TRAVELERS || T.K

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LANA POV

"I have to go back to 2006 for a couple hours, but i'll be back I promise." Tom nods, kissing my forehead. "Don't leave Tom please." I beg, shaking my head.

I didn't want him to disappear again.

"I'm not leaving you, I promise. I'm just getting clothes and telling Bill about my whereabouts." Tom reassures me. "Oh, yeah what about Bill and Chloe?" I ask.

"They still haven't experienced it yet for themselves, i'm sure they will soon, and when they do we'll have the answers for them." He replies.

"I'm just worried about you traveling... What if something happens?" I pout sadly. "I know how to control it, i've been a traveler for two years now Lana." Tom smiles, I hold his face. Giving him a long kiss.

"Promise me you'll be back."

"I promise, just give me one of your items."

I get up, walking over to my vanity. I grab a bracelet of mines, giving it to him. "I'll be back I promise." Tom says kissing my forehead.

"Lana Monroe, 2006." Tom whispers before disappearing. I guess it was just that simple, say the year you wanted to go to along with your soulmates name. Can't believe we didn't figure that out.

I thought it was just based on your luck.

I could feel the emptiness seep back into me, without Tom everything sucked. He's the only person who keeps me happy.

I sigh waiting for him to come back, hopefully it would be no longer then an hour.

TOM POV

I felt myself reappear on Bill's bed. "Oh hi." I laugh, jumping off his bed. "Where did you go Tom?!" He yells. "I finally figured out how to get to Lana, i'm getting some clothes right now then i'm gonna go back." I explain.

Bill looks at me confused, I just had a great idea.

"Hey Bill..." I say, my voice becoming a bit high pitched. "What do you want?" Bill sighs.

"Say Chloe Monroe for me real quick." I smile. "Who is Chloe Monroe and why-"

He disappeared.

Guess my theory worked!

I walk over to my room, grabbing my suitcase from underneath my bed. I start shoving all my clothes, hats and wristbands in there. I grab some cologne and a pack of marlboros shoving it in there too.

I was just gonna go back to Lana already, I didn't want to stress her out more then she already was.

LANA POV

I saw Tom's body reappear in the middle of my room, suitcase in hand. "That was quick!" I smile, turning my head to him. "I didn't want to give you more anxiety then you already had so yes, it was." Tom nods.

"Be prepared." He says, I scrunch my brows looking to him confused. "For what?" I suddenly hear a high pitched really loud scream. "For that." Tom laughs.

"What did you do Tom." I say sternly. "I just told Bill to say Chloe Monroe, that's all!" Tom shrugs. "Tom they haven't even gotten the memories of them being together yet, we're back at square one." I sigh.

"It's okay, goth girl is bold enough." Tom reassures me.

"What about Georg and Gustav?" I ask. "Oh, they're in 2009 right now, with their soulmates." Tom replies. "Oh, okay." I lay back into my bed.

"BILL!" Tom screams, I could hear two pairs of footsteps come towards my room. "Tom, where am I?" Bill asks looking around. "2023, with your soulmate." Tom points to Chloe.

"And how would you know who my soulmate is, you don't even believe in love." Bill rolls his eyes.

"You'll figure it out soon, and yes I do believe in love because I love Lana." He sticks his tongue out at Bill. "So what do we do here then?" Bill asks.

"I don't know, just live?" Tom laughs. "Georg and Gustav already disappeared, so whatever." Bill sighs. "Hi Bill, I missed you." I smile.

"I would say I missed you too but I don't remember anyone other then Tom." Bill laughs apologetically.

"You're good, don't worry about it." I shake my head smiling at him.

"Okay, leave us alone now." Tom pushes Chloe and Bill out of my room. He takes his jeans off, putting on a pair of pajamas, before getting into bed.

"Let's watch that show, you've got me interested in it now." Tom gets my laptop off my nightstand, setting it up on his thigh. I lay my head on his lap, slightly in front of the laptop. Tom strokes my hair gently, as we watch our show. God I missed this.

"Wait, give me my phone I wanna text Chloe." I point to the nightstand, Tom gives me my phone. I go through my contact list pulling Chloe's number up.

"Hey Chloe, is mom home for the night?" I hit send, waiting for a response.

Chloe- No, I don't think so why?

"I want to have sex." I text her plainly before turning my phone off. I really did want to have sex, and I know Tom did too.

"Tom." I say sternly. "Hmm." Tom hums, paying attention to the screen. "Tom!" I yell shutting the laptop. "What! What's wrong?" Tom asks.

I fix my pillows, fluffing them out a bit before taking my shirt off. I lay my head down on the pillow, shimmying my pants off as well.

"Fuck me please."