Okay, I promised to update this as quickly as possible. I didn't go through my beta this time, so any mistakes you find, please be kind. I really hope you enjoy this chapter. The next chapter will find Luke and Lily in a nightmare. Please review, I really value your opinions.
I'm still trying to figure out how to double space the sentences, so bare with me. Hopefully I'll figure it out by the next chapter.
"Okay, I get why we're here. So what have you found out?"
Max looked over at Holden Snyder. He had assessed this man as fighter. If he was being honest, when he was first contacted for this assignment and found out it was the son and wife of a farmer from Illinois that had been kidnapped, he cringed. He was going to turn down the assignment when he was told that the famer and his sons' boyfriend would be accompanying him on this job. The money offered was too good for him to pass up though, so he accepted the job then began his research. Max found out that Holden Snyder was a force to be reckoned with. He found out through his contacts at Interpol that Holden had been caught up in a very messy family feud that included Damian Grimaldi, his brother and Luke as a child. Through his contacts he was able to determine that Holden had saved Luke and was instrumental in bringing him home safely. This farmer was so much stronger then Max had expected. He went up against the Maltese mob and came out alive. Holden's question hung in the air as Max contemplated how to tell them something that would hurt and disappoint them both.
Max took a calming breath and began. "Mr. Snyder, unfortunately not all I have found out is good news. What I am going to tell you will no doubt upset the both of you, but I want to know that no matter what you hear, you will not give up hope." Holden looked at Noah and saw the young man close his eyes in pain. He could tell that Noah was fighting a battle within himself to not let the pain from the recent surgery win. Noah opened his eyes and looked over at Holden, he could see the worry in his face, but he managed to smile and nod, as a way to tell the older man that he was fine.
Max watched the two men exchange a look, it was as if they were reading each other's minds. He couldn't help but look away and smile. This kind of bond was what would get them through some of the most difficult times ahead. Holden looked away from Noah and back to Max. "So let's start with the good news." Max looked at Holden and began, here was a man that came directly to the point, and Max had to admire that. "The good news is your wife and son are still alive. My informants have informed me that they are being held somewhere isolated. Unfortunately, I have not been able to locate this place yet." Noah sighed in frustration, running his hands through his hair, "this is the good news?" He could feel anger welling up inside of him. If this was good news, what the hell could be the bad news? Max looked over at the young man and raised his hand to stop him from asking anymore questions. "Yes, Mr. Mayer, this is the good news. We know that they are alive, and we know that we can find them, even if it takes some time." Max looked over at Holden and Noah and knew that this next piece of information was going to be hard on both of them. "As for the bad news, I have been informed that Grimaldi has had a specialist flown in to help with Lily and Luke." He let the words hang in the air, waiting for the question that he knew would inevitably come.
Holden looked over at Max, confusion on his face, "what kind of specialist would Damian need to help keep Lily and Luke hostage?" Max looked at the men and knew that the name he was about to say would make both their bloods run cold. "The specialist that Grimaldi hired is a man named of Ross Krieger." Holden felt his knees give and he dropped to the bed behind him, "no, no, no, not him, please God not him." Noah was still a little confused, the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. He could see how this name upset Holden and he racked his brain trying to recall why it sounded so familiar. He repeated the name in his head over and over, until finally he heard it again, yet not with his voice, but Lukes'. A memory began to form of the time when Noah believed his father had died and Luke tried to comfort him.
