Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston Imagines

Car Crash

Chris:

I was so excited Chris had just returned home ready for the due date of out daughter.

Chris was acting like a child who was high on candy. Though he couldn't hide that he was scared.

I had just got past the massive hold up on the main road. It was never as busy as that. For Australia it was almost as busy as London's traffic on a weekend.

It came out of no where.

There was just a mass of bright lights and then a loud beep from either side of me just as everything went black...

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CHRIS'S POV

I ran into the emergency room.

"Sir, your wife and daughter are in good hands, if you would like to sit here and be patient." A nurse said.

I groaned but nodded.

She handed me a cup of coffee to relax me but I was on edge...

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"Sir... I'm sorry... Its bad news..." The doctor said, coming out two painful hours later.

I slammed my head in my hands.

"Your wife has a broken arm and leg, she will be coming around from the operation soon... But... We couldn't save your daughter. Glass had pierced your wives stomach, it sent her into early labour... Your daughter was starved of oxygen... We tried our hardest..." The doctor said.

"Can I see her?" I asked.

The doctor nodded, escorting me to her room.

- - - -

I felt a hand squeeze mine as I held her limp hand, sitting next to her hospital bed.

"Chris?" She asked.

"_____?" I asked, looking up, tears threatening to fall.

"Did... The crash... Did... I want to see my daughter." She said, holding her stomach, it had reduced since the operation.

"They..." I started.

"Chris? Where is our daughter?" She asked, tears falling down her cheeks.

"They couldn't save her..." I said, a tear rolling down my cheek.

"What do you mean?" She said, her voice as small as a whisper.

"The crash... Sent you into early labour... She was starved of oxygen..." I said, tears rolling down my cheeks.

She ripped her hand out of my tight grasp and cried. She cried into her hands.

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"____..." I started.

She looked at me.

"I'm so sorry..." I said.

"It isn't your fault." She said.

"I love you so much." I said, kissing her knuckles as I grasped her hand.

"I love you too." She whispered a small smile returning to her lips...

Tom:

The lights were blazing in through the passenger window.

The impact sent the car spinning on the wet roads.

My head hit off my window and then off the steering wheel.

I couldn't hear my cry of pain as everything went dark...

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TOM'S POV

"Mr Hiddleston... Your girlfriend has woken up... She has mild concussion... Nothing serious... A little memory loss might occur so we would like to keep her here until she has fully recovered." The doctor said.

I nodded before jogging over to her hospital room.

She was sitting up in her bed, cuts littered over her cheeks.

"_____?" I asked.

"Hi..." She said.

"How are you?" I asked.

"I've got a headache..." She said.

The door clicked and a nurse came in.

"Ahh, ______... How are you feeling?" She asked.

"I have a headache... " _____ said.

"Can you remember what happened?" The nurse asked.

"Erm... I don't... Actually... It was raining heavily... and there was a blinding light in the passenger window... The car went spinning with the impact..." ____ said.

I tensed, I hated hearing something that hurt _____.

"I'll leave you to talk." The nurse said, reading my pleading expression.

"_____... Do you remember me?" I asked, hesitantly.

"Of course I do Tom... Why not?" She asked.

"I was told that your concussion would cause memory loss." I admitted.

She's said nothing.

Silence filled the room.

"I'm so glad you haven't... I don't know what I would have done with out you... I love you so much ______" I said.

She smiled.

"I love you too." She said.

I stood up and bent over her and kissed her...