Title: Collided Angels
Summery: Luke and Noah meet in rehab...
Chapter 2: The Angel reappears
Author: Fallen Angel
Rating: PG
Warnings: AU, English is not my native language so there might be spelling and grammar mistakes!
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of Fallen Angel.., No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's note: I don't really know what to say... I hope that you like it... or maybe not but a little bit more of Noah's past are reviled...

I don't know if people read this story or not... I am going to write it anyway and if people comment, that would make me happy... but it is up to you...

Chapter 2 – The Angel Reappears

Noah had found a "nice" rehab center that was located about 3 miles from Chicago. The brochure looked promising; it had a picture of an old house, almost like a castle and they specialized in drugs and alcohol, know he was on his way, trying to change the life he had let fallen apart.

Of course Noah had thought this though a lot, and at first he had tried to ignore is dream that he got when he was drugs, almost dying. He had tried to push it a side, convincing himself that he didn't need to change, he was happy as he was living right now, that there was no reason for him to change, but then the dreams came…

At first it was only about Luke, the same scenes over and over again, the same one that he got when he passed out, and he was fine having those dreams. Those he could live with, without changing his life. He could have a pure moment of bliss before facing reality and that felt good, so why change his life?

Then the dreams started to get worse, his worst nightmare over and over again. He started to dream about the time when he was out fighting in the war, when he saw his friends getting killed. One by one the slowly entered his dreams, a different person each day and no matter how much he drank, or how much drugs he took, it didn't help, at all. He was stuck with no way out… except rehab.

So here he was, sitting on a train, towards what would change his life, to make it a new, clean and fresh page.

Soon Noah was fast asleep and he found himself in a pleasant sleep, no nightmares and no Luke. Just a simple peace and quiet, like his whole body started to prepare for what was going to come.

*****

"Here we are Mr. Mayer" The driver said as they stopped outside the big mansion.

"Thank you" Noah murmured politely, but inside he was terrified. He didn't even know what he really was doing there, but this place felt like the right place.

He knew that after a few weeks all people inside that house would know every single damn thing there was too knew about Noah Mayer and that scared him. There was stuff that he simply didn't talk about, not to anyone. No matter how good friends they were, there was never anyone he had opened up to completely, with no obstacles in the way.

Here we go, all or nothing this time…

He got a look at the house again before out of the car, and he had to admit that it was a beautiful house; especially that it was an old and antique house.

He took his stuff out of the car and started to walk over the hard payment, his footsteps echoing out in the cold dark night. At least there was someone home since there was light shining out from the windows.

He knocked at the door three times, trying to calm himself down in the process and very soon he could hear footsteps coming closer.

Very soon the door opened and Noah had expected that the door would creak but it didn't. At the door stood a woman with a smile, she looked very sweet, innocent in a way. She had long brown hair with green eyes, and they were warm and welcoming ad Noah couldn't help to smile a little bit.

"Hi, you must be Noah" the woman said.

"Yes, that me"

"Come in, Come in" She said and almost dragged him inside, like she was afraid that he was going to run at the very first opportunity that came. "I'm Stacy by the way" she added

"Nice to meet you to" Noah answered, looking at his feet for a moment, feeling a little out of place.

"I'm going to show you to your room since it is late and I'm sure that you're exhausted so we will talk about detail in the morning, does that sound good? Stacy said in a soft voice.

Noah was in shock for a moment, this woman, this Stacy asked for his opinion? Never in his whole life had anyone asked what he thought. He was used to be ordered around it was Noah do this, do that. When you lived with the coronal your opinion didn't matter at all, and there was no different in the military, you either took did as order of you ordered someone else around. That was how it was, clean and simple.

Even when he was out with his friends which most of them was military guys also, no one ever asked him about his thoughts or a feeling so having this Stacy asking him was something completely new to Noah.

"Yeah, that sounds good" He manage to answer back.

"Follow me" Stacy said and started to walk away and Noah followed quietly.

She led him into something that looked like a living room; the furniture's here was old, like the rest of the house. "Wait here. I'll just have to check which room we are placing you in"

"Okay "He relied back and started to look around in the room. There were a set of couch and chairs in the middle of the room, in front of them where a large television. Something Noah didn't expect in this old mansion. There were a couple of tables place around the room but that was kind of it, even if the room was huge.

He saw two boys and a girl in about the same ages as himself sitting around a table, whispering and at the same time glancing at him. He saw another boy sitting by the window, with something that looked like a journal and the boy was writing, Noah could hear the pen as he boy wrote. There was something familiar about him and Noah felt himself draw to the person.

