touch the sky, i'm free inside

[tom]

The last three years had been pretty busy for Tom, who hadn't seemed to stop for the last couple of months. He had been filming a new movie since March, in New York City and Philadelphia and next month was also going to be a hectic one, with the "The A-Team" movie coming out. He'd be travelling around various premieres, press conferences and photo calls, as well as visiting talk shows to do interviews to promote the movie. He couldn't wait to roll up to the Grauman's Chinese Theatre for the Los Angeles premiere though, in an army tank!

So while he could, Tom used his free time to relax and enjoy some down time before having to bet back onto the schedule of travelling, answering the same questions in interviews over and over again, standing in front of cameras at the premieres and any other event, having to look bright-eyed and bushytailed when he felt like crawling into bed and not leaving all day. He woke up late in the morning in his apartment in New York City to a pretty nice day outside. Whenever he was home, he'd take out his two Labrador's for a walk in Central Park. The golden lab was Barnaby and the young chocolate lab was Benny. He took out a pair of jeans and a dark blue tee shirt, put on his Nike sneakers and Ray-Ban wayfarer sunglasses because heading out into NYC.

He'd been talking to someone in real estate earlier in the morning about purchasing a property in Santa Monica, where he fancied living with a place overlooking the beach. It would be a perfect place to spend some time away from the city. He loved visiting Los Angeles, it was a great place with a lot of cool people, he had many friends there and he'd make many more if he spent more time there. That didn't mean he was leaving New York, which was pretty much home to him. But it would be nice to have the option. And with all the recent success he had been having, it wasn't like he couldn't afford it.

Tom was heading to Ferrara Italian Café, a set of two kiosks in Central Park that served some incredibly delicious cakes and pastries, and also light meals that you could eat while sitting out on the chairs and tables set around the kiosks. A foccacia sandwich didn't sound too bad at all. Especially when he planed to follow it with a nice gelato. With a dog leash in each hand, he was pretty much being lead by his dogs through the park which was streaming with people. He took a moment to let Barnaby, the older and more trusted of his two dogs, off of his leash so he could loyally walk by Tom's side.

And the trio arrived at the beautiful green kiosks, which were surrounded by green chairs and tables. "Benny, sit." Tom's deep voice commanded, clicking his fingers to try and get the dog sit beside Barnaby, who went down as soon as he was told. But it was useless and Tom looked around for a moment, wondering where to tie Benny while he lined up at the kiosk, overcome with the delicious smells, which was making him more and more hungry every second. Fuck it, he thought and took Benny into the line with him while Barnaby lay on the ground, chilling out in the shade.

He kept an eye on his dog while the other tried to get to know the people behind and in front of him at the kiosk while he waited to order. "Would you stop? Jesus Christ..." he mumbled, Benny trying to tug him away to sniff the butt of another dog. Benny could be frustrating sometimes but he made up for it by being really cute (and slightly dopey at times) and being a very loving and affectionate animal. Plus, he was so adorable. Even more so than his owner - yes, that was possible.

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Tagged for Rebecca Hamilton. 2B6045

[rebecca]

i wanna run, smash into you

they werent kidding when they said life wasn't easy and just when you thought you had everything under control, weird things happened. she spent six almost seven years, single and thinking that mitch was dead when in reality he wasn't. he was very much alive and what was so weird about it was that they were never that far from each other. when she was in new york he happened to be there as well, though new york was a huge city so it was kind of understandable why they never ran into each other. she had been somewhat of a hermit for a bit before she got herself together and began working again. which she was glad she did because it often took her mind off of mitch and on to other things. like, spending time with her family and friends that she had made through the years. which was why she made the unplanned trip to visit her family in new york and hang out with them for a while. luckily she wasn't filming anything but she did sign on to do the fouth installment to the underworld series - which was always fun for her to act in. yes people, badass selene was coming back with vengeance.

