Wow...I just can't stop! I wrote chapter two when I should be sleeping last night. And I wrote this chapter when I should have been working today.

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Chapter Three

Accident

Luke recoiled at the level of Noah's voice. He pulled his hands away and fought the urge to push his chair back as well. Noah's brow was furrowed and he was breathing heavy. Luke could swear that he saw Noah shaking.

"You did what?!?" He asked again in a more in control voice.

"I finished your movie for you," Luke answered in a quiet tone. He had never seen Noah this angry. Well, that wasn't true. The last time he was this angry was the night of New Year's Eve when Luke kissed Brian. Noah stood up quickly and the chair he was in fell back and hit the floor.

"How could…why would you do that?!?" Noah was gripping his cane in his hands; almost wringing it. He was holding onto his anger, but how could Luke have done something like this? It was Noah's, his alone. Luke had no right to even touch it.

"I used your script and your notes. I even made sure to include your crew on every decision,"

Holden stepped into the doorway of the kitchen and watched his son and his boyfriend for a moment. Holden heard the raised voices and he was actually afraid for Luke. Noah's temper and obvious disdain for Luke was increasing as the days went on. With Luke's blind faith in Noah and his recovery, Holden was afraid that Noah may hurt Luke, physically. Luke did not see his dad standing there. He was too busy following Noah motions.

"I have to get out of here," Noah said and turned towards the door. It was a good thing that he knew the kitchen so well. His memory of the path to the door became invaluable at this very moment. Noah was quickly out the door and standing in the yard. Luke followed quickly behind him.

"Noah, please wait. Let me explain,"

"Explain what? You want to be included every aspect of my life now? I was needy enough before now you have to have this too?" He yelled as he held the DVD in front of him. Noah threw the CD case to the ground and it splintered into several pieces. Luke was close, Noah could smell his aftershave and almost feel the heat coming from him. "Why Luke? Why did you need to do this to me?"

"I just wanted to fix it,"

"Did you ever think that maybe I don't need fixing? Maybe you cannot fix this!" Noah screamed. Suddenly Luke wondered what he meant.

He couldn't fix the movie.

Or he couldn't fix Noah.

Or he couldn't fix them.

Noah turned to walked away and Luke grabbed his arm to stop him. He needed to explain and he didn't want Noah to wander off in the dark by himself. He was about to suggest that Noah take a walk, with his dad or mom or Emma, when Noah pulled his arm away. Not realizing how close they were, Noah's closed fist around his cane connected with Luke mouth. The force of the hit knocked Luke back and on the ground. Holden, who had been watching from the porch, ran out to his son. Luke was sitting on the ground, holding himself up by his elbows.

"Luke!" Holden yelled as he crossed the lawn. He kneeled next to Luke and looked at him. There was a sharp cut on his mouth and it bled almost instantly. Holden looked up at Noah and saw him with nothing but concern on his face.

"What happened?" Noah asked. He felt something happen and then heard Holden shout. What had he done to Luke? Just as the question came out of the Noah's mouth, he could hear footsteps crunching down on the frozen ground.

"What's wrong?" Lily asked as she came on the scene. She gasped as she saw her son holding his hand to his mouth and blood trickling onto the grass. Noah heard that gasp and his heart started pounding. Would someone please tell me what I did?

"I'm fine. Ok, I'm fine," Luke said as he tried to calm everyone's nerves, especially Noah's. Hearing Luke's voice helped ease a bit of his anxiety, but only a bit.

"Let's get you in the house and cleaned up," Holden remarked as he stood to help Luke up.

"Make sure Noah's ok," Luke whispered to his mother before he was taken into the house by Holden. Noah heard Luke and his heart sunk. Luke was hurt and the first thought he had was for Noah. Lily took Noah's arm and directed him into the house. Noah fought back the tears that wanted to come out.

"Mom, what happened? Why is Luke bleeding?" Natalie asked as she passed her brother as he came into the house. Lily felt Noah falter slightly after he processed Natalie's question. Lily gripped his arm tighter and brought Noah into the kitchen. He sat down at the table and slumped back. "Go back inside sweetie. Isn't your show starting now," Lily said in hopes of distracting her young daughter. Natalie nodded and went back into the parlor.

"Do you need anything?" Lily asked.

