to see one of his reporters at his desk.
“Unfortunately no, the last one was a dead end.”
“Well, I’m sure something will turn up. I’m going to the airport to meet Bob’s replacement.”
Luke rubbed his neck,
“Really? I thought Bob was sticking around to make the transition. That’s the last I had heard.”
“I’m the investigative journalist, Luke. I have my connections. I found out from some of the nurses that Bob asked someone to come back to Oakdale. Apparently, the new guy, isn’t so new. He grew up here.”
Luke put his feet on the ground then. There weren’t too many former Oakdale residents that Bob would insist on being his new chief of staff. He knew instinctively it would be Reid Oliver.
Luke stood up.
“I’m coming with you. I’d love to meet the new chief of staff. Maybe he can shed some light on the state of the hospital.”
Amber just looked at him warily,
“Since when do you ever willingly go on location?”
“Since now.”
Luke was walking out the door then and didn’t notice the odd expression on his employee’s face.
Luke leaned against his Maserati , a gift from his father. He always felt pretentious when driving it, but it got him from point A to point B, so he didn’t complain too much.
The sun was just starting to set and a cool breeze blew across the tarmac.
Suddenly a private jet was landing that had the name Invicta on the side.
Luke arched his eyebrow and smirked, of course Reid Oliver would be in a private jet.
Luke had a flashback to growing up. He and Reid had met when he was seven.
Lily and Holden had planned a trip and Reid’s parents agreed to watch Luke and his baby sister, Faith while they were gone.
They lived only about four houses away from each other.
Luke can remember Reid being forced to walk him to school and hating every minute of it.
Reid was either throwing dirt at him and making him cry, or walking too fast for him to keep up and rolling his eyes at the stupid child he was stuck with.
The steps were lowering then and Luke snapped out of the memories coursing through his brain.
Luke watched as Reid stepped out and walked down the steps.
He had on a white linen suit and Luke could tell he had on designer sunglasses.
He looked extremely good, though. Luke couldn’t deny how attractive Reid was, and had always been.
Reid took one look at him and stepped forward.
Suddenly Luke was very nervous. He wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans and stepped forward.
“So, I take it you are the chauffeur to take me to the hospital?”
Reid threw his bags in the back of the gar and slid in the passenger seat.
Luke just stared at him flabbergasted.
“Anytime today would be lovely. I’d like to catch my flight back to Vermont sometime this century.”
“I’m not your chauffer, Reid.”
Reid took his designer glasses off then and looked at him,
“Am I supposed to know you?”
“It’s me, Luke.”
Reid just shook his head,
“Luke? Luke who? Skywalker? Wilson?”
“Luke Snyder.”
Reid got out of the car then.
“Well, I’ll be damned. You’re Luke Snyder?”
Reid looked him up and down then and got a wolfish grin on his face.
Luke was suddenly uncomfortable and his shirt felt to tighten and constrict his breathing.
“Yes, I’m Luke Snyder. I’m not here as your chauffer.”
“So why are you here greeting my plane?”
“I was just here to ask you some questions about your new position at the hospital.”
“I can’t answer any of those.”
“Why not?”
“Because I haven’t even decided if I am going to stay around. I’m just here to meet with Bob Hughes and get a tour of the facilities and why the hell is hospital business any of your business?”
“I’m the editor in chief of Oakdaily.”
“Really? Mommy and Daddy bought you your own business so you could feel important?”
“No, you asshat. I started my way from the bottom in college and ended up as the editor in chief the legitimate way.”
“Is that also how you got his ridiculously expensive car?”
“That is none of your damn business. Plus, how do you know it’s ridiculously expensive?”
“I’m wearing $500 designer sunglasses, Luke. I know.”
“I have no idea how much it cost. It was a gift.”
“Are you telling me you’re a kept man, Luke? Who’s the lucky sugar momma?”
“I got the car from my father, Reid. And I’m no kept man. I work for everything on my own. Plus, even if I wanted to be one, I’d be looking for a sugar daddy, not a sugar momma.”
Luke didn’t even know why he was telling Reid any of this.
Luke could tell he surprised Reid with that confession, because a look of shock temporarily covered Reid’s face. It was so quickly covered up though, Luke thought he may have imagined it.
“Just so you know that car you’re driving costs $700,000 and since you are here and no one else, you can just make a quick stop at the hospital.”
Reid got back in and sat down.
Luke couldn’t believe the audacity of Reid. He was still exactly the same as he was when they were growing up. Holier than thou, pretentious, arrogant, and cocky.
Luke just rolled his eyes and slipped his own designer shades on and started the car.
He turned back to see Amber who had seen the whole thing laughing at his dilemma. She got in her SUV and drove away, leaving Luke to take Reid to the hospital.
That little bitch. I’m going to get her back.
Ten minutes later, they pulled up to the front entrance of the hospital.
Reid stepped out, grabbed his bags from back, and threw a ten-dollar bill at him.
“I don’t need your money, Oliver.”
“I know, but I felt bad since you don’t have a sugar daddy to take care of you and put you in nice clothes.”
“What the hell is wrong with what I’m wearing?”
Luke looked down to see a gray t-shirt, jeans, and black shoes.
“Nothing, if you want to look like a 20 year old frat guy.”
Reid turned then and walked into the hospital.
Luke was left speechless with his mouth hanging open at one Dr. Reid Oliver.
Luke snapped out of it when he heard a horn behind him.
He put the car in gear then and headed to the newspaper.
There was a certain precocious blonde woman he needed to have a few words with.