she always enjoyed playing the badass girl who could kick your ass and not waste a breath doing so. so before filming for that started she came to NYC to relax, plus life in los angeles was beginning to get a bit stuffy for her. becca started her day early, taking her niece and nephew out for a bit of shopping whether it be clothes or toys and for the most part she had been spending most of her time in the toy stores. though she didn't mind because as long as she made them happy then that was all that mattered. so that was what she had been doing, for the past few hours. long lines, kids screaming and crying because they didn't get what they wanted and what not. it was enough to give her a headache and was glad when he brother called asking if she could bring them back home so they could visit their grandparents. luckily they were a few blocks away from her brother's house and she dropped them off along the way because she was headed to get something to eat. all that walking around made a girl hungry and she was in the mood for something sweet and she wouldn't mind having a panini along with it.

oh man, just the thought of it made her stomach growl with frustration that she had waited so long to eat. rebecca began to weave her way through the crowds of people, trying to find a place where she could satisfy her hunger needs. "where to go, where to go" she muttered quietly as she glanced at the various food places that were set up and down the street. her hazel eyes finally landed on the familiar green kiosks that were known to have some of the most delicious pastries known to man. she made her way over towards it and stood in line with her arms crossed. she stared at the ground as she waited for her turn in line, crossing her legs over one another as she patiently waited. she noticed the dog beside her trying to get to know everyone that came it's way and it's somewhat annoyed owner telling him to stop. she giggled slightly as she turned casually behind her to glance at the guy and was surprised to see that she knew him. "give him a break, he's trying to make friends." she giggled, turning her body all the way around to face him. it had been a while since she last seen him and she just recently cut her hair for her movie, so hopefully he still remembered her. "hey tom, how are you" she asked with a warm smile.



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[tom]

While he stood there in his own thoughts, he was making plans. Planning on what he needed to do before going on this mini-tour of premieres and other promotional tasks for this movie. Plans to visit his parents once his commitments were finished and also to see his younger sister. Plans to take a trip with some friends and to actually take a vacation for the first time in however fucking long. Somewhere nice and exotic like St Barts, or maybe somewhere cultural and historic like Rome in Italy. He was in thought when he heard someone speak and realised it was to him. About his dog. His head whipped around as he heard a voice that sounded very familiar and his eyes searched for the speaker. And as soon as he laid eyes on Rebecca Hamilton, a grin spread across the lower portion of his face. . "Oh my god." he chuckled and reached an arm out to rest it on the side of her arm. "Hey Becca." he said cheerfully, thrilled to see an old friend. He hadn't seen or spoken to Becca in ages. He was surprised to see her with shorter hair, it was back to how it was a year or so after he first met her when short to the shoulders like the character Selene.

Then he realised that he had heard about a fourth instalment the Underworld film series. But the last time he saw her it was long and flowing. It had honestly been just about a year since he'd seen her, possibly more. He couldn't remember, it was some award show or after party and he managed to talk to her for few hours before having to be whisked away the next day to be back on set. "God, I haven't seen you in so long." he said to her and tugged on the dog's leash to make him stop trying to sniff her shins to death. She wouldn't have met Benny before, although he had Barnaby when he first met all the way through him being good friends with her today. Although back in the early days, Barns was just a little pup. Now he was an old man of nine! His first instinct was to move in and give his old friend a big, welcoming and warm hug. Not because he wanted to bed her (although he would admit at one point, he wanted to) and to give her a gentle and friendly kiss to the cheek.

Despite being exceptionally busy over the past couple of months, Tom honestly had no complaints. His career was going great, he was feeling great and things were just really good. He was quite the optimist, even if he was feeling ill he would probably still answer that he was doing good. "I'm doing great, being kept real busy but it's all good." Tom said, with a chuckle. She knew exactly what he meant being an actress herself. "Wow..." he said, not expecting to bump into someone along the lines of Rebecca. He ran his hand down the back of his head. "You look great. And I love the hair." he said to her, motioning his hand around his shoulders before turning and shuffled towards the kiosk. He began to order his quick, light lunch before turning to Becca. "What are you wanting?" he asked, seeing as they might as well kill two birds with one stone and order together because he wasn't about to let her go without at least having a little chat, unless she had somewhere to be. And he hoped not, he hated that their professions dragged them away from friendships. Talking on the phone couldn't compared to seeing people in person for Tom.