"I just want to go home," he said in a very quiet voice. Lily nodded and lovingly brushed Noah's arm. She walked to the downstairs bathroom, just off the kitchen, and pushed open the door. Luke was leaning against the counter as Holden dabbed peroxide on the cut.

"Luke you may need stitches," Holden voice drifted out of the bathroom. Lily frowned at her son and tapped Holden shoulder.

"I don't need stitches. I have to check on Noah," Luke said and started to pull away from his dad.

"Would you sit still?" Holden demanded. Luke admitted defeat and slouched back against the counter.

"I'm going to take Noah back to the house. I think he just wants to be alone,"

"Fine," Holden said curtly.

"I can take him," Luke chimed in.

"No," Holden said quickly. "I need to finish cleaning this," he added just as quick; even though they both knew Luke's wound wasn't the reason why he did not want his son alone with Noah.

Noah sat in the kitchen and kept gripping and re-gripping his cane tighter and tighter. His knuckles were white and his palms were burning. He could hear everything they were saying. He could hear the concern in Lily's voice and he could hear Luke wince in pain while his father tended to him. He somehow managed to hurt Luke and he may need stitches. He would never knowingly injure Luke like that. He hoped everyone knew that; especially Luke. Despite everything, he still loved his blond boyfriend very much.

Noah sat in Luke's car and waited for Lily to come back from the house. He was going to wait to talk to Lily when they were on the road back to her house. The car door opened and she got in. She started the car in silence and slowly pulled out of the driveway. There were about a mile from the farm when he started to talk.

"Lily, you have to know that I would never hurt Luke on purpose. It was an accident,"

"Seems to be a lot of that going around," but the voice wasn't Lily's.

Holden was driving.

Noah felt his stomach drop and he swallowed back the bile that rose into his throat. He had always been a little intimidated by Mr. Snyder. He still could not bring himself to call him "Holden". And relationship he had with Luke was so strong, Noah was afraid he could sway Luke either way in his and Noah's relationship. It almost seemed if Holden could convince his son, Noah would be out of Luke's life.

"It was an accident sir," Noah managed to get out.

"Sort of like your accident on the roof?"

"There is a difference," he stated but tried to sound too forceful or disrespectful.

"Really? You were arguing, one of you got hurt and the other is sorry,"

"But Luke can still see,"

"That's just schematics Noah," Holden said as he put the car in park. The lights were on. Lily must have just gotten home. He wanted to be alone with Noah for a little while and insisted that he drive him home. Holden also took a longer route to give them time to talk. He turned toward the younger man and took a deep breath. "Look. I know that Luke loves you very much and I'm sure you still love him, but lately it seems all you do is hurt him. Tonight is a prime example," Holden said and Noah opened his mouth to interrupt. "Let me finish. Whether it was an accident or not, you hit my son while you were angry. If this kind of thing ever happens again, I will be sure that you and Luke will no longer be together anymore," Holden concluded. Noah nodded and did not say anything. Holden got out of the car and walked around to the passenger door. He opened the door for Noah and took his arm to help him into Lily's house.

Holden reached for the doorknob, but stopped and turned to Noah. He had one more thing to say.

"Look, Noah. I'm sorry if I came on a bit harsh, but Luke is my son. And no matter how much I care about you, I have to put him first. His health and happiness are my top priority. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir," Noah said in a soft voice. Luke's health and happiness use to be his top priority too. When did that change?

"Good," Holden then opened the door and helped Noah inside. Lily came out of the kitchen and helped Noah with his coat. "Where's Luke?" Holden asked.

"The kids wanted to stay at the farm tonight and Ethan insisted Luke stay with them," Lily answered.

"All right. Well, I'm going to go and check on him. You two have a good night. Merry Christmas," Holden said and walked out.

"Ok, Noah do you need anything?"

"I think I just want to go to bed," he said. He felt about an inch tall at the moment. He dad was a violent guy and Noah vowed to himself that he would never be like that. Ever. WIth anyone. Noah got ready for bed after Lily laid out some sleep clothes for him and said goodnight. Noah was lost in his thoughts as he changed.

Maybe Holden was right.

Maybe he and Luke shouldn't be together.

And that was the thought that kept going through his head as he fell asleep.

In Luke's bed.

Surrounded by Luke's scent.

Sleep did not come easy for him that night or any night since.

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Chapter Four will go back to present day where Chapter Two started.

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