He handed Noah dvd's "what are these?" Luke looked at him "you're the film buff, you tell me." Noah looked at the dvd's and read their names out loud, "Road to Perdition and The Godfather. Father's who do bad things, yeah I got it. What's your point?" He couldn't help but wonder where Luke was going with this. Luke raised one more dvd so Noah could take it, "you didn't see this one." Noah looked at the title and was a bit confused, "Luke and da?" Luke must have seen the confusion in his eyes because he clarified, "Damian Griamaldi, my birth father." Noah looked back down at the box in his hand, "you don't talk about him much." He could see how hard it was for Luke to talk about his father, but he let him continue. "Well, when I was a kid he kidnapped me to get some thugs of his back, and when I came out, not only did he try to de-gay me, but he lied to me and told me he was dying to get me to go back to Europe with him." Noah, looked at the sadness in Luke's eyes, and he wanted so badly to take it away, but did not know how. "He wanted your trust fund, right?" He could see how hard this was on Luke, so he let him continue, "yeah, and I've watched those movies thousands of times, and in them I could see how much he loved me, and I could see all the fun times we had together. But as hard as I try, I can't see the part of him that wanted to sell me out. I can't see the greed and I can't see the cruelty."
Noah remembered that after he broke down in Luke's arms, he asked him about the time that Luke had told him about almost being sent to a camp that was meant to make him straight. "Was it your father who wanted to send you to that camp?" Noah could see the pain in Luke's eyes and was about to tell him that he didn't need to talk about it, when Luke looked him in the eyes and said, "yeah, it was him. He had a man by the name of Ross Krieger come to my house to take me away to this camp, where they practice some form of brain washing and mind control." At those words, Noah's mind snapped back to the present where he could still hear Holden weeping into his hands. "Oh my God, no, it can't be. That man is a monster, he's going to…." Noah couldn't even finish the sentence before he felt an excruciating pain explode in his head. "Luke…" was the last thing he said before the room spun around him and everything went black.
"Noah, I love you so much." Noah looked down at his boyfriend who was lying underneath him in their bed and smiled. "I love you too, Luke. You are now and always will be my happy ending." With that he brought his head down to kiss Luke. It started out soft, and then deepened as Luke placed his arms around Noah's waist and brought their bodies closer. Noah could feel Luke's erection rubbing against his own. They kissed and grinded against one another until they were forced to come up for air. "I've missed you, so much Luke. With my film and your job at Grimaldi shipping we barely even talk anymore." Luke smiled; it was a very sensual smile, his eyes twinkling. "I don't think either of us wants to talk right now Noah. I have better things in mind that you can do with your mouth." Noah felt Luke reach down between their bodies and take hold of his now very hard cock. He moaned and brought his mouth down to Luke's neck. He knew exactly what spot would get Luke turned on the most. Luke arched his back and almost bucked Noah off, when Noah bit down on the muscle that connected his neck and shoulder. Noah smiled into Luke's neck, "you're not playing fair, Mayer. I'm supposed to be the one driving you mad with desire." "Oh, believe me, you are," Noah whispered into Luke's ear. All of a sudden Noah could feel Luke tense. He looked at his boyfriend and found tears in his eyes. "Luke, what is it. Oh God did I hurt you when I bit you?" Luke smiled at Noah's anxiety over having physically hurt him. Luke knew he had to reassure him, he knew that Noah feared turning into his father, and hurting Luke. "No, bubby, you didn't hurt me. I know you'd never hurt me. I was just thinking about how great it is to be in your arms again. I was so worried that we were growing apart and that you'd find me boring. But now I see how foolish I've been. I love you so much Noah, and want us to be together until we're old and grey and deaf." Noah could see the worry in Luke's eyes, "hey, you have nothing to worry about. Hell the things you come up with in bed will keep me interested for a long time to come." He smiled at Luke, knowing that his boyfriend would have a retort to that statement, "so, that's why you're with me, for the sex." Noah brought his mouth down and captured Luke's lips, "that and you make the best burnt grilled cheese in the mid-west." Luke gasped; he grabbed Noah's arms and rolled him over. He straddled his boyfriend, grabbing his arms and pinning them above his head. "I do not burn my grilled cheese sandwiches, they're just very well done. As for the sex, well I guess if that is all