Lily was sleeping when she heard somebody urgently ringing the doorbell. She groaned and got out of bed. Who the hell was at the door this late at night? She made her way downstairs and opened the door. A sobbing Luke flung himself into her arms. "Luke, baby, what's wrong?" she asked as her son cried into her shoulder.

"He-he kicked m-me out," Luke stuttered.

"Oh God, come inside honey. Tell me what happened." Lily closed the door behind Luke then wrapper her arms around his shoulders. "Let's go in the living room." She gently guided her son to the couch and the pair sat down. "Now, why did Reid kick you out?" Luke then told his mother what had transpired an hour before. When he was finished, Lily pulled her son into another hug. "Oh baby, I'm so sorry!"

"H-he was s-so m-m-mad at m-me!" Luke sobbed.

"Maybe you should go talk to him tomorrow. He might have calmed down by then," Lily suggested. Luke just nodded. "Okay, well why don't you stay here tonight and get things sorted out in the morning?" Luke nodded again and hugged Lily.

"Th-thanks m-mom," he said.

After Lily had made sure Luke was settled, she went to her room and grabbed her clothes. She stopped by Luke's room when she was finished to make sure he was asleep. Then she went downstairs grabbed her keys and headed for the Lakeview.

Pounding on his door woke Noah from his sleep. He had an excruciating headache and wasn't too happy that somebody was knocking at his door at 1 in the morning. He slowly got out of bed and ambled to the door. When he opened it, Lily came storming in past him. "Lily?" Noah grumbled, closing the door.

Lily whipped around to glare at Noah. "How. Dare you," she said coldly. My son came home at midnight because Reid kicked him out of their apartment!"

Noah looked at Lily with panic on his face. "I-I'm sorry Lily," he began.

"No! You didn't come to Oakdale for a visit, did you Noah?" Lily demanded.

Noah looked at his feet. "No," he mumbled.

"Thought so. Okay, here is what's going to happen. You will sleep off your hangover and then I want you out of Oakdale by 10 PM tonight. Do you understand?"

"But I don't have a plane ticket for that yet…" Noah began.

"Then figure out how to get one. Noah, I love you like a son. You know that. But Luke's extremely distraught and upset. Reid thinks that you two had planned on sleeping together and that's why you came. But that's not it is it? You thought Luke would come back to you. Noah, you screwed things up with Luke long ago and even though Reid accepted Luke, I watched my son struggle to get over you and what you had done. So I want you out of Oakdale."

"Okay…Lily. I'm sorry," Noah replied.

"Good. Now get back to bed. You look like hell." With that, Lily let herself out.

The next morning, Luke woke up in his childhood bedroom. He was confused for a second and then everything came crashing down. Reid had kicked him out because of Noah. Luke jumped out of bed and threw on some clothes from his duffle. Then he ran downstairs. "Luke, you're up," Lily said.

"Not now mom. I got to go talk to Reid," Luke said.

"Good luck," was all Lily said back.

At the hospital, Reid was talking to a nurse about a patient's chart. Out of the corner of his eye he saw that Luke had arrived. He finished up with the nurse and then dismissed her. Then he turned to look at Luke. "Mr. Snyder," he said coolly. Luke inwardly flinched.

"Reid…I need to talk to you," Luke began.

"No. You don't. Get out Mr. Snyder, before I call security."

"But…"

"Get. Out," Reid practically shouted. Luke's face fell and he slowly nodded.

Around 9 that night, Reid was just returning from his shift. He was starving and intended to make himself a sandwich. When he got home, Reid was surprised to find Luke sitting on the couch. "Luke, what the hell are you doing here?"

"I needed to see you. Reid, please let me explain."

"No. I don't want to here it, Luke. You were kissing Mr. Mayer!"

"No I wasn't," Luke cried.

"Ha! Get out Luke. I know what I saw!" Reid yelled. Luke knew that it was useless. Reid wasn't going to listen to him anytime soon. Defeated, he got up off the couch and fled the apartment. Reid watched him go and then went into the kitchen to make dinner.

Luke was beyond upset. He couldn't believe that the man he loved wouldn't listen to him. How did things happen this way? The urge for a drink welled up in Luke and he pulled into a liquor store. Five minutes later, Luke was walking back to his car with a bottle of vodka in his hands. He sat in his car for a moment and then made his way back home.

Quietly, Luke opened the door to his mother's house and slowly went up to his bedroom. He just wanted to forget any of this had happened. Luke had gone through so much in his young life that this was the last straw. Luke couldn't live without Reid. He knew that it was cruel to have to make his mother find him but Luke just couldn't do this anymore. He had been thinking about how he would off himself painlessly for the last hour.

Luke went into his mother's bathroom and stole her bottle of sleeping pills. Then he went to his bathroom and started popping one pill after another while drowning it with vodka. Soon, Luke began to feel woozy and lightheaded but he wasn't finished. Then Luke did something unimaginable. He pulled out a knife and drew it across both of his wrists.

Lily was washing the dishes when she happened to glance outside. I didn't know Luke was home she thought to herself. "Luke?" Lily called, drying her hands on a dishtowel. There wasn't an answer. Concerned, Lily made her way upstairs. Looking into Luke's room she wasn't able to see her son. "Luke, are you home?" Then she noticed the door slightly ajar. Lily walked into Luke's room, opened the door and screamed. Luke was passed out on the floor, a half empty bottle of vodka at his feet, her sleeping pills by his head and he was bleeding from the wrists. Oh God! Luke!" Lily cried. She ran over to her son and placed two fingers on his neck. He had a pulse but it was barely there. Lily stood up and whipped out her cell.

"9-1-1, what is your emergency?"

At the hospital, Luke was getting his stomach pumped and his wrists bandaged up. Lily had called Holden and they were both in the waiting room waiting for Dr. Williams to tell them what was going on. Lily was pacing the room while Holden sat in a chair with his head in his hands. Just then, Dr. Williams came in. "Holden? Lily?" she said.

Holden looked up. "How is he?"

"Well he's stabilized. We got the pills and vodka out of his system. He's lost a lot of blood though and his kidney is infected."

Lily gasped. "Oh God, will he be okay?"

"It's hard to say…we got his pulse back to normal but he's unconscious. We won't fully know how he is until he wakes up."

"Can we see him?" Holden asked.

"Certainly."

Reid arrived at the hospital to start his morning shift. First, however, he went downstairs to the cafeteria to get some coffee. On his way back upstairs, Reid almost collided with someone. "Hey! Watch where," he began before seeing that it was Lily. "Lily, what? If you're here to plead Luke's case…" Reid began before he saw Lily's face. She had tears running down her cheeks. "Lily..what's wrong?"

"You bastard! You did this to him!" Lily cried, pounding on Reid's chest.

"Did what? Is it Luke? Is he okay?" Reid asked concerned.

"Like you care. You kicked him out remember?"

"Lily, he ch-cheated on me," Reid began.

"No! He didn't!" Then Lily proceeded to tell Reid what had actually happened. Reid put a hand to his chest and sat down on a bench.

"I th-thought…" he started.

"Yes, I know what you thought! And now my baby attempted to kill himself last night!"