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Chapter Twenty-Five

Heaven and Hell

Noah felt like he was floating. The only coherent thought he had was 'These drugs are something else'.

He opened his eyes and he was lying in his bed in the apartment he shared with Luke. Confusion coursed through him as he sat up and pulled the blankets off him. His feet touched the floor and he was surprised; the floor wasn't cold. The floor was always cold. He walked to his bedroom door and pulled it open. On the other side of the door was green grass and leafy trees. He was confused even more and stepped onto the grassy plain. He had never seen grass so green or sky blue. It reminded him of the Wizard of Oz; all the color was just too much. He was still barefoot and wearing just his sleep clothes. He turned around and saw that his bedroom was gone and there was rolling hills as far as he could see. The air was warm and the breeze was soft.

"Hello?" He yelled and heard his own echo answer back. He started to trudge his way through the tall grass. He could smell the lavender and wild flowers all around him. This is one hell of a dream, he thought to himself.

"Are you looking for me?" He heard behind him. He knew that voice. He turned around and saw Luke standing there. His hands were in his front pockets and one hip is sticking out. His blonde hair was slightly hanging in his face. This was the Luke he saw the coffee shop that day.

"I'm always looking for you,"

He was looking oh so good. He was the typical Luke outfit. A striped polo that showed off his defined chest and a pair of oh so right fit jeans. The warm breeze was moving through his hair and his shirt billowed. The sun was shining through his hair; he looked like an angel. He wanted so badly to pull Luke to him and kiss the air out of him. But Luke beat him to that thought.

Noah felt a hand on the back of his neck and then Luke's lips on his. The shock was short lived. Noah wrapped his arms around Luke's waist and crushed their bodies together. He felt Luke's lips hum as he moaned into Noah's kiss.

God, he missed this. He knew it was possible to miss people and places, but to miss this feeling and the sounds Luke made was something else. Luke licked across Noah's bottom lip and he let Luke inside. Noah felt a warm feeling slide across his chest and down his arms. This was exactly where he belonged.

He felt Luke and himself falling. Falling through the ground and they kept falling until they landed on their bed in their apartment. As odd as this was, Noah was not paying any attention. He was only conscious of Luke and Luke's lips. Luke rolled him into his back and he straddled Noah's waist. Noah's hands slid down to Luke's hips. Luke never broke his kiss as he ground his body against Noah's. Noah pulled his mouth away and arched his back against Luke's movements. Next thing Noah felt was Luke's lips latching onto his neck. Noah wanted to see and feel more of Luke. His hands moved up to the hem of Luke's shirt and slid under the soft fabric to meet equally soft skin. Luke's warm skin turned Noah on more than anything else possible. With one hand on Luke's back and Noah's other hand buried into the blonde's hair, he pulled Luke's lips back to his. His heart pounded in his chest and sweat beaded on his skin.

The only thought that went though Noah's head now was, 'If this is heaven, I don't ever want to wake up.'

Luke's eye lids were heavy. Heavier then they had ever been. He knew he was in the hospital. He hated hospitals. He was beginning to wonder when his next visit would be. Ever since his kidney transplant, not a year went by where he didn't spend at least a week in the hospital. He wondered how regular people managed to go through their whole lives without ever spending a night in the hospital.

He finally managed to open his eyes. He was in the hospital, but not one that he had ever seen before. It took him a few moments to remember that he collapsed in the coffee shop. He remembered Scott was there when he they took him to the hospital.

Noah.

Noah was here and he can see!

Luke sat up and looked about the room. It looked like any other hospital room. There was a small chair next to the bed. There were monitors on each side at the head of bed. The door was open and it was quiet. Way too quiet for a hospital. There was always movement, voices and sounds of monitors in a hospital; even at night. Luke had a very horror movie, damsel in distress feeling right now. He looked around the room to see if there was any hint as to what was going on. The room was dimly lit and completely bare of anything personal. No flowers, no cards, none of Luke's things. Luke sat in the bed and looked around the room. He then saw movement pass in front of his door.

"Hello?" Luke called out. He pulled the blanket off and stepped onto the floor. He could feel his body was waking up from being sedated. He could barely move at first. He stepped out into the hall and saw it was deserted. The nurses' station was empty and so were all the rooms around. He walked down the hall and turned a corner. He saw the person go down and hall and around the corner. Luke chased after them and turned with the person. If hadn't been so creeped out before he would have been now.

"Hello?"

The person stopped and turned back to face Luke.

