A vintage's touch: Their Safe Haven.

A vintage's touch: Their Safe Haven.

// I miss our babies. I love them too. Gosh, I love them so much. 

"You're not sleeping."

Mary quickly wiped her tears off of her face with the back of her hands and wrapped her shawl around her frame. Tommy tilted his head, his piercing blue eyes staring at the younger woman who was standing by the window of their "secret hideout". Mary had trouble finding some sleep ever since he took them to that new place, out of Birmingham. She liked the scenery and the fact the beach was not too far away from their new home, but the circumstances that led them to leave their home were traumatic to say the very least. 

After Archibald Worthington III couldn't manage to seduce Mary and make her his, he decided to punish her for her rejection and aggressively tried to take Tommy's gin business by force. It resulted in Mary and Charlie being attacked while they were being driven around by a Peaky boy, leaving their protector dead on the spot and Mary forced to use violence in order to protect Charlie. There were two of them, one who was shot in the arm by the Peaky Boy and the second who started a shootout with him and ended up killing the man. Charlie was sleeping, and by the grace of God, remained asleep as Mary pulled a gun from her purse and managed to kill one of the men.  The second one emptied his gun and decided to finish the job with a knife. 

"I had to make sure Charlie was sleeping well..."

Her voice was shaking and she wiped some fresh tears off of her face again. She didn't remember everything that happened that night, only that she fought hard and the man ended up dead. She was covered with his blood and had bruises all over her face and neck. She didn't realize how she managed to go home but only remembered what Polly told her upon waking up the next day. She held onto the child and didn't let go of him until Tommy Shelby arrived. He took matters into his own hands and decided to move his family away. He let Mary explain what happened and decided to retaliate. Things would soon become bloody and he didn't want his family to get caught in the crossfire. Still, he knew that Mary was traumatized and didn't know how to bring comfort to her.

" You've been up almost all night. C'mere. Come back to bed, Mary."

"I don't....think I can, Tom." -She admitted and tried to cover her mouth in order to suffocate a sob. Tommy saw her shake and walked closer to her frame. "I've tried but I always fear something happens to our son... I mean, Charlie." She corrected herself, almost cursing her tongue for slipping up. 

Charlie called her "mom", it was something that happened naturally and was embraced by Tommy and Mary. However, she never dared call him her "son" in front of Tommy. She didn't want to anger him, especially not when they were all tense since the assassination attempt. Tom swallowed a lump and remained silent as he approached the woman. As a matter of fact, his heart felt a soft warmth, something that put his mind at peace. Mary loved his son, he knew it and there was something appealing in knowing that the person he was close to, loved his son. She loved him so much that she didn't hesitate to kill a man in order to protect him and Tommy would never forget what she did. So he liked to hear her slip up. What he didn't like, however, was what "Archie" did. 

Mary had blood on her hands, something he tried to prevent from happening. She had suffered enough and despite his promise, she was made to suffer a horrific moment. His girl, his soft Mary, his sweet Mary had fucking blood on her hands because of that man and he would make him pay. He would make him suffer every second his girl and son suffered at his hands. Still, the elder Shelby slid his arms around her waist and pulled her into a hug. he rested his chin against her shoulder and held her tighter. 

"Charlie is safe." He said firmly. "Our son is safe. You, on the other hand, need to rest, Mary. How would you be able to protect him if you're exhausted, eh?" -He said gently, pressing a kiss to the top of her head-

"Tommy...." She gasped and swallowed a sob before she wiped a tear off of her face. "That man... He has to pay for what he did to us. He has to pay for going after Charlie..."

"And you. He will pay. I promise you that. First, he tried to seduce you, then he tried to kill you and our son and now... he's going after my business? He declared war and I intend to meet his demands. He will pay and he will suffer. "

The nurse turned around and faced him. Her green eyes set upon him and her eyes finally allowed her tears to roll onto her soft cheeks. She was beautiful but the sight was heartbreaking. Mary always did her best to smile and keep a soft warm face, but she was sad, she was desperate, she was exhausted, and scared. Tommy cupped both cheeks with his hands and pressed a kiss onto her lips. She sniffled and knitted her brows as he gave her another kiss before he wrapped her around his arms, allowing Mary to sob against his chest. She seemed so frail, right there. So much so that he kept stroking her hair and fumed in his heart. his icy blue eyes stared at the window and he held Mary by the neck. He would avenge her and he would make sure that bastard begged for his sweet release. His attention returned to Mary and he gently pulled away from her.  She let him take her to the bedroom and help her settle under the sheets. He helped her resume their usual position when they were sleeping, his arm around her shoulder and her head against his heart. She might not find sleep early but at least she was with him. That was all that mattered. 

-TBC-