Chapter: 3 Someone's Calling Special Thanks: Special Thanks to Vernie06 for her help with this story. Rating: PG 13 Characters: Luke, Noah,Bruce,Lily Warnings:None Disclaimer: This site is no way associated with "As the World Turns", CBS, P&G, or Van Hansis and Jake Silbermann. This is not for profit. No copyright infringement is intended. Authors submit and write their own work.

It was Saturday morning and Noah was feeling the results of he and Luke's late night escapades. Luke on the other hand, use to getting up early from living on the farm was up doing his normal Saturday routine. He was grabbing the laundry and picking up around the apartment. He had on his headphones as he danced around.

Luke was starting to get into the song that he was listening to and started singing out loud. Noah covered himself with the blanket and tried to drown his boyfriend out. "Luke. Luke. LUKE!"

Luke jumped. "What?"

Noah peeked from under the covers. "Can you keep it down?"

Luke took off his headphones. "What's wrong?"

Noah covered up again. "I really hate that you are so cheery in the morning. What time is it?"

Luke looked at the clock. "Almost nine."

Noah mumbled from under the covers. "Can't you work in the next room. I'll be up in an half hour."

Luke shrugged and bounced into the next room. "No problem."

As Luke was leaving the room, Noah's phone rang. Luke went over to answer it. "Hello."

Bruce thought that Noah sounded funny. "Noah?"

Luke shook his head. "No, it's Luke. Is that you Bruce?"

Bruce had gotten in the habit of calling on Saturdays to catch up. He was trying to make up for all the time that he had lost with his son. "Luke, how are you?"

Luke smiled. "I'm fine. How is everyone there?"

Bruce liked Luke. He was always very polite and he could tell that he really loved Noah. He knew that Luke was instrumental in his son coming to see him that fortunate day. "Everyone is fine. That's why I'm calling. Is Noah there?"

Luke looked towards the bedroom. "Yeah, I'll get him."

Luke walked into the bedroom. "Noah. Your Dad is on the phone."

Noah grumbled. "What?"

Luke smiled. "Bruce. Your Dad."

It took awhile for what Luke had said to sink in. Then Noah finally came from under the covers. He took the phone. "Oh. Hello Dad."

Bruce smile. "Hi Noah. I hope I'm not bothering you."

Noah rubbed his face. "No. What's up? You are calling earlier than normal."

Bruce nodded. "Yeah. I wanted to ask you a favor and I wanted to give you as much notice as possible."

Noah sat up, his head now clear. "Sure. What is it?"

Bruce paused for a second. "Dan is on the school basketball team. He said that you and he talked about that."

Noah nodded. "Yeah I told him that I was on an intramural team. We just finished last night. Got second place."

Bruce smiled. "That's great son. Dan's team will be doing the playoffs this week. They have a good chance to make it to the finals. If they do the game will be at the end of the week. Last night he was wondering if you might be interested in coming."

Noah smiled. "Really. Well, sure. I'd love to be there. Is it okay if Luke comes?"

Bruce was happy. "Sure, no problem. You guys can stay here."

Luke came into the room. "Okay. We will see you Friday. Bye"

Luke frowned at Noah. "What's up?"

Noah got out of bed. "Dan has a basketball game on Friday. He wants me to come. Bruce invited you too."

Luke smiled. "Sounds good. I wonder if we will have a chance to get to the Art Institute. I've heard it's has some cool stuff."

Noah walked over and put his arms around Luke's waist. "I don't see why not. Now I'm up. What do you say we get a shower?"

Luke patted Noah on the butt. "Oh now your up. Some of us have been up. You have to take your shower alone. ...and I just cleaned up in there so don't make a mess."

Noah headed for the bathroom. "Yes dear."
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Luke and Noah were packing their bags for their trip. Luke held up one of Noah's sweaters. "Do you want to take this sweater?"

Noah shook his head. "It's been kind of warm. I don't know if I need more than one sweater."

Luke put away the sweater. "Okay, but it does get colder in Chicago then it does here."

Noah smiled. Luke was such a mother hen sometimes. "I'll be fine."

Noah went into the bathroom to get his grooming kit. "Did you get everything you need out of here?"

The phone rang. Luke walked over to get it. "Yeah, I think so. Hello."

Lily was frantic. "Luke you need to get over here right away."

Luke frowned into the phone. "What's wrong?"

He could tell that his mother was crying. "It's your father."

Luke began to panic. "What happened to Dad?"

Lily continued through her sobs. "He's done it again."

Luke was starting to get frustrated. "I don't know what you are talking about. What did he do?"

Lily was not making any sense. "I don't know what I'm going to do."

Luke tried to calm his mother down. "Mom. I can't help, if I don't know what's wrong."

Lily just continued to sob and talk in fragments, and Luke couldn't tell what was going on. "I didn't know who else to call."

Luke wasn't getting anywhere. "Mom, are you at home?"

Lily sniffled. "No, I'm at the Lakeview."

Luke nodded. "Okay. I'll be right there."

Luke hung up the phone. He turned around and Noah was standing next to him. "What's wrong?"

Luke looked at Noah. "I'm not sure. It's my Mom. She kept talking about my Dad, but she never really told me what was wrong. I'm going to go over there."

Noah put his hand on Luke's waist. "Do you want me to come?"

Luke grabbed his jacket and kissed Noah on the cheek. "No. You stay here and finish packing. Hopefully I won't be long."

Coming Soon: All Alone
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Chapter 4