[rebecca]

i wanna run, smash into you

it was always nice to see old friends that you hadn't seen in forever. sure, there was the internet, texting and calling but it wasn't the same as calling them up asking to do lunch or whatever. especially when one of them lived on the other side of the united states. but how ironic was it to meet up with tom, in new york city at an italian cafe. damn, what was up with meeting people she hadn't seen in ages at the most random places, first mitch and now tom. did she hit the lottery or what? her smile never left, especially when he did recognize her and she wouldn't have to go through that awkward 'oh well we meant back..' sort of thing. from what she had last heard, tom had been very busy with the movies he had worked on. the hangover was one of her favorite comedies to watch and not because he was perhaps the hottest guy in the film. but that was besides the point, completely besides the point. "it's been a long time" she exclaimed. a year to her was like a century when it came to not seeing really good friends. it was only natural for her to return the gesture and place her hand on his arm as well.

the last time she had seen him was at an award show or an after party, it might've been both never knowing with them. "yes, i know because someone doesn't know how to keep in touch" she spoke as she looked away as if she didn't know whom she could possibly be talking about. "you know like call or something, instead of not talking to me at all" she added with a small grin and giggle. of course she was just kidding because she wasn't any better with the whole situation either. becca glanced down at the dog who seemed extremely happy that his owner had found someone he liked. she felt herself being pulled into a hug and didn't try to stop him in the slightest. the girl wrapped her arms around tom's neck and hugged him tightly and repaid him back with giving him a kiss on the cheek as well. her relationship with tom was definitely something different that from any other friendship she ever had. when they first met there was definitely some chemistry, a lot of flirting going back and forth between the two of them - though nothing ever happened. it was just one of those things that people would've suspected that something would happen though it never went anywhere.

oh she knew exactly what he was talking about, especially if you had movies coming out back to back and having to go from talk show to talk show to answer basically the same questions. "yeah, i saw the hangover and it was great. i couldn't stop laughing.." and she wasn't exaggerating at all. there was not a dull point in the movie and it helped that there was a shirtless scene of tom tom's character was almost just like tom. minus him being a teacher and being married with a son and everything. when he commented on her hair, she laughed nervously as she brought her hand up to her head. "oh thanks, i miss my long hair but i cut it to get use to it again" she said as she followed suit and moved forward as well. "for underworld but i'm sure you would know that because you call me all the time" she exclaimed with a slight smile. pulling off her sunglasses, she held them in her hand just as he began to speak to her. "um, i'll have whatever you're having" she replied with a shrug. you couldn't go wrong with anything from this place and plus she wasn't picky when it came to food. "but of course you look good, when does tom quinn not look good. the ladies love you and i better be careful or i might get attacked by squealing fan girls.." she laughed, which was something she did a lot whenever she was around him.



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[tom]

"Ahh. Pull a guilt trip on me, why don't ya?" he teased and held onto her with one arm. "I know, I know - I'm terrible. You have every right to turn around and walk away right now." he said, letting go her and gesturing towards the vast park. She could try and turn around and walk away right now. Try. "Oh yeah? I'm glad you enjoyed it." Tom said quietly. He didn't like watching himself on screen, he'd often watch the movie once just to see the end result. But he felt uncomfortable watching himself. And talking about with friends. It was the same for him and the Underworld movies, he thought they were kick ass and he'd beam about it to her and it probably annoyed and embarrassed the hell out of her! But they were achievements. "Stop it, you're breaking my heart here." he whined, abusing those baby-blue eyes of his with a puppy dog look while his hand rested on top of his chest.

