POV: Emma. The next morning... Don't play the song until I tell you! 😘

Tom and I stayed together in the same hotel room we filmed our honeymoon sex scene, which went very well I might add and quickly made it to our hotel room to finish what we started... deciding it easier to stay here for the train scene this morning.

Tom and I dressed together with our stylists in our suite taking us back to 1942 once again.

We finished our looks quickly. Taking a gander at each other once more... falling in love with our characters... and each other more and more each day.

We both were a little somber this morning, because today was going to be our last day of filming together for quite some time. Tom was leaving for Germany to film his flight scenes and war scenes. My heart was aching knowing we would be apart for at least a month. I now understood some of what Isla and Jack went through, even though ours was much less time apart and not a dangerous venture of unknowing war pressing amongst them. But the sentiment was still the same of feeling lost without each other. Wanting each other every second of the day and night...

Tom put his military hat on looking at me with a great big smile across his face. He glided over to me circling his arms around my waist, with the stylists still in our room.

"I love you, Emma." Tom affectionately proclaimed making my body tingle. I returned my inner emotions for him outwardly, "I love you, Thomas." I softly smiled with my lips touching. He then bent down to sensually kiss my lips getting lost in each other's sanctions.

"Come along you two!! Ron's waiting!" Chantel teasingly demanded with a sweet tone.

I lifted my head back to stare into Tom's captivating blue eyes, speaking to directly to him. "Are you ready for our next scene?" Tom gestured his head yes and held me tighter in his masculine arms.

Chantel barked at us to end our conversation keeping us on schedule once again. "Tom! Emma! Now!" We knew she was right and quickly made our way to Kings Cross Station... feeling as if we were coming home once again. Remembering our Hogwarts days. However, this time we were leaving separately.

King's Cross Station

Play the song and come back! 😘😭

Tom and I were on the platform. Hugging each other never letting go... getting submerged into our characters.

The train sat behind us... rubbing it's engines and chalky smoke cascading the station creating the ambiance of war foreshadowing the future.

The other actors surrounding us with their portrayals of goodbyes to their sweethearts made this moment even more real. The brave men in their uniforms and the women's 1940s style clothing reminded me all of what this must have been really like... saying goodbye to the love of your life... not knowing if you would ever see each other again.

I began to cry, trying to control my sobs to read my lines to Tom. My thoughts and emotions getting lost before him becoming Isla and he becoming Jack right before their very eyes as the cameras rolled...

I sniffed looking down at my feet as Jack lifted my chin to look up into his heavenly sent eyes.

My tears streaming down both cheeks... he sweetly smiled helping me to find my strength to say goodbye. Wiping my drops away with his gentle touches of his fingers.

"Jack we only had one night alone together as a married couple." My lips quivering with pain feeling my heart literally tearing apart.

"Isla, my love. We WILL have many more nights to come for the rest of our lives. This is not a goodbye. It's just a... I'll be seeing you. It's a... see you after while... in a few moments time. It may seem forever. But my darling, you will be with me in my heart and my soul every moment of everyday and every night." Jack finished his heartbreaking speech as I cried gasping between breaths.

He held my face in his strong hands... bringing me to him, to touch and meet his soft plump addicting lips. We momentarily broke apart as He looked back at me again. Suddenly I remembered my gift to him.

"I have something for you." I somehow let out my words, opening my pocketbook clung to the middle of my arm giving Jack his present.

"It's my pocket bible. And a picture of me as a bookmark or to put in your dash of your speedometer or whatever you call it... when you look out when your flying." I let out a soft chuckle for the first time bringing a smile to both our faces.

Jack took my gift and opened the Bible to see my picture. He grew a great big dirty smirk across his face with his eyes glowing in satisfaction, following with that delectable right eyebrow raising...

"I'm going to have to hide this, my love. Every man in Europe will try to take this away from me." He lovingly proclaimed making me blush. "My wife, half naked in her bikini before my very eyes will keep me fighting, going, and living forever." Jack revealed seductively grinning at me, feeling my next step of words and more tears coming knowing this was it...

"Jack, promise me. Promise me. You'll come back to me." I begged holding the lapels of his Royal Air Force uniform.

"I promise Isla." Jack strongly declared with his eyes beginning to mist. But quickly pulling himself together to stay strong for me.

"I'm coming back to you, my love. Always and forever." He declared again as I gasped with tears. Feeling my entire body shaking from devastation.

We heard the train's whistle blowing telling our soldiers it was time to leave. To say our final goodbyes...

"I love you Mrs. Brighton." Jack softly spoke kissing me as I held his face one more time.

"ALL ABOARD! LAST CALL!" The conductor alerted.

"I'll write you everyday." I promised looking so deeply into his eyes... engraving his ardently beautiful features into my brain for eternity.

"You better." He teased me trying to make me laugh.

"I love you. I love you... I love you." I shook my emotions right from my soul through my lips. "I love you forever, my Isla." He ended kissing me again for the last time.

We let go of our embraces with him still smiling at me. Jack walked backwards towards the train never leaving our gazes. I held my arms out for a moment longer still wanting to feel him. He reached his destination for the steps and I watched him board the train.

Jack opened a window to stick half his body out. I ran to the train as it began to move.

He stuck his hand out to hold mine, as I so bravely grabbed him for dear life. I ran along the pavement with him holding onto to our grips firmly.

Finally, the train began to move faster as I had to let go of him. He blew me a kiss with his earnest hand. Waving goodbye to me. Mouthing I love you...

I blew him a kiss waving goodbye to my love. I sobbed turning around not being to watch him leaving me any longer.

I wiped my faucets of hurt off of my face, with my silk handkerchief hidden from with inside my pocketbook. Walking towards the exits feeling lonelier than I ever have felt in my life... my love was gone not knowing if when or if ever he would return to me. My fears overwhelmingly consuming my entire being...

"CUT! End Scene! PRINT!" Ron yelled being choked up himself. I then noticed everyone else's emotions streaming down their faces.

We hugged, cried, and laughed at ourselves trying to pull ourselves together.

After a few minutes I saw Tom making his way back onto the platform to me. Obviously having left the train. I ran to him jumping into his arms as he caught me in midair. We both were extremely use to this welcoming, as it us becoming apart of us, even in our everyday life.

Tom held the back my head enrapturing my mouth with his fevered kisses. We came up for air as he put me down asking me...

"Come with me to Germany please. I can't bear being away from you Emma. Please. Your filming is done for a few weeks, please baby. Come with me..." Tom cultivated his thoughts of pleading to me. I gestured my head quickly with a yes and softly spoke in one word... "Yes." We both smiled snogging before our audience who began clapping for us.

We immediately noticed. Turning to face them bowing and thanking them. I felt my cheeks suavely blushing to scarlet. Tom held on to my waist kissing my cheek and whispering "I love you." I slowly closed my eyes, softly smiling and melting from within... reaching my head back upwards to turn and face him replying... "I love you too."

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We finished filming for the day and Tom and I made our nightly plans for a quite private dinner in our hotel suite. Full of eating, drinking wine, booking flights, and passionate love making.

I quickly made my way to my on sight trailer to return my borrowed 1940s dress and accessories to Chantel.

I opened the door expecting to see my devoted stylist when I entered. Surprisingly... it wasn't her.

A tall brunette woman was sitting in my chair swaying to face me.

"Hello Emma." She spoke as I suddenly remembered who it was. I hadn't seen her in ages.

It was Tom's ex girlfriend Jade of eight years. They broke up last year. What on earth was she doing here? How did she even get past security? My brain was full of wonder, curiosity, anger, and fear...

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