Another day waking up alone.
Another day hurrying to get out the door.
And another day speed walking to Tord's office.
Paul and Patryk weren't standing at his door which seemed weird, but Tom shrugged it off, letting himself in and letting the colors of the morning sunrise drape over him. He looked around, but Tord was nowhere in sight. Tom turned around to look a the guard who had followed him to the office, being sure Tom wouldn't get kidnapped again.
"Where's The Red Leader?"
"Sir, he instructed me not to tell you."
"But you know where he is."
"I do, sir," The guard remained standing tall and looking dead ahead.
"Tell me where he is," Tom was starting to go through all the places that Tord may be if he didn't want Tom to know. The first place that Tom thought of was home. This outraged him.
"I cannot, sir."
"Tell me," Tom growled up at the soldier.
"Sir, I told you. The Red Leader ordered me to not tell you."
"I'll ask you one more time," Tom's patience was running thin. "Where-" He was cut off by a needle piercing through the back of his neck. Tom reached back and he pulled out a dart. "Wha-" A surge of energy coursed its way through Tom's body.
He knew this feeling.
And he was frightened by it.
Tom fell to his knees and looked back up at the soldier who stared back, looking terrified. "Ru- un. Pl- Please..."
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"Jeg Elsker Deg." A Continuation of, "Jeg Er Beklager"
FanfictionTom and Tord are finally back together and are back to being happy lovers. But Tord is visited by his most trustworthy soldiers and now, he has to get Tom out of the open and possibly even out of the country. Away from his job. Away from his home. A...
