Their last chapter (a Zac Levi/Tom Hiddleston story)

Progress and still no difference

*Ami*
"I don't know, I thought there might be a change, but no it is still the same with him". Amelia pressed herself into Tom, sobbing and he put his arms protectively around her.

It was three days later and Amelia had thought she saw a change in Zac that day by the lake. She had hoped it was a light in the darkness, but ever since he had been back exactly were he was before, keeping her at an arms distance.

Tom sighed and rested his cheek on the top of her head. "I hoped to darling, hoped so much".

She felt it again, her brain and heart was a big mess of tangled threads, pulling in all directions, getting more and more entwined and she couldn't find the one to pull to unravel it all.

So she did the only thing that kept it all from falling apart these days, she let her mouth finds Tom's and kissed him like it was her only way of breathing.

Her hands found his soft curls, he had let them grow out and he looked younger with them, she loved those curls.

He moaned when she pulled lightly on them and pulled her closer to him. She could feel him burning to take it a step further, if nothing else his obvious erection pressing against her thigh would have given him away.

But she wasn't ready to take the next step, she knew the moment she did that she would have made her choice and there would be no going back, she would have chosen the tread to pull and would only be able to watch what unravelled when she did so.

Luckily Tom didn't seem to be willing to take that step either, he never tried anything more, never pressed her to move further and she was thankful for that.

She still hoped... dreamt that Zac would come back, that something could relight his spark, his passion, turn on his beautiful smile again, but it got harder and harder to keep the faith.

He had told his family and friends they were not welcome. He didn't want them seeing him like this and he didn't really speak to them either, so Amelia had to calm them and make them believe it was slowly going in the right direction.

Tom had also forbidden his family to come, but it was more about saving them the long trip. He talked to them often and he would be well enough to travel home in a couple of weeks.

Luke and Jasper had put their heads together on what to release to the press, which was as little as possible, but they were looking forward to Tom being back home soon, then the rumours about him would at least stop.

*Zac*
Zac worked hard, very hard, probably harder than he had done in his entire life and that said a lot.

But he still kept Amelia away, he couldn't stand her pitying him, he wouldn't have her see him fail over and over.

It hurt pushing her away, especially knowing Tom was there with open arms every time, but right now he had to, if he could mend it afterwards, well he didn't know.

And he didn't actually know if he wanted to, not that he had stopped loving her, not in any way, but he knew Tom would be so much better for her, much less baggage.

No matter how hard he worked, how much progress there was, he knew he would never be fully okay, never be exactly the same and he still didn't know how much and what could be healed.

No to him it was most important that she was happy and got all of her dreams, and he knew Tom could give her just that and even more, and he wasn't sure he could do that any longer.

But he had gotten his sign, he knew in his heart that God had a plan for him, his life wasn't over yet, even though it had felt that way for a very long time.

He was training his legs and there had been small progress, today he had walked two steps before he fell, but he didn't complain and he could feel his right arm was almost healed now, a little stiff, but it would always be due to the screws and plate in his shoulder.

He got massages from the physiotherapist twice a day and forced himself to massage and touch his skin as much as possible and sometimes it was like he actually felt something.

And he also talked to a psychologists twice a day, he tried to be open and believe it could help him, but he refused medication, he didn't feel it was the right thing for him.

He knew there was a long way and lots of work still to do, but he just had to keep fighting and hope it wasn't to late.