Rescue (Tom Hiddleston/Avengers fanfic)

Chapter 3

***{ thanks for being so patient! I started work again so I'm not as free to write.}***

***Tom's POV***

A few hours had gone by since I arrived here. I wish I had gotten here sooner, for Morgan. She hasn't been able to come visit at work lately because of recent cases and my schedule is constantly full. But I'm was here with her now, and that's what matters most to me. 

After we finished our meal, I carried her to the couch where I sat down, still holding her in my arms. She turned on a movie, probably one we have seen many times, but I didn't mind. I was with her, and she was happy. 

I gently my fingers through her hair, "Morgan?" I whispered. 

"Hmm?" She softly muttered.

I sighed "Stark is hosting a get together with the team and a few other agents, it's tomorrow evening.."

 Morgan lifted her head from my chest to make eye contact. She seemed upset, "So...does that mean you're leaving tomorrow..?"

 I sighed again, taking her hand in mine. "Yes it does, darling." I could see the sadness in her eyes, she nodded anyway.

 "There is one catch however..." she looked up at me, puzzled. "A catch?" 

 "Stark said I couldn't attend unless I brought my gorgeous fiancé." I smiled, Morgan's eyes lit right up, a huge smile spread across her face.

 "Really?! I'd love to go! I haven't seen Thor or Steve in ages!" 

 "I'm glad you're excited darling! This does mean that we probably will stay in my apartment tomorrow night..." I smirked, she rolled her eyes. 

"Alright fine. But you owe me, Hiddleston." She winked. "Heheheh." I pulled her closer to me and kissed her forehead "That shouldn't be a problem, love."

(The next day)

***Morgan's POV***

Tom and I slept in for a while before we decided we needed to get up. We both quickly got ready for the day, and packed a bag. "I will take the bags to the car while you finish up, love." Thomas said as he slung both bags over his shoulder. 

"Thank you, sweetheart, I'm almost done getting ready!" I don't know why I was trying to hard to look nice if I was just going to change at Tony's... 

I put on my striped tanktop with my yellow skirt, and quickly threw my hair up in a bun. I put on my sandals and ran out to the car to catch up with him. 

Tom was wearing a soft blue button up with his navy slacks and brown shoes. Why does he always look so effortlessly perfect? "Damn, Hiddleston, you're going to blind me with your hotness." I smirked, he blushed. 

"Hehe, well I guess I'll have to leave you here then for your safety." I quickly jumped into the passenger seat. "Nope. I'm risking it." He just rolled his eyes at me and started the car. "Let's go see the team."

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