Forever| Tom Hiddleston (Republishing)

The End

We got out of the car and walked through the front door.

"Welcome home." I said to our baby in my arms, as Tom set down our belongings on the floor of our living room.
Later that night the baby was fast asleep in his crib, I went to my room and laid on our bed. I was pretty exhausted. I heard Tom come in but I didn't open my eyes, I felt him climb over my body and I felt all his weight on me, he laid his head on my shoulder, his forehead pressed against my cheek. I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair, he looked up at me.

"You're really heavy." I laughed under his weight.

"Sorry." he said putting his hand on my waist and laid beside me and started tickling me.

"Stop, Tom!" i laughed. I tried to free myself from his grasp but he just laughed at my failed attempts. I took his face in my hands and kissed him, his hands moved to my back as he pulled me closer. I smiled as he pulled back and looked into my eyes.

"I thought I would never hear your laugh again." he said stroking my cheeks.

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Months later, work got tricky, with the new season for Falling Skies and Tom working on his own movie, and the baby.

Tom wasn't working tonight, so I went in to get some scenes done.
It was 9:16pm as I pulled into the driveway I got out of the car and took my case out of the trunk. I missed Han, my companion, he now stayed home with Tom and the baby.

I could see the living room dimly lit as I climbed the four steps to the porch. I unlocked the door and went to the living room.
I spot The Jungle Book playing at a low volume.
I see the back of Tom's head laying back in an awkward position so I walk further in to look at his sleeping face, and see Chris fast asleep in his father's arms. both of their mouths slightly open and their heads tilted in the same direction.
I put my case down quietly and take out my phone, I walked over to them and took a few pictures.

"Tom, sweetie." I whispered, touching his cheek. He opened his eyes and smiled when he saw me

"You're home?" he asked, "What time is it?" He looked at the black watch on his wrist.

"Let's go to bed." I said, he got up carefully not to wake the baby and we both headed upstairs. He went to put Chris in his crib and I went to the closet, Tom got me a huge safe to put in our closet for my gun collection which has steadily grown over time. I put my case in the safe, and locked it.

I turned around and went to the Chris' room, where I found Tom pacing with the baby in his arms.

"He woke up." he said to me, he walked over to me and I took Chris into my arms.

"Hi baby," I smiled, "Mommy has missed you so much."

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Time flew by, I sat on the couch reading while Chris played with his toys on the floor. Tom was in the kitchen looking for a snack, when I heard a loud clatter coming from the kitchen. I put my book down on my leg.

"Tom? Are you alright?" I asked loudly.

"Yeah, I just dropped a bowl." he said from the kitchen. I smiled at Chris who crawled and turned his back to me, then I saw him start to get up, using the coffee table.

"Tom! Tom!" I yelled, I heard his footsteps rush to the living room.

"Whats wrong?" he said.

"Look." I told him. Chris was now on his feet, Tom's face lit up at once. Chris saw Tom and started taking wobbly steps towards him. Tom got down on one knee and opened his arms. The baby took the last few steps and fell into Tom's arms giggling.