"Noah" Stacy interrupted and as fast as the spell had come, it went away and Noah found himself feeling very lost all of a sudden, but he had no idea why… "Okay… So I found who you're going to share room with and he is going to show you where it is"

"What, Wait, did you say share room? I thought that we were going to have an own room" He didn't want to share a room with anyone, he hadn't done that in a long time and to sleep in the same as a stranger wasn't going too happened.

"Yes you're right, but we had an accident a couple of days ago so the third floor has been sealed off for the moment and we don't have enough from for everyone to have their own at the moment so we decided that it was best if everyone shared with someone one. We don't want anyone getting any special treatment so this is for the best. It's only for a few weeks, and I don't think that it will be that bad Noah. You might even get a friend out of this"

"I doubt that" Noah said quietly but he couldn't leave.

Noah Mayer had never said no to a challenge before, and he was not going to start now because that he got scared. He was going to do this no matter what, even if he had to share room with some idiot.

"Luke" Stacy yelled loud and the boy who sat by the window looked up from his journal.

What did she say? No… did she really say Luke? No that's impossible…

The boy jumped down from the window and started walking toward them. If Noah was in shock before it was nothing compare what he was as the boy approached them. Noah couldn't help to gasp; it was all too bizarre because the boy that now stood in front of him was no less than the Luke that he had been dreaming about; the angel that saved his life. How was that possible?

"Luke, this is Noah. Noah – Luke" Stacy said. "He is going to be your new roommate" – As if things couldn't get any worse. He was charring room with Luke.

"Come on Noah" Luke said and his voice was the sound of an angel's voice. It sounded so sweet and caring at the same time but Noah had seen in Luke's eyes that he had no idea who he was and how could he? All right he had been dreaming about this guy for over a month but to actually meet him in real life, that was just so… crazy.

All right he had been dying but this… stuff like that didn't happened… in movies – yes but in reality – no they freaking did not happened.

"Noah" Luke said again and brought him back to reality.

O god… this is really happening, isn't it? He is real, as real as a human comes and he is in the same rehab as I…

****

Noah was lying in his bed, not able to sleep. Luke had shown in his room to three seconds later be gone again. Noah had unpacked him stuff and later trying to get some sleep but it didn't really work. He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened, Luke was a living person, but that didn't have to mean at he was guy or interested in him.

They were in a rehab for god's sake; people don't have time for love here. They are here to fix problems not to create new one, like falling in love with someone.

But Noah wanted that, he wanted Luke but at the same time he was scared. In the dream Luke had been fine, he wasn't messed up, he was a normal human being like everyone else with no worries. Why on earth would Luke want him? No one wanted him…

His thoughts were soon interrupted by the door and a second later Luke stepped in. He saw how Luke got this his bed but he still hadn't turned on the light or anything. It surprised Noah that Luke could even find anything.

"You know, you can turn the light on if you want to, I'm not asleep" Noah whispered, breaking the silence. He heard an O slipping out from Luke's mouth and soon the bed lap on the table was lighting up the room.

"I didn't mean to wake you" Luke said in an apologizing voice. "Sorry"

"You didn't wake me Luke so there is nothing to apologize for in the first place" Noah replied looking up at the sealing. He really didn't want to look at Luke if he could help himself.

"Right" Luke said as he claimed under the covers but he didn't turn of the light. Instead he took out another journal out if his night draw with a pen and started writing.

"I noticed that there was lying one in my draw to. Is there someone that forgot it here or?" Noah asked, trying to break ice.

"No, no one forgot it. Every patient get one when they arrives. We're meant to write in them everyday" Luke said as he continued to write.

"Like what?" Noah asked a little puzzled.

"I don't know. Anything I guess… It doesn't really matter what we write in them, no one is going to read them anyway but it's supposes to help us in our recovery. "

Noah looked at the journal in his hand. He was amazed how easy Luke could use words, when he himself always struggled what to say.

It couldn't hurt to write, could it? Maybe just one sentence like: I have arrived?

Noah opened the book at starred at the blank page in front of him trying to think out what to write but the word didn't seem to come at all.
He glanced over to Luke's bed; he had turned off his lamp and was now sleeping.

He looks like an angel, doesn't he?

He kept glancing over at Luke, and then to the paper, and suddenly the word just flew out of him. Luke was the completely opposite unlike Noah's last real boyfriend John… Just thinking of him made Noah's blood to boil. It was John who had introduce Noah to drugs, to try to get more and more money out of Noah that he got from the army when he returned as a hero according to them anyway and since he was Winston Mayer's son, he had to be rewarded for his actions.

Who am I?
What have I become?

I am everything I hate
I am everything I wished never to be

what happened?
What went wrong?

Oh, that's right.
You came along.

Noah didn't even know why he had even thought of John, after all of this years but in a way he was fighting John, trying to fight this poison that was in his mind and body. Trying to fight John… Now that was not going to be easy…