Luke opened his eyes slowly. His head felt like a sloshing fishbowl, and his eyes weren't focused; he couldn't see anything clearly but he could feel the soft mattress under his back. It was different than the cramped cot he had been in earlier. He wondered where that went. Had he gotten better? Had his mother and siblings taken him home, to his own bed? He prayed that was the case.

Slowly sitting up he studied his surroundings, as his vision was becoming clearer. There were two twin beds in the room: the one he was on, and an untouched one. They both sported the same tacky print bedspread with a cheap wooden nightstand in between them. The TV in front of the beds was playing a Texas Rangers game, and the bathroom door around the corner was closed, but the light was on and there was movement from inside.

Suddenly, it became very clear where he was.

This was the hotel that he and Reid had stayed in, when the doctor had to return to Dallas to fix the charges of malpractice he'd been accused of. This was the place where their relationship had taken a turn—for better than worse. This was the place where they had first kissed, and while Luke may have been taken off guard, and hadn't really shared the kiss, it still counted as their first.

This was a special memory that Luke kept in the back of his mind, always. But why he was here now, was a mystery. Why would his mom take him from Oakdale to Dallas, especially to this hotel, and this room? Something was not right, Luke knew that much. Now frightened, Luke rose to his feet—but slowly. He was anticipating the pain that would follow. His whole body had been in pain for the past month, which meant he had to be careful with his movements.

To add to the mystery: Luke felt nothing when he stood up. It was as easy as it was before he got sick. No pain, no nothing.

"Oh no," He said, a little too loudly, and looked at himself in the reflection of the mirror hanging on the wall. Was he…he could be…he had to be—

"Luke?"

Luke spun around and ran to Reid, falling into his arms, and holding onto him tightly. Tears escaped his eyes and he sobbed into his lover's shoulder. Reid clung to him just as tight, and rubbed his back as Luke broke down in his arms.

"Sssh, sssh Luke, it's alright, it's okay."

"I love you," Luke whispered, but his voice was husky with tears, "I love you so much."