Oh shit. Tom thought. Not only does he have complete control over my whole body, but he can read my mind. This can't go well, for all I know he could kill me at this very moment.

"I'm not a complete idiot Tom, anyway I need you as a weapon."

"Oh right I forgot you know what I'm thinking, maybe now I don't have to tell you that you should Fuck Off."

"what was that dear?"

Tom froze. did he- did he just call me dear. Tom could feel his face heat up.

After realising his mistake Tord tried desperately to take it back "Wait, no n-not-, ehh."

"Wow." Tom finally spoke. "Look who's speechless now, Dear." He smirked, knowing he'd won.

Tords POV

I couldn't think of what to do next, I just sat there listening to Tom mock me. Although he was being quite rude his voice was still the one I remembered from all that time ago. It had been two years since the explosion and I could tell by how he was treating me Tom definitely hadn't forgiven me, like I hoped he would. I can't help these feelings that spark whenever I hear his name. I know its stupid but I just want to know what it feels like to hold him in my arms, wake up everyday to his voice saying my name. "Tord,Tord…"

"TORD!" Tom screamed.

I suddenly fell back not realising I was daydreaming. I could tell Tom was trying not to laugh at me which I greatly appreciated. This day wasn't going as planned for me. I didn't seem in as much control anymore. When patryck walked in I was more then delighted to say the least.

"Have you come to collect #1234 (wow so creative) and take him to his room?"

"Yes sir, that is if you are done with him." Pat said to me, being formal as ever.

"I'm very done with him. Can you give him his uniform before you take him to his room?"

"yes sir." Pat saluted as he left ushering Tom to follow as I released him from the chair.

Toms POV

The man whose name tag read 'patryck' lead me to a room while passing me a pile of clothes. In silence we walked through plain white halls for what felt like forever. When we finally got to my 'room' he opened the door.

"After you change Red Leader will want to see you in his office, its just straight down this hall." Then he left.

I decided 'Red Leader was probably the stupid name Tord came up with. I put on the uniform glad to realise it was long sleeve, not glad to realise that my arm was still bleeding from this morning. Not knowing what to do I looked around for something to wipe my blood. I opted out for my old shirt as it was already stain from being used as a cloth before. When I got the blood off I put on the shirt. The uniform isn't that bad. It's a blue long sleeve shirt with two black and white checked circles on the upper arm, a grey waist-coat, black tie and navy-blue trousers. He didn't give me any shoes so I just put on my checked sneakers. This wasn't actually that bad.

A/N: Haha, classic stupid tom. Probs forgot he was with tord. Anyway that is the second chapter, a bit longer than the first. When I'm more caught up with school and life in general I will post longer chapters which will mean they will take more time. I might, when I start on my other story plans, make an upload schedule so people who just want one story know what day it will be posted. That's all I really have to say. -H