They talked on the plane some more, leaning into each other and enjoying the quiet. It was nice to finally be alone. While they'd been together all week and even had the house to themselves a few times, they both knew that it wasn't the same as being together at Reid's where there was never the threat of someone else walking in. They arrived at Reid's shortly after four, barely taking time to sit down their things before stumbling back into Reid's bedroom.
They behaved, though, sharing only a few lazy kisses and chaste but teasing touches before curling up together over the sheets. Understandably they were both exhausted. Luke lay over Reid's chest, hand tracing random shapes on his stomach and his leg lifted up and tangled with Reid's. Reid's hand played idly with Luke's hair, his other hand resting on his chest and fingers occasionally stretching the brush against Luke's.
"What would you say if I told you that I was nervous?" Luke asked quietly.
Reid barely moved, his chest rising and falling just as evenly as before. "Well, I'd say it was understandable," he answered. Luke turned a bit so he could look up at Reid.
"Really?" Luke asked. Reid laughed, brushing the hair from Luke's face.
"Luke, if you're not sure about this, please tell me now before we get too far into this thing," Reid said, half serious. Luke just smiled, leaning forward and kissing Reid chastely.
"I'm sure, Reid. I'm definitely sure. But that doesn't mean the idea doesn't scare me a little," he admitted, seeming a bit embarrassed. Reid groaned a little and sat up, rolling over so that Luke was now laying on his back and Reid's arms were on either side of his face. Luke grinned up at him while Reid gave him an easy smile.
"You think the idea of having you around twenty-four-seven doesn't scare the shit out of me?" They both laughed. "But truth be told, I'm excited. I was spoiled this week, waking up with you beside me, well, maybe not right beside me," he teased, "but at least in the house, every single day instead of just one or two days ever few weeks. It's been great, Luke," Reid finished with a kind voice, brushing Luke's hair away again as he loved to do, knuckles lightly dragging over Luke's cheek.
Luke began to smile again, reaching up and locking his arms easily around Reid's neck.
"I think I was spoiled, too," he laughed. Reid rolled his eyes.
"When are you not spoiled?" he teased.
Luke grinned with narrowed eyes, firmly pulling Reid down and bringing their lips together. Reid's hands took a firm hold of Luke's waist, instantly moving so his knees were on either side of Luke's legs. He kissed him deeply, unwilling to let their lips part and leaning further and further into the other man.
This time, they didn't behave.
The next morning Luke returned to Oakdale and Reid went back to work. It was a long week, longer than either of them cared to admit. They talked constantly, texting and emailing even, anything to bridge the distance that neither of them had the patience for anymore. As the end of the week rolled around, Reid found himself in his Chief of Staff's office, sitting easily in the chair on the other side of the desk.
"So you're sure about this?" asked the older man. Reid nodded.
"Positive," he answered simply.
The other man smiled, shaking his head a little. "I talked to Dr. Hughes at Memorial today," he began. "As much as I hate to see you go, I realize this is an excellent opportunity for you, in more ways than one," he added knowingly. "It's not going to be the same without you around here, Dr. Oliver."
"Of course it won't be, Dr. Kurns," Reid grinned appreciatively. There was obvious respect in his tone. Reid had been at Dallas for quite some time. It was where most of his breakthrough surgeries had been performed, and he knew he owed Dr. Kurns a great deal more than a simple 'thank you' could ever express.
"Well, I wish you the best. I hope you enjoy the little time you have left here." Dr. Kurns stood and Reid followed suit. They shook hands and Reid left the room with a sense of accomplishment and anticipation. He checked his watch and practically ran to the lounge, changing quickly and bolting from the hospital. He had an airport to get to.
Reid was at the airport by 4:30 and watched as the plane pulled up to the gate at the small airstrip. He was smiling like a loon, despite his better judgment, but he simply couldn't help himself. Reid was taken down to the plane, walking out the door and into the warm Dallas air toward the small craft. The door opened and the crew lowered the steps. He kept walking, closer and closer, knowing that this was the defining moment. From here on in, everything was different.
His eyes narrowed teasingly and a smirk fell onto his lips when Luke appeared in the cabin door. He practically jumped down the steps, skipping a few of them in his rush and hurried over to Reid. Reid didn't run, he refused to stoop to that, but he did walk a little faster, meeting Luke at the bottom of the steps just in time for the blond to basically tackle him, throwing his arms around Reid's neck and clinging tightly.
"It's so good to see you," Luke whispered in his ear.
"Likewise," Reid laughed, wrapping his arms tight around Luke. They pulled back, and Reid had to laugh at the look on Luke's face. He was positively glowing and Reid gripped his shoulders and kissed his forehead as a chuckle rumbled through his chest.
"Got everything?"
"You bet."
"Alright, let's go."
Reid took Luke's hand and led him toward the building while crew members unloaded a few more bags from the aircraft and began to transport them inside.
"Pack enough?" Reid groaned as he lifted a third large bag into the trunk. Luke laughed, coming up beside him to help.
"It's not like I'm just staying for the week," he reminded Reid with a grin. "You're stuck with me for good."
They got the bag in and Reid closed the trunk, turning to Luke and instantly taking him by the waist, holding him possessively and smirking into his neck.
"Thank god for that," he breathed.
