Scenes (A Tom Hiddleston Fanfic)

Disaster

Reluctantly Tom opened the door, taking Amy's small hand in his and squeezing it softly. For a moment he looked down at it, nestled in his much larger one and smiling, raised it to his lips and kissed it gently. "You are so beautiful and delicate, how can I let you go?" he looked back at her but seemed to be almost talking to himself.

She giggled at his old world chivalry that, on anyone else, would have seemed out of place, but on him was perfect." Oh Tom, I may be little but I AM fierce" she nudged him playfully. He grinned

"Oh I don't doubt it, look at poor Jamie!" He replied and they laughed for the millionth time that night. Looking up at him, she felt herself falling into a place that she only ever dreamed of going. She had to make a superhuman effort to crawl back to reality.

"Come on Mr " she said tugging on his hand, "we better see if Jamie is fit to go home!" Tom nodded but as they walked back she heard him mutter "Please be sleeping, please be sleeping, please be sleeping" and she jogged his elbow with a grin "Thomas Hiddleston, you're incorrigible" to which he only shrugged and said "Mea Culpa!"

They walked into the living room still hand in hand, no pretence now, not here. Jamie was indeed awake, much perkier than before and browsing the bookshelves. He turned as he saw them come in, all bright eyes and flushed cheeks, holding hands and he grinned.

"Ah there you are, now you've finished .... whatever it was you finished... can we go home?" He stared at Amy with an "I know what you just did look" making her blush. He continued "Please, don't mind me I'm only the third wheel around here it seems!" Amy smirked and even Tom looked a little abashed, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand.

"Sorry man!" he said laughing "Sometimes...." Jamie interrupted him, raising his hand

"Hey - no - I hear ya man. Gotta go with your instincts ...." and he winked.

"EXCUSE ME" Amy said in mock outrage "Like before, I CAN hear you!" and they all laughed, the 2 men looking like naughty schoolboys. "Come on Jamie, we're going!" Pulling her phone out her bag and ordering an Uber, they all walked into the hall. It was considerably cooler there and Amy gave an involuntary shiver. Tom noticed immediately and drew her into his arms, cocooning her and resting his chin on the top of her head.

"Here darling, let me keep you warm, don't want you getting a chill." Amy nestled into his embrace and Jamie rolled his eyes making gagging noises. "Oh please you two, get a room...of wait, you just did.... that's what caused all this smoochy smoochy in the first place!" he covered his eyes with his hands.

The taxi arrived much quicker than either Tom or Amy really wanted. Jamie heard it draw up and pulled the door open, quickly turning to Tom
"Thanks Tom, its been a real pleasure. Hopefully see you again soon, maybe back at ours sometime eh?" He stuck out his hand again, but Tom reached over Amy and pulled him into a hug, squashing her between them. As she protested in a muffled voice , they man-hugged and Tom said
"See you soon man, thanks for looking after her till i got here. Really appreciate all your efforts" and winked. Then he added, "Do you hear something Jamie? A sort of mousey squeak?" Jamie looked at Tom and said "Nah, not me , just a little moaning shrew.....maybe you could find it and tame it!" They parted to see a stroppy Amy frowning at them.
"Oh you're SO funny. Both of you!" Jamie darted down the steps.
"She's all yours now Tom! Good luck, I'm waiting in the cab...." and he dived for cover.

Tom looked down at Amy and her frown melted when she saw the look in his eyes. That familiar freefall began again and she blurted out "oh Tom, i dont want to go". She clapped her hand over her mouth and blushed "sorry"
He placed a finger under her chin and whispered " i don't want you to either but we both know..." he trailed off as she nodded.
"You're right"
"Like i said darling, this is only the beginning, we have many more days - and nights - to come. " with that he leant down and kissed her deeply. She flung her arms around his neck and kissed him back hard. Only the tooting of the taxi horn stopped their embrace. They parted, still holding hands as she walked away. When at last fingers could no longer touch, she turned away and he said "ill come for you at your hotel tomorrow at 11. Ok? I have a plan for something we can do. "
"Sounds great darling" she smiled and got into the taxi. As it drew away, she watched him wave and go back into the house. Turning to Jamie she rested her head on his shoulder.
"Oh Jamie" she murmured " if only he loved me too " she sniffed as a single tear ran down her cheek " im falling in love and he's not stopping me, ots not fair".
Jamie patted her hand " oh cuz you are silly , he's not there to stop you because he's the one at the bottom of the cliff waiting for you to catch up with him!" He nodded and she felt him squeezing her hand. " you silly moo, he's been in love with you since you grabbed his knee. Its as plain as thd nose on your face. Stop worrying !"

Amy was too tired to think anymore, she closed her eyes and drifted off , the taxi taking them back through the dark streets. She was so tired that she wasnt aware of the sudden bright lights, the screech of tyres and the impact as the stolen car rammed into them, sending them all sideways into the traffic light pole. There was a bang, the sound of metal crunching, breaking glass and then a horn blared continuously.

She didnt see Jamie lying in a pool of broken window glass, dazed and bleeding. She didnt see the driver stagger from the cab, calling the police and an ambulance. The reason she didnt see any of this was because she was unconscious, having taken the brunt of the impact on the pole. She was pinned against the back seat by a shard of twisted door metal that pierced her leg into the seat, blood dripping from the wound.

As Jamie came to, groaning and trying to sit up, he saw his precious, funny, dear little cousin bleeding out in front of him and felt his soul tear in two. He could hear the driver talking to the 999 dispatcher, someone was coming, but all he could think of was how to tell Tom. He needed to tell Tom. She needed Tom.