Chapter Fifty-Two

                                    

                                          
Dedicated to the gorgeous @trolley1992

                          
The next four hours were a constant coming and going of cast and crew from Ragnarok. Kevin, the producer, had come in the ambulance with Tom so he popped in and out and was almost constantly on the phone. He told me what had happened; Tom's harness latch had failed while he was doing a stunt in front of the green screen, causing a rapid sideways fall. In trying to arrest the fall by putting his arms out, Tom's hand had snagged on a piece of equipment, wrenching his shoulder. 
                          
An hour later Chris E and Robert arrived to see how Tom was doing. He greeted them as enthusiastically as he had me and when I explained to them about the effects of the painkillers, I was sure they were going to wet themselves laughing. Chris, being the prankster he is, took video footage of Tom raving about the 'big green guy' while Robert only encouraged the both of them. I felt it was like being in a room with Matt and his friends.
                          
They were so rowdy that a nurse arrived to tell them to be quiet; when she saw who was in the cubicle she blushed bright red and ended up having selfies taken with Chris and Robert, who schmoozed her into forgetting about the noise and even bringing us all some tea. I shook my head at them, laughing when Robert just wiggled his eyebrows.
                          
"Are you okay Kate? You look a little pale." Robert looked concerned.
                          
"I'm fine Bobby, I'm just -"
                          
"Hey!" Tom interjected loudly, waggling a wildly waving finger towards Robert. "Keep your hands off my woman!"
                          
Robert held his hands in front of him in surrender. "It's okay buddy, I'm not touching her, just asking if she's alright. She looks a little pale, don't you think? Maybe she should sit down." 
                          
"Kate, you do look unwell." Chris agreed. "Do you want –?"
                          
Tom interrupted again. "We're having a Kate, my baby and me ... I ... me I?" He frowned when he realised it hadn't come out right. "No, we're having a baby!" He turned to me with the cutest little boy look. "Aren't we?" I agreed and went to his side; he put his good arm around me, tucking his head into my waist and mumbling something towards my abdomen. I looked at Chris and Robert and smiled, rolling my eyes. 
                          
Both of them offered congratulations and Robert, guessing that my paleness was caused by morning sickness, suggested some things that had helped Susan.
                          
Not long after they left Jeremy and Scarlett arrived and stayed briefly, followed by Mark and Chris H. They were on the verge of leaving when Cindy and Jacob arrived, Tom's make-up and hair stylists. Both had been with him through all the Marvel movies and were old friends, though when I'd met Cindy on set a few weeks back I had felt a strange vibe, one I hadn't yet been able to put a name to. The fact that she insisted on calling me Dr Hiddleston instead of by my first name just added to the vaguely uneasy feeling.
                          
As Mark and Chris took their leave Cindy was cleaning Tom's make-up off and I watched her for a minute, wondering if it was just my imagination that she seemed to touch his arm and good shoulder more than was necessary. I caught Chris looking at them too just before he disappeared out the awful green curtain, which didn't help my unease. 
                          
Once the Loki make-up was gone and Jacob had removed Tom's hair extensions, they sat to chat for a while until Kevin showed up again and they said their farewells. I watched Tom carefully but he seemed to treat them with exactly the same friendliness and courtesy he showed everyone. 
                          
Kevin stayed until the doctor arrived and we were all very relieved to hear Tom had suffered only a mild sprain and inflammation of the tendon in his rotator cuff, which while extremely painful, wouldn't lead to any permanent damage. He needed rest, ice and anti-inflammatories for a few days. He'd been very lucky, the doctor told us, it could have been much worse.