A Brief History in Time Part 10 (TomxReader)

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Everyone was so ecstatic when they found out that the little Hiddleston had finally started kicking. You knew that Ben had been especially worried. He wasn’t sure if the magic flowing through your veins could’ve hurt her. Even though the doctors all kept saying she was a healthy baby and perfectly fine.

“Where are you staying?” You asked Amanda and Martin as they started to leave with everyone else.

“Over with Ben and Sophie.” Martin explained. “We’re only going to be in town for a couple days.”

“Oh. Well, we should do something while you guys are still here.” You said, smiling. They both hugged you and agreed before leaving with Ben. Soon, Robert, Mark, and Jeremy were gone as well, just leaving you and Chris.

“How are you feeling?” Chris asked as you set down on the couch.

“Tired.” You laughed. “She takes a lot out of me.” He set down next to you and put his hand on your belly, feeling her kick.

“Hey there little lady,” He began. “You should leave your mommy alone.” You giggled a bit and put your hand on top of his.

“I can’t wait until Tom comes home.” You said. The smile faltered from his face.

“About that.” Chris said. “What are you going to do if he doesn’t make it home for the birth?” You didn’t know about his talk with Rani, and he was fairly certain that Tom wouldn’t be coming back anytime soon. You thought for a second.

“Well, to be honest, I haven’t thought of that.” You said. “You’ve been with me for all the classes though. Would you be my birthing coach?” He smiled and laughed a bit.

“Of course sweetheart.” He said. You smiled at him.

The next thing you knew, his lips were on your and he was gently kissing you. And the hormones in your body took over then and kissed him back, your hands grabbing onto his muscular arms and holding him in place while the two of you made out. You were begging for him silently, wanting him because he was there and he was such a good kisser. But you suddenly pulled back.

“Chris, wait.” You said, looking at him. His eyes pierced your soul and his lips were swollen from kissing you. “We can’t.”

“Why not?” Chris asked.

“I’m married. To Tom. I’m carrying his child.” You said, slowly pulling away from Chris. “I can’t do this to him. I love him.”

“Well, I love you.” Chris said. You looked at him. You saw it. The love, the passion, the longing. You had seen it in Ben’s eyes before, but you assumed it was just for Sophie, and now a days, you hoped it was. But this was Chris. This wasn’t Ben. This was the close friend who made you miss your home. This was the man who made you want to stay in America and completely leave England behind. The man who took care of you when everyone else sorta tiptoed around. You took his hand.

“Chris, I love you too. But not in the same way.” You could see tears welling up in his eyes. “No, please don’t do this.” You said, cupping his cheek. “Please don’t cry Chris.”

“I’m not crying.” He said, looking away, hiding his hurting blue eyes from you. “I just have allergies.”

“Chris…”

“I…I’ll go sleep in the guest room tonight.” He said, standing up. You whimpered.

“Please don’t.” You said. He looked at you. “Don’t go.” Chris knew what you were meaning then. You didn’t want him to leave you like Tom had. Not that Tom had chosen to leave you, but you just didn’t want to be alone. He was quickly back by you, his arms wrapped around you.

“I won’t.” He whispered into your hair. You silently started crying then. He didn’t ask you what was wrong, because he already knew. And he felt horrible about it.

“C-Chris?” You whispered, your voice full of sadness.

“What is it sweetie?”

“Is Tom coming back?” He was torn. He wanted to tell you yes and give you hope. But he always wanted to tell you no so that you would stay in his arms. You felt him sigh.

“I don’t know.” He said. “There’s always a chance he could come back, but I don’t know if he’d even be the same.” You nodded and clung to him. “I’m sorry about the kiss.”

“Don’t be.” You whispered. “I…I liked it…”

“You did?”

“Yes. I just can’t do that to Tom.” You whispered. “He waited years for me. He didn’t think I was coming back and he still waited.” He rubbed your back and held you close. You felt yourself dozing off in Chris’s arms.

“I love you so much.” Chris whispered to your sleeping form.

****

“Why did we leave the bloody TARDIS?!” Clara screamed at the Doctor.

“To lead the angels to the weapons room!” The Doctor called back. “You okay back there Thomas?!”

“Fantastic!” He yelled back sarcastically. The angels were close. They would be grabbing for them soon. Luckily, they were in the base still.

“Why the hell are we leading them to the weapons?!” Clara called.

“Because they want Thomas! So we’re going to use him as bait!” The Doctor said. “Now Clara, you and Thomas run that way. I’ll be there soon!”

“WHAT?!” Clara and Tom both screamed. But the Doctor was already gone. They didn’t see the angels, so they went running, trying to find someplace safe. But there was nothing. They were in a large room with mirrors on the walls. The uniform fitting room.

“Great!” Clara said. That’s when the lights started flickering. Tom noticed a ladder with the emergency light panel. “Tom, I’ll distract them! Get up there and turn the lights on!”

“But…”

“Go Tom!” Tom nodded and quickly climbed up to the light panel. He started messing around with it, trying to get it to work. Clara screamed then. “Oh fuck this.” Tom said. He quickly grabbed a chain that was hanging from the ceiling. “Geronimo!” He called out, jumping from the platform. He swooped down and grabbed Clara. The lights stopped flickering then. That’s because the angel had caught itself in the mirror and was unable to move.

“That was…something else.” Tom said. Clara laughed.

“Thanks.” She said. His arm was still around her waist, holding her to him.

“I felt like I needed some Indiana Jones music or something.” He laughed. She looked up at him and he locked eyes with her when there was a rumbling. That’s when the wall with the mirror and the angel standing in front of it was crushed by a large tank. Tom quickly covered Clara from the flying debris.

“What psychopath drives a tank into a building?!” Clara yelled.

“You rang?” The Doctor said, popping out of the top of the tank. “Don’t worry, I took care of the other angels. Everything should be fine now.”

“Should be?” Clara asked.

“Well, we still have to figure out what mysterious flying disk landed in Roswell in 1947.” Tom groaned.

“I’m never getting home, am I?” Clara just laughed then.

****

Time Unknown

“My babies!” Rani fell to her knees, clutching her chest and sobbing. She knew that the Doctor had just destroyed her angels before they could complete their mission. “You want to play dirty?” She said, pulling herself to her feet and walking around. Rani had her own TARDIS, but it was one that wasn’t broken and forever stuck as a 1960’s police box. It was fully functioning and she decided it was time to use its full potential. “Let’s see how smart you are when you can’t take dear, sweet Tom Hiddleston back to his own timeline.” She laughed. She put her hands on the controls of her TARDIS and smiled wickedly.