Thomas knew he was good looking. But he also knew what his flaws were and that he wasn't perfection and that not every woman in the world found him attractive. He wasn't some arrogant pretty boy (although he was a very pretty, pretty boy) but knowing he had something going for him in the appearance department gave him confidence. Confidence that gave him the ability to play the roles handed to him and play them right. He smiled somewhat bashfully after Becca's compliment and rolled his eyes after she brought up fan-girls. "I'm not that great, sweetheart." he said. Most people probably didn't recognise him and if they did, the vast majority didn't make a big spectacle of it. Many didn't even approach him. Now online, you'd find fan-girls. But he couldn't say that he encountered them on the daily.

Premieres were a whole other ball game, Tom would be busy moving down the line trying to get to as many of them as he possibly could before being taken away by some assistant. He'd try and spare a minute to have a quick chat and sign something or take a picture. hey were the ones buying the tickets to see the movie in the theatre and then buying it on DVD and thus, making the films and Tom himself successful. "Oh, don't worry about them. I gave them the day off." he joked but said it in an convincing air of arrogance that came with a number of the roles he had played in past.

He turned to order her the same cheesy foccacia sandwich that he had ordered himself, with sun-dried tomatoes, lettuce, ham, red onion and other goodness as well as a summer fruits smoothie. "You in the city for a little while?" he asked, trying not to bombard her with questions. "At least long enough for me to take you to dinner." he said with a smile. Oh, you charming little sod. Don't worry, he wasn't trying to pull. He wanted to catch up with her. "Will you hold onto him for me, please?" he said, passing her the leash so he could take the drinks and the sandwiches and he motioned to the table that he left Barnaby waiting at. "You remember Barns, right? Look at the old fella now." he cooed, placing the goods on the table and chivalrously pulling out the green garden chair for her. "So come on, tell me. How's things been - how're you?" he asked, tempting Benny to stay seated with a little bit of ham.

[rebecca]

i wanna run, smash into you

she crossed her arms over her chest and nodded in agreement with everything he had said. when he gave her the option to leave, she acted as if she were about to walk away but wasn't surprised when she felt herself being pulled back. "don't tell me i can leave if you aren't gonna let me" she giggled as she leaned against him. another thing that she and tom had in common was the whole watching themselves on the big screen. rebecca's rule was to wait a good seven or so years before she looked at the movie after she somewhat watched it at the premiere. usually at the premiere she always found something else to do, she would do the red carpet but after that she would try and leave and if she coudln't she'd hideout somewhere. her underworld films were always something that she talked awkwardly about, especially about her costume. the catsuit and huge gothic boots, yeah talk about being classy. "oh yeah, i forgot you were modest." she replied, bringing her hand up to rub his cheek lightly. it wasn't uncommon for becca to touch someone in a sweet and casual way.

premiers were something she loved to go to and also hated to deal with. the whole getting ready thing, really displeased her to no end. spending hours getting her hair and make-up and picking out something to wear when all she wanted to wear was something simple from her closet. "well i have friends who would say otherwise mr. quinn," she retorted as he spoke of not being that great. to some of her friends, he was like, their god or something it was quite hilarious. "oh im so glad you did, it shows how much you care" she giggled before she playfully punched him in his stomach. "yeah, i am. i needed to spend some time with the family before i started filming again" she answered quietly. "i was actually walking around for hours taking my neice and nephew toy shopping...it was interesting" she giggled. oo la la, dinner and catching up with an old friend sounded lovely. "yeah sure, just let me know when and we'll make it happen" becca exclaimed with a nod. she grasped onto the leash and followed tom towards the table where the know older version of barnaby was patiently waiting.

"you mean to tell me i've been away from my barny this long" she stated as she sat down in the chair he pulled out. "maybe i should disappear more often if you're gonna keep this up" she laughed as she pointed to his chair. what girl wouldn't like having their chair being pulled out for them, it was very rare for guys to do it anymore these days. she turned her attention to barnaby whom she had motioned to come over earlier, aw he was just as she had remembered only bigger. "um, nothing really. just living in LA doing small films here and there." she added a shrug before she took a drink of her smoothie. "just a few days ago though, i had to find lola some sort of sweater to hide her torched fur" she said as she began to reply that night in her head of when her cat caught fire. "i had lit some candles to make, you know make the house pretty and she sort of..." she motioned with her hand as she tried to find the right words to say. "just waltzed past the candle and then all of a sudden there was this huge ball of light." at the time it wasn't funny but she couldn't help but laugh everytime she told the story.

