// This is a little snippet I couldn't take off of my mind. It's just something
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Cerulean eyes set upon Mary as she rushed into his office. She heard about the commotion that took place hours ago and how restless Tommy had been ever since. Lizzie had tried to calm him but he refused to listen to her. She reluctantly called for Mary to come to the office in order to calm Tommy and waited in the office. She smoked and felt relieved when the nurse came to the office. Polly usually got a good response from the man but she wasn't in the office. Lizzie had burned the bridge that linked each other when she slapped Mary out of frustration and Jealousy, so he wouldn't listen to her. Mary however, he listened to her. He let her get closer to him. The nurse thanked Lizzie upon arriving and rushed to Tommy's office where he was walking in cycle, a cigarette in hand. She sighed and removed her coat she put on the chair. Tommy saw her, but didn't move from his spot. He observed the young woman. He watched as she quickly closed the distance between the two of them.
"Are you hurt?" -She asked, her eyes studying his face to notice the slightest change. Mary couldn't do otherwise, she was a trained nurse, she had to look after the people she cared about. Tommy knew and let her do but he remained silent.- "Tom..."
Mary noticed the scratches, the coldness of his hands which meant that he recently washed them clean. She noticed the cuts on his fingers and the slight slump on his chest. A bruise maybe. She would have to take a better look when they would be alone in their room. By the looks of it, Tommy had a fight. He dismissed her concern and went to fetch himself a glass of whiskey. Mary furrowed her brows and walked towards the chair in front of his desk. She sat there and crossed her legs. Tommy followed her with his intense gaze. He knew all too well why she was there. Lizzie had called her in, in order to calm him down. She did right. The sight of Mary softened his features.
"Come... Have a seat and tell me what happened."
"You wouldn't like it." -He protested but still complied to her request.-
As he sat down, he put both arms on his lap and lowered his head. HOw could he look at this woman, this kind and innocent woman and tell her that he had killed a man? How could he confess that he had to do so because Alfie told him that she wasn't safe because some right-wingers had noticed she was the nurse of the Grace Shelby Institute and they were planning an attack on the woman. Their main goal was to kill her but if she ended up wounded and disabled, then they would have been happy. Alfie had been kind enough to share the information because he knew how important Mary was to Tommy. While many couldn't read the man, plenty have realized that he was, indeed, in love with this woman and would not take it kindly if someone ever threatened her, spoke ill of her, let alone uttered racial slurs at her.
The Peaky Blinders paid a visit to the group. They advised them to stay clear from the Grace Shelby Institute and not to bring their hatred to their turfs. They played it nicely, pretended to be on the same page as the Peakys but deep down, they were working towards hurting Mary and anyone who would try and protect her. It didn't take long for Arthur to discover they were planning to attack in a few nights, Mary, first choosing to bomb the place but then switching plan to something that would only hurt the woman. A kidnapping and some torture. Who was she anyway? Who would miss her, right? The Peakys managed to break the minds of the would-be murderers and beat them so badly they would always remember why they found themselves in such a situation. They let them go, all but the leader. Tommy had to know if there were more who were after Mary, so he started to talk to him, he was the one who threatened and broke this man's face. He was the one who let him know he was nothing but scum in this world. Once he was sure that they were the only group after Mary, he was let go.
This should have been his chance to live, but he chose violence instead. He chose to try and shoot at Tommy. Arthur was too far to intervene, Tommy managed to avoid the bullet, but that was enough to make him see red. his head went hot white and a shoot out started between the two men. Quickly enough, Tommy managed to hit him in the chest. He walked closer to the man and shot him in the face, ensuring his death. That had traumatized him. The ambush, the shootout, the death. That had brought back memories of the war and he had not been able to calm down ever since. Instead, his hands were shaking. His face was parched, his features were tense. Mary noticed the unfocused gaze and then his hands.
"Try me." -She whispered, pushing her chair closer to him-
"I got the shivers. I killed a man today. I didn't want to. I didn't want to, but I ended up killing him. I've got shivers...i've got..."
"It's okay. It's okay...I'm here." -She gently interlaced her fingers with his and kneeled in front of him. She pressed her lips to his shaky hands and slowly cupped his cheek. He felt her warmth and that slowly brought him back to the moment, to her.- "I'm here, Tommy. What you did, whatever you did, I know you did it for something good." -She stroked his cheek gently and pressed her lips to the back of his hand. "You didn't have a choice, they were trying to kill you." -She repeated. her warm cheek pressed to his colder skin."I am so sorry it came to it. Tommy...I'm sorry you had to do it again. I'm sorry you had to remember."
She then stood up slowly, catching his attention so he would look at her again. Warmth. He felt warmth in his heart. Mary's gentleness felt like forgiveness. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she gently wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her fingers through the thick black locks of his head. In the darkness he found his light. He found her, bright and warm in a way he had never seen a person be. Tommy was able to find some peace with Grace, but somehow he had always kept her away from his heart and the truth of his actions. He had never felt comfortable like he did tonight. He had never felt like he could be fully himself, with a woman who knew everything about him and was still standing with him. He held her as tight as he could, making sure that she would not leave and they stayed like this in silence, until Tommy was ready to leave his office and come home.
-TBC-
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