"Noah?" Luke asked. He couldn't believe it. Noah was here with him. Noah turned and walked away. Luke chased after him. "Noah! Stop!" He turned the corner and saw Noah walking into the elevator. Luke ran toward the doors calling Noah's name. Noah stood in the middle of the elevator and he didn't move; he didn't even acknowledge Luke was there. Luke reached the doors just as they closed. Luke slammed on the doors and screamed Noah's name.

Luke looked up at the indicator above the elevator and he was going down. Luke dashed down the adjoining stairway and to the lobby. The elevator was open, but Noah was gone. Luke looked around and saw Noah walking out of the hospital. As soon as Noah passed through the door, the glass doors slammed shut and Luke ran right into them.

He pushed and pulled at the doors; they wouldn't open.

"Noah! Noah! Please! You can't leave me!"

The next six hours everyone was on edge.

Lily had called everyone in Oakdale. Casey and Maddie drove here in record time; knowing Casey, that was not hard to believe. Lily was greeted with a slightly crazed Maddie. She reminded Lily of herself when she got the news that Noah was going to have surgery. Maddie kept thinking about her two best friends in surgery and of course that led to losing them both. She would sit down and then get up several minutes later. Casey would get up with her and slowly guide her back to her chair. Lily saw the distress that Maddie was in and sat down next to her. She took her hand and held it in her lap. Maddie looked over at her best friend's mom and smiled. Lily smiled back and leaned back into her chair.

A nurse came into the waiting area about half through. Everyone looked up and their collective breath stopped for a moment.

"Noah came through everything just fine and he has been moved to recovery. Someone will come out when Luke's half is done,"

"Thank you," Holden said. He looked around the room and saw his life before him. His entire family was here for his two sons. He wasn't sure about Noah when he came into Luke's life. After Noah father tried to kill Luke, he wanted Noah to stay as a far away from Luke as he could. But he was wrong about that. Noah grounded Luke in a way that no other person could have done. Lord knows he tried his best to get Luke have goals for himself. The goodness in Noah brought out the goodness in Luke that Holden always knew was there. He had come to love Noah very much, like another son.

But after Noah's accident, Holden was transported back to the day that Luke was taken into the hospital when he was shot. He wanted Noah as far away from Luke as he could. He could see the anger coming of Noah when Luke was around him. He would see Noah tense up whenever he heard Luke's voice; like the tightening of spring just waiting to let go. The night of Christmas Eve was evidence of that. He had witnessed those important to me being hurt by those they care about far too many times to let it happen to Luke.

He had visions of Paul and Meg running through his head.

Seeing her sister making excuses for something that Paul did to her. He could see Luke doing the same thing if Noah stayed on the path that he was on. Luke loved unconditionally, almost with a blind faith that he had never seen before. He would forgive Noah anything. Seeing the pain that Meg went through over and over again with Paul, he couldn't bear to see his son go through that.

To be honest, Noah was not good enough of his son as of late.

Holden wanted so badly for Luke's faith in Noah and his recovery to be reinforced by Noah's actions and maybe now they could be.

Three hours later a doctor no one knew came into the tension filled room. He sat down next to Lily and Holden.

"I'm Dr. van Pelt and I oversaw the surgeries today. I'm happy to say that both boys came out just fine. Luke was just moved into recovery alongside Noah and they will each be moved into their own rooms in a little while. And they you will be able to see them. Don't worry. Everything is going to be just fine," the doctor gave Lily's wrist a calming squeeze and left them alone.

Noah was the first to be moved into his room. Lily followed the gurney as it went through the double doors to when he was rolled into his room. He looked so pale and small in the bed. His blanket was pulled all the way up to his chin and his hair was impossibly messed up. Lily smiled to herself as she sat next to him and lightly smoothed his hair across his forehead. He groaned slightly and settled back into his pillow.

Lily looked down at her adopted son and felt such a surge of pride that had never felt before. Don't misunderstand; she was extremely proud of all her children.

Luke was always willing to help and put others before himself.

Faith always took others feelings into consideration whenever she did anything.

Natalie, her little peacemaker, wanted everyone to be happy and away from pain.

Ethan; just him entering a room calmed everyone and his smile was infectious.

But Noah, was willing to sacrifice himself to be sure that Luke would get better. It was his decision and his alone. Even when she tried to talk to him out of it, he would not be swayed. The selfish part of her was so relieved that Luke was going to ok, but the part of her that loved her adopted son was so proud that Noah had made such a decision without any second thought.

She lightly ran her fingers through his hair; calming them both. Noah moved a bit, but stayed asleep.

"Just rest sweetie, it'll be over soon,"

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