Hey guyzz! It's been awhile since I wrote anything, terrible I couldn't think of anything to write! My creativity side of my brain went dead yet again. I hope you all like this one and I apologise in advance for all the little sections and stuff :D
Enjoy!

Luke sat in the Lakeview, carefully he traced a pattern from the water which had slowly pooled on to the bar surface. Mindlessly he traced the initials 'R.O'.

Not good, he thought idly while staring at the watery, two and half years had been difficult it felt like time was moving so slow. Whenever Luke was in the Hospital, he had half expected to run into Reid, or turn the corner to see Reid writing something on a clipboard. Luke still woke up at night his body drenched in sweat whenever he dreamt about the nights he had spent with Reid. The places they had made passionate wild love, the feeling of the surgeon's hands running over his body, as if he was make of the most delicate glass, the sound of his voice when he came, Luke even remembered every single detail.

He could remember the nights and even days where he would pick up his phone, his entire brain battling to call Reid, just to hear his voice. He did not care whether Reid did not want to talk to him. He just needed that voice, deep down there was a comfort in it.

He groaned as the body pushed his deeper into the mattress , fingers stroking his solid arousal so teasingly he wanted to come he just couldn't. His muscles tightened as sweat slid slowly, his eyes remained so tightly closed he knew who it was. He just knew if he opened his eyes it would be all over.

He allowed the sensations to take over, just as he felt the hard press...

Luke gasped as his eyes snapped open; he let out a frustrated groan before rolling over on to his side. It was always at the pinnacle moment he always awoke, two and half years worth of celibacy was defiantly taking its toll on his imagination let alone his hands.

"Luke darling, I need you to go to Dallas." Lucinda Walsh suddently said, she had spent the last hour or so going over business plans, until she found a glitch in her immaculate schedule. "D-Dallas?"

His Grandmother merely nodded her proud head. "Yes! Dallas! I have contacts there, whom I urgently need you to speak to." Luke swallowed deeply. He scratched his head before nodding slowly in agreement. There was absolutely no way he could say no to his Grandmother she had lethal debating skills and would of course talk him into it anyway.

"Excellent! Did I mention that my contacts are involved in the major Dallas Hospital there?"

The demon! He cussed mentally, she must have known because why else? He sat in his private plane still contemplating whether this was actually the work of coincidence or his mother had informed his Grandmother of his connection to Reid, and were attempting a classic Katie Snyder match-making. When Reid had left Oakdale, Luke did not do what everyone had expecting and went back to Noah, mainly because Noah was now gone working on a career of directing. Even when Noah returned, Luke made it clear he wanted to remain friends, the last thing he needed were flings with Noah that were just pity fucks. He scowled at the negative thought, it was strange even when Noah touched Luke's hand or hugged him. His body did not react, probably because his body knew what his mind was too scared to want.