A Wicked Twist (A Tom Hiddleston Fanfic)

Pirates & Fairies

Sorry for the delay in updates. Year 11 are killing me this year. Here's a short update to bring on Sam and Tom.

I've also added an extra bit into the beginning of 'A New Year', I missed a bit of the plot out – oops.

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It's the Monday before the wedding and for the first time since I started my run in Wicked I'm not at work tonight. The sensation is a little unsettling and I'm feeling a little at a loose end having finally got over my guilty feeling when I woke this morning. The Management obviously know the real reason I am taking these two weeks off, I couldn't lie to them as my job was on the line, but the rest of the company think I'm going on a family holiday. I've been very careful to not say when I am going or where I am going on holiday though many had tried to engage me in a conversation about it. I also think Nicky suspects something, he's been trying to trip me up for a couple of weeks now but so far so good, Ben and Sophie's secret is safe, I think, but I still feel bad lying to him and the others. After waking up and vegging in front of the TV for an hour I'd begun to throw some things into a suitcase that I was going to need for my trip. The plan as it stands is that I am heading down to the Isle of Wight on the day after tomorrow just so I am away from the city and any further interrogations. The cottage Wanda has booked for me looks beautiful and a while ago I had rung up the booking agent and managed to negotiate an extra day at the beginning. I still haven't fully decided on what to do about the awards ceremony on Sunday so I am packing as if I am coming home on Monday. Originally I had wanted to leave today, I would have gone down and taken a load of books and just relaxed while waiting for the others to arrive on Thursday night, but my dress wasn't ready yet and I had to pick it up tomorrow at eleven thirty.

After an hour of packing inside my very small flat I really wanted to be out and about but I really need to avoid central London, so I had text my cousin Julie, or Jules, to see if she was busy today. I know she works shifts so I was hoping she was free and then I could go and see her and my goddaughter Holly for the rest of the afternoon. Luckily her reply came back fairly quickly and she was in and free so I'd hopped on a train and was now almost at Guildford.

As the train slows I grab my bag and head towards one of the doors. Why is it almost impossible to walk straight on a train? After bashing one guy's elbow, and apologising profusely because he was rather cute, and stepping on a lady's toe, also apologising, I hop off the train onto the platform. After a quick scan of my new environment I spot the 'Exit' signs and follow them along the platform and into the station. Showing my ticket to the surly looking official I pass into the main part of the station and look round for a sign of my cousin, should be easy she has bright red hair, or did last time we Face Timed.

"Auntie Sam", I stop and look around for the source of the voice. It's only a moment before I see Holly running towards me and I have just enough time to prepare for the impact when she reaches me.

"Oof" I let out as she collides with my legs, "hey Holly" I say as I bend down and pick her up, "you're getting big".

"I'm four now" Holly says rather proudly, swinging her pigtails.

"I know you are munchkin. Hey Jules" I say as she makes it to us and we hug, her hair is still red.

"How are you Sam?" She asks as she turns and I follow carrying Holly towards the main exit to the station.

"I'm good thanks, you?" I reply shifting Holly's weight for a moment.

"Shattered but OK" she laughs. She does work ridiculous shifts at the hospital sometimes. I have to put Holly down as my arms get pins and needles in them, but she grabs a hold of my hand, taking the lead, almost pulling me to their car.