TOMMY LOOKED DOWN AT THE BULLET IN HIS HAND,  Hughes' name carved in it, placing it into his gun and following the priest into the building.

He held his gun tight, walking through the lavatory cautiously. As he pointed his gun, two men grabbed him from behind, shoving him against the wall and punching him. Tommy flight back but eventually got thrown to the floor, hitting his head on the concrete. The man picked his head up, throwing it against the metal pipe.

He pushed Tommys head against the wall and he screamed, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as a crack was heard.

-

"You idiot, you nearly killed him. I told you we needed him fully conscious" Jarvis said, looking at Tommys body. "We need to stop using soldiers who've been in India, they hit too hard."

"Not fucking hard enough," Hughes hissed, pushing Tommy with his foot. "Mr Shelby, i heard about your plan to kill a holy man from a voice in the confessional."

"Can you hear us?" Jarvis asked,

"Grace?" Tommy whispered.

"Shelby" Jarvis leaned over him. "Why were you attempting to kill father Hughes? Maybe we should wait until he's fully conscious"

"I have a dinner appointment," Hughes complained. "Shelby," he grabbed his face, "wake up, eyes front. Mr Shelby, you're trying to kill me, were you?"

"Passing information.." Tommy whispered.

"Fuck. He knows" Jarvis said.

Thomas opened his eyes, groggily looking about. "Where am i?"

"You are among the Odd Fellows. Please count from ten to one."

"Ah fuck you.."

-

Tommy slouched in his chair, asleep. Francis walked in, "Sir, i don't understand.." she paused when Tommy jumped, waking. "I don't understand why as a former soldier yourself, you have sacked all of the former soldiers on the staff. It means there's only one man in the household."

"Mary, i want it so that Charles is never on his own" he groaned, holding his head. "Understood?"

"Sir, i should call a doctor."

"There will be some men coming. Coming down from Birmingham. And you put them up here in the house. You put them in the front and back of the house, you feed them and you.."

"Why are they needed, sir?" she interrupted.

"I brought the cursed sapphire into this house, Mary. And now i'm paying for it. And i don't know what to expect. But neither do my enemies. Tell David to bring the car around, i need to go go London."

"Sir.."

"And get me some tea, Mary."

Tommy clung onto the phone, calling Arthur. "Yes, Arthur"

"Tommy?"

"They want the robbery to be sabotaged. They don't give a fuck who gets hurt," he breathed. "Are you all right, Tommy?" he asked.

"It's a bigger picture now."

"What?"

"Did John make a list?"

"Speak clearer Tom"

"I said did John make a list?"

"John Boy! John!" Arthur shouted. "Gypsies and kin only. Yeah" he said.

"Good"

"Tommy can i ask you why? Tommy"

He put the phone down and dialled Ada's number.

-

Karl ran to the phone. "No, Karl, i told you go on and play in there" she stopped him. "Hello?"

"Ada, it's me. It's Tommy. Ada i need you to.. i need you to speak to one of your comrades and get me a meeting with someone from the Soviet Embassy. Tonight. Your place, 10.00pm"

Tommy rushed to the bin, throwing up, growing dizzy.

-

Ada worriedly watched Tommy as the members from the Embassy spoke. "We want to know who you are,"

"He's Tommy Shelby, you can take his word" she frowned. "Ada..Ada" he whispered" grabbing onto her arms. "Okay," she said, helping him stand. She took him downstairs.

"Stop, stop. Ada, stop" he fell to his knees. "Drive me to the hospital, Ada. If i'm not conscious when i get there, tell them i have a fractured skull, concussion and internal bleeding. I think i may have haemorrhaged."

"Tommy,"

"Ada, go on, be quick cause i can't see."

"Okay," she nodded.

"I can't fuckin see" he whispered.

-

"Micheal would you like to welcome Ada, our new Head of Property and Acquisitions." Polly looked up at her son.

"Congratulations" he sighed. "Where do i sign?"

Polly handed the paper over and he cleared his throat. "Ada, have you got, um, whiskey?" he asked. "Yeah, Tommy" she mocked.

He stood straight.

"I've already told him, becoming too like his cousin" Polly whispered. "I thought that was the idea" he chimed in.

"Yeah, Tommy but with a bit more fucking charm and class"

He sipped the whiskey. "Hm, that'll help" Ada said sarcastically. "Yep, where am i sleeping, Ada?"

"Micheal" Polly started.

"The room next to Karl's" Ada sighed. "Micheal" Polly repeated. "Good night" he said, closing the door behind him and ignoring Polly.

She let a few moments pass by before speaking once more.

"So, how should we celebrate"

"Well with Micheal in bed i thought i might go for a little drive" Pol told her niece. "A drive? Where are you gonna drive..Polly?"

"Things have begun to develop with the man who is painting my portrait" she admitted. "Polly" Ada leaned forward. "It's when you stand there in the dress, Ada, you just find yourself talking about every little thing"

"And have you.."

"No" Polly shook her head, Ada hummed. "Not yet"

"But he called me two nights ago to say that the portrait was finished. I said that i'd go there in the morning. But he said no, he wanted me there tonight"

She pulled her coat over her shoulders. "Ada you don't breath a fucking word of this to the boys"

"Okay, but is he nice to you?" she laughed. "No, no i mean it Ada. Keep quiet"

"Is he rich?"

"His friends wrote the papers, Ada, Tommy would try and close him down"

"So go"

"He's like a tiny bird pecking at you, and i think he's given up on me." Polly said. Ada sighed, "So bloody go"

Polly nodded and grabbed her bag.

"Why should the boys have all the fun?" She winked, causing Ada to chuckle.

-

AUTHORS NOTE

PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF I USE ANY OTHER NAME THAT ISNT Rosalie. (For example: Lottie, Florence, Delilah or Cassidy. They are my oc's in other peaky blinder books so it will be a mistake i need to fix)