you want from me, well then I can oblige." With that Luke reached behind him to grasp Noah's member in his hand. He was already hard, but Luke decided he needed to be taught a lesson. He slowly stroked Noah, up and down, all the while staring into his eyes. Noah thought he was going to combust at any minute. "Lu..k…e, pl..ea..se," is all he could manage to say. Luke looked at his boyfriend a smiled, "please what, Noa?" "Oh God Luke, I need you to … please just… I can't take…" Luke laughed at the incoherent words coming from his boyfriend's mouth. He decided that maybe he would put him out of his misery when Noah grabbed Luke's hips and rolled them over again. Now he was in control, but at this point there would be no torture he just wanted to be inside Luke. He wanted to feel the sensation of entering Luke's tight body and giving him all the pleasure he could muster. Noah reached over to the night stand and grabbed the lube. He could see the lust in Luke's eyes and knew that he was ready for him. He squeezed the lube onto his palm and then rubbed it on his cock. He took some and began to ready his boyfriend, when Luke arched off the bed and cried out, "Noah, please, I'm so ready for you. Just do it, I need to feel you inside me, NOW!" Noah need no more incentive, he entered Luke in one swift motion, making them both cry out in pleasure. "God Luke you feel so good." He stopped, giving his boyfriend time to adjust to him. "Noah, please baby move, I'm okay." With that Luke thrust his hips up and made Noah go even deeper into him. "ARRGGHHH… Luke, if you do that again this going to end before it's begun." Noah pulled slowly out of Luke, only to thrust back in just as slowly. He could feel Luke trying to get him to move faster. "Noah, if you don't move faster, I'm going to die right here and now." Noah laughed and began to quicken his pace. He thrust into Luke hard and deep, eliciting noises from his boyfriend's mouth that just made him impossibly harder. Luke began to meet Noah's thrust. Then Noah came down and captured Luke's mouth and began to thrust his tongue in the same rhythm. Luke came first, screaming his orgasm into Noah's mouth, his body clenching around Noah's cock. With two final thrust Noah was also coming, he thought it would never end. He was coming harder and longer than he ever had. Noah collapsed on top of Luke and lifted his head enough to look into his boyfriends eyes. What he saw there made him want to cry. "You're my life Luke. I love you more then I could have ever imagined possible." Luke smiled at Noah and tried his hardest not to cry, but failed miserably. They kissed again before Noah pulled himself out of Luke and laid down next to him. They held each other that night, not knowing that the next day would change their lives forever.
A flash of white and Luke's voice screaming his name where the last things Noah would remember about that day. Noah woke up in a cold sweat, "Luke?" He looked around and took a moment to get his bearings. He saw a dingy room with stained walls, and a stale smell in the air. "Noah, son, are you alright?" Noah looked over and could see Holden sitting up in a chair next to the bed he was lying on. It all came back to him in a rush of emotions. He tried not to cry but the tears would not be kept at bay. Holden moved onto the bed and held the young man that won his son's heart. All the while that Noah had been unconscious he could hear him muttering, "I love you so much Luke. Please don't go." It broke Holden's heart and he knew that once Noah woke up he would not want anyone to see him breakdown, so he sent Max to go and get Noah some medicine for his headaches. Holden pulled away from Noah, "hey, we're going to find them, and we're going to get them back." Noah looked at Holden and knew that the older man believed what he said. "What about Krieger? Holden, Luke told me what this man does. What is he going to do to Luke? When we find them, will he still be Luke?" Holden stood up, "you can't think this way Noah. You have to be strong for Luke, you know he'd want you to." He raised his hands in the air in an exasperated motion, "come on, after all you two have been through, do you honestly believe that this man can change the way Luke feels about you. No, he can't! My son has loved you since before he even knew what true love was. You two have grown so much together, and you will find your way back to one another." He sat back down on the bed, "Noah, you have to promise me that you won't lose hope. We'll get them back, and Damian will pay for what he's done." Noah could see the threat in Holden's words; the young man knew that if Holden Snyder got a hold of Damian Grimaldi, Damian may not make it out alive. It made him shudder at the thought. This was one of the most caring men he knew, and the thought that he could kill someone made him sad. Maybe he could prevent it. Oh, Damian would pay, but not at the cost of Holden Snyder's soul.