"of course i was thinking, oh my god - jesus is here" of course at the time she thought for sure that the cat was in pain or something and luckily she was getting ready for an award show - so her make-up artist and dresses helped put the cat out. "though she didn't even know what happened..so, all is well" she mumbled before she looked up at him and smiled awkwardly. "i shouldn't have told you that, i don't know why i tell anyone that." she laughed as she shook her head. "but besides that incident, i'm fine actually, i couldn't be better i think." she nodded before she took another drink of her smoothie. "but you, mr. bachelor - how are the ladies treating you?" she asked nonchalantly.



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[tom]

Sometimes it made him feel pretty good about himself when he was told about how people liked him. But sometimes it made him feel all odd and even a little bit embarrassed. It was like sitting with a group of friends in high school and being told one of them liked you. And then all your friends were sat there teasing and discussing the crush. It was odd! "You say that like I don't act gentlemanly around you every time I see you." he smirked, as he did. It was how he was raised. And if you wanted women to appreciate you, then you had to learn to appreciate women in more ways than simply admiring their looks. Nowadays, some woman didn't want guys to pay for everything and hold open doors or pull out chairs, all those independent women who didn't men to do a damn thing for them and all that. He just liked showing a little bit of respect because to earn it, you had to show it. Say whatever you wanted about Tom and his Casanova-esque escapades, he loved and respected woman. They were not sexual objects to him, that was all a bonus!

"I really am sorry it's been this long though." he said genuinely, now that he had thought about how long it had actually been. The months had been flying by so quick this past year, it just hadn't felt that long. "We need to make an effort to keep in touch." he said with a nod. And that was that. When Rebecca began to tell her story, he didn't know whether to believe it at first. He sat there, watching her with his baby-blue eyes while his mouth hung ajar. This story was absurd, how was that truthful!? He hoped for the poor kitty's sake that she was making this up! Tom took a breath with his mouth still open as she reveal the story and tried not to chuckle at the fireball's expense. "Oh my god. Are you serious??" he asked her and leaned on the table. "That's terrible!" he said and smiled, shaking his head as he began to chuckle because she was laughing. "We're going to hell for finding that funny..." he informed her and his shoulders shuddered as he chuckled. "Oh, what's a crazy story shared between friends?" he said.

He didn't mind knowing that, in fact he'd probably have to retell that story to someone else later. "I'm glad Lola's alright though, she's lucky." he added, in a more serious tone. Because he loved his dogs a lot and if something like that happened to one of them, he'd be mortified. "That's good to hear." he beamed, because Tom was glad that things were great for her just like they were for him. It was always fantastic to hear, for once, that people were doing great, feeling great and being great. There was so much negativity in the air these days, it was refreshing to hear (and feel) positive-ness. Tom began to laugh as he chewed and eventually swallowed some of his sandwich and wiped his lips before speaking. "As they always treat me, my darling - fantastically." he said, producing a cheeky grin. He was never one to kiss and tell. Because he was known as a bit of a lothario, any woman pictured with him was labelled a possible new fling. Every female friend would be regarded as a romance and it was just something he had to put up with.

He even had to contact a big celebrity blog site to correct them, that no his younger sister whom he had been pictured hugging and giving a kiss on the cheek to at an airport was not his latest romantic partner and that they needed to change their information immediately! There was always that question of, how long will this one be pictured on his arm for. Will this one last? They never did, because they never entered their flings with the intention of having a serious relationship. He didn't open himself up to having one. It was easy then being hurt. He would probably be the one doing the hurt, he just knew it. He knew he couldn't trust himself not to be tempted and to cheat. He never meant to, he just seemed to know no boundaries. "I'm just waiting for that right one to come along, Becca. But you just never seem to be around." he teased, joking around with her like they usually did.