Sunday, April 26, 2015

[Season 2]: CHAPTER 48

CHAPTER 48 – Coming Home




Six months later

– Okay, just let me check – Tom turned the bottle over at his arm, making a drop fall. – All good – he then picked up James from the carrier, as finished settling Elisa's diaper, and then picked her up as well. Soon, the two were sitting side by side on the couch, feeding their children.

– And we're all set – smiled brightly at Tom.

– Who knew we'd become pros so quickly? – Tom grinned largely at his wife, who was still too much in awe to respond. – What?

– I can't believe we did this.

This? – he motioned to the two children, and she chuckled.

– No, silly – then stood up and dramatically opened the curtains to reveal the view outside – This.

And there it was. Old London town. She could see the place where she did Christmas shopping with her parents, straight from the window of their new home.

– We're living in London. London, baby! – she completed, and Tom laughed, mainly at her choice to quote Friends at that moment.

– I take it back, you know – Tom gazed at as she sat back down. – I would not have been okay moving here alone.

– And I wouldn't have been okay with you saying no to this project – she smiled back. – So it's all good.

When Tom's agent approached him about The Night Manager, she was almost sure it'd be a no, since the series was shot in London. That indeed was Tom and 's first reaction, but as the producers insisted, they started thinking more and more about the possibility. It was true that neither of them had projects in sight, and this particular one would allow Tom to have a decent amount of hours of work each day. Plus, it was all filmed in the same city, so if the family followed him there, he'd be able to spend all his free time with them. While it seemed like the most logical choice, it was also daunting to leave their home – until they realized that their new was always home, too.

– Ah, here they are – Tom noticed the familiar car pull by the entrance, and pressed the button that opened the gates.

– Did you call them over? – frowned, as the baby girl rested on her shoulder, and her husband let out a small laugh.

– Did I ever have to?

's and Tom's families couldn't possibly have been more supportive of their moving. The new grandparents had been sobbing about needing to go back when they flew to the U.S to visit the babies, and when heard the news, grew ecstatic and were still so. They would show up at the house all the time, supposedly to offer help, but really to snuggle onto their loved ones – which the couple admittedly didn't find bad, as they lacked that in their lives for so many years.

– Still assuming I'm not up for cooking lunch, Ma? – grinned at her mother, who stepped in with grocery bags.

– You know I'm just making up for years where you couldn't get mama's food, darling – Lily kissed in the cheek and quickly got rid of what she was holding, only to steal little Elisa off. – Hello, princess!

, look at what your father found! – Tom approached his wife with a big grin, as the man in subject was bent over the couch and made silly noises towards his grandson.

– Little Chelsea jerseys? – got a hold of one of the blue tees and smiled. – That's the cutest thing I've seen this week, apart from the models about to wear them.

– Darling, your phone – Lily pointed at the ringing phone, and adored the momentary mayhem caused in the house by such a cheerful family.

– Tom, call your parents in as well! There definitely is food enough – pointed out before answering the video chat. – Ollie!

, my love! How are you?

– So well, and missing you so much – pouted, not too long afterwards switching the view to a smiling little James who sat on the couch.

– Oh, hi, Jamie! Fairy godmother here! Who would be doing a better job if your parents hadn't flew you across the ocean.

– Oh, don't be so dramatic! – 's face was back before the camera. – Plus, I've told you to join Chris in his trip.

– Well excuse me if I'm not filthy rich like Captain America, who can flee to London as he pleases! Not that he is, cause I'm sure Marvel's paying.

– Then get him to pay for your ticket – the woman smiled playfully, making her friend laugh.

It was a day as good as ever, and the parents tucked in their kids at night, watching some TV before going to sleep as well. Later on at night, woke up out of nowhere, scared. Tom wasn't beside her, which made her storm out of bed and run to the children’s' room in front of theirs. As she got there, she was immediately struck by the image she saw and froze at the door.

Tom sat down in the armchair, shirtless and with his plaid pajama pants, and held Elisa with his left arm, as the right one gently caressed her head. He rocked sweetly backwards and forwards and smiled like a goof looking at the little baby. As soon as got there, Tom noticed her presence, but looked up calmly so he wouldn't wake up their daughter again.

– She doesn't need to be fed – he whispered – She was just up for a bit, it's okay. Go back to sleep.

, smiling the widest grin she could possibly smile, approached the two after taking a glimpse at a heavy sleeping James in his crib. She squinted down and started caressing Elisa's hair, looking at Tom.

– I'm fine right here.


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HELLO, EVERYONE! YES, I AM ALIVE (don't actually know if anyone's still reading, but okay). I am really sorry for how long it took me to update, I did even consider ending it in this meantime, but then I came up with this storyline which I'm liking a lot. So yeah, I guess I'm back, and I intend to make the stories more like this now, more cozy and intimate (that is until they're back to being superstars, which shouldn't be long actually). And I won't be updating as much as I used to, but also not stopping yet :)

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