[Tord's Point Of View]

"Tord, please come out." A soft voice came from behind my door. I took a good moment to register who it was. It wasn't Pat or Pau's face, no their voices were way different from this weak and soft voices. "O-Or at least let me in..."

I closed my eyes, thinking for a moment....

Matt.

I let out a gentle sigh, opening the door for him. Matt looked absolutely pitiful. His good eye was puffy and red obvious he had been crying not too long ago.

"Matt? What brings you here..?"

Matt took a huffy breath, shaking slightly. "I... I want to help you find Tom." I stiffened up, my gaze clouding with grief. "It's appreciated Matt, but with little Intel on which base Tom was taken too..." I shook my head feeling tears well up. It's been a solid month since my sweet Tommy was taken, and I couldn't help but fear the worst happened to Tom.

What if he was dead? What if he never loved me in the first place and was working for the enemy? What if this was all a trap set up by the enemy? What if-

No Tord, stop thinking like this... Tom needs you, Tom loves you... Right?

"Tord? Tord are you listening to me?" Matt asked, waving his hand in front of me. I snapped back to attention, looking at Matt. "Hm, s-sorry..."

Matt let out a soft breath, shaking his head "I swear... Do you remember who took Tom?" I took a deep breath, shaking my head. The memory of the attack was so vague, all I could remember was Tom pressed against the cold floor, his hands behind his back. Then lights out.

The footage of Tom's kidnapping had been deleted or cut out. Like it was someone from the inside. I rubbed my head in irritation, a heavy sigh escaping Matt's lips.

"Don't worry Tord... We'll find him...."

I winced slightly. If I wasn't under so much stress, I would've snapped immediately at Tom, correcting him of my title. Walking back to my desk, I rubbed the side of my temple, feeling tears well up in my left eye.

Matt rubbed my back, making me slightly uncomfortable. His soft rubs turned into steady pats on the back as I began to sob uncontrollably.

I missed Tom so much it tore me in two.

Pressing against the table, I continued to sob until my eyes felt dry and empty. Letting out a soft huff, I regained my stance. I cleared my throat, in attempts to push down the lump in my throat.

"Red leader!"

My head snapped at the sound of Pau's rough voice.

"E-Enter Co-Leader!"

I turned my body, meeting a fuming Paul and a frantic Pat.

"Red leader, the Blue Army has attacked our base located along the border of Sweden and Norway." Pat choked out, gasping for breath. I let out a soft growl, clenching my fist.

The blue army has always been a pain in my side, their leader Jackson loving nothing more than giving me major migraines. "Prepare the jets, we'll bomb their east ports."

"That's not all Red Leader..." I cocked my eyebrow, seeing Pau's
serious gaze. "There are reports that we were attacked by a 'monster'. A monster as tall as 5 buses stacked on top of each other with black and purple fur...."

I felt my body freeze up as my eyes widen. Tom.

I felt my blood boil, of course, Jackson would take Tom for his personal gain. The thought of that psychotic strawberry bitch forcing MY Tommy to work for him... It made me want to storm through those doors and slit his throat.

"Get the troops ready, load the guns, ready the jets. We attack tomorrow at Dawn." I snarled, seething with anger. That bastard was going to pay the price for taking what is mine. I snapped my head back at Matt, flashing him my canines. "Ever killed a person before?" I chuckled darkly, seeing him slowly shaking his head. "Do clones count?..." He whispered, shaking. I twist my mouth upwards, not sure if I was smirking or frowning. "A death is a death. I want you fighting tomorrow. Now go!" Matt squealed, giving me a quick hand salute before practically bolting out the room.

"You two - You are dismissed." I snapped, looking back at Pat and Pau. They were stiff for a moment but nodded before leaving the room.

As for myself, I lit up a cigar trying to contain my anger. I couldn't lash out - not yet. I wanted to boil all my rage, so once I found Jackson, I could unleash my fury.

Leaving my office, I went into my vacant room.

It was pretty much like a luxurious apartment, only inside a base. All my soldiers had their own personal bedrooms, however, the higher-ranking officers were the ones with 'apartments'.

My room had been left alone, untouched from the morning Tom disappeared. I moved my way past the living room and kitchen, making my way into the bedroom. The sheets were still undone, Tom's clothes littered the floor. I avoided stepping over his clothes, treating them as if they were a delicate piece of history that could crumble at the faintest of breaths. Sliding into the bathroom, I slipped into the shower, letting the hot water run over my body.

I had to admit - I had neglected my well-being ever since Tom was taken. I didn't take showers, and I only ate when Pau stormed into my room, "violating" me by shoving spoonfuls of mashed food down my throat. I tilted my head back, running my shampoo through my matted hair.

Scrubbing away at all the grime and sweat I had collected over the past month.

'I need to be looking nice for my prince if I'm going to rescue him'

I hummed, scrubbing any dirt that was left. Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself off, before putting on a clean pair of clothing. I picked Tom's blue hoodie off from the dresser, throwing it over my body. It fit well on me but was a bit snugly against my muscles.

I pressed my nose into the hoodie, taking in Tom's lingering scent.

Smirnoff and Peppermint, with just a DASH of ground coffee beans.

I tucked myself into Tom's side of the bed, surrounding myself with thoughts and reminders of him.

Soon, I would have him back in my arms, cradled against my chest. His arms wrapped around my waist, as my fingers ran through his hair.

I shuddered, feeling a strong ache in my heart. I missed having my partner by my side, the comforting feeling of his slightly warm body against mine. Curling up, I finally drifted off to sleep.