Tommy's Rose

Chapter 44: Son's and Daughter's

A/N- So I'm in isolation for 10 days. Unfortunately one of the children in my care at work has caught COVID, as far as I know the little one is absolutely fine and is being well looked after at home but since myself and the other children in my care have been in contact with the child we all have to isolate. I am monitoring my own health as I have taken a test and I am negative but I will be having another test if I feel unwell in the following days.

- TOMMY SHELBY -

Cigarette smoke filled the Birmingham gangsters office, empty whiskey glasses lay scattered around the room, the letter his daughter had written lay in front of him. Javier had written the translation above Primroses writing so Tommy could read it but every time he read he couldn't understand why she would lead him to the canal if she wasn't going to leave him anything else but her hat. In a small fit of helpless rage Tommy punched his lamp off his desk, it hit the wall and smashed, pieces scattered all over the floor and Tommy grunted in anger not feeling any better.

Tommy got out of his chair and walked over to his coat stand, he picked up the scarf Primrose had made for him; He examined the stitching with care, he remembered how happy his daughter was to give him the gift she had worked so hard to make. Primrose was clever but she really did hate anything to do with sewing or cooking but Tommy didn't want his daughter to be like any other women, she was a Shelby and she will be raised like all the other Shelby's. Tommy wrapped the scarf around his neck and placed his cap on top of his head, as he walked out of his office he slipped on his gloves, he walked to his front door then pulled the door open...

"Lizzie!" Tommy said in shock as he looked at the cold wet women in front of him.

As Tommy looked the women up and down a small pale boy poked his head out from behind her. The boys face was dirty but Tommy knew that little boy-

"CHARLIE!" Tommy cried as he dropped to his knees letting his son dive into his arms.

The Father and son both held each other tightly as if they were about to slip away from one another. Tommy looked at his feeling full that he had got his son back but that feeling soon went as he looked behind Lizzie looking for his daughter.

"Where's Primrose, where have you been?" Tommy asked.

*CRIES*

The tiny baby in Lizzie's arms began to cry and Tommy's mouth parted lightly in shock. "You're baby," He said quickly. "Come in, come in!"

Tommy held Charles close to his chest as he led Lizzie and her baby into the house, they went into the living room where the fire roared with heat. The two adults knelt by the fire holding their children tightly in their arms, for a moment they looked at each other with so much worry.

"Tommy you need to get everyone out of the factory," Lizzie stated. "You can't let anyone in tomorrow either."

"Where is Primrose?" Tommy asked.

"Her hair gone!" Charles spoke up as he looked up at his Father. "She screaming."

Tommy's eyes darted to Lizzie. "What's he talking about?" He asked as anger boiled inside of him. "Where is my daughter?"

"She's in an asylum," Lizzie stated. "She's fine. Sort of."

"Sort of?" Tommy asked. "What the fuck does that mean?"

Lizzie shifted uncomfortably as Tommy glared at her. "Primrose has a plan-" She began.

"I didn't ask that did I?" Tommy asked.

"Monte Romano has been using Primrose to get information out of her about where all your little businesses are and how to get inside them without being detected. Tommy they used her own brother against her, they used Daniel against her," Lizzie explained. "She's created a plan to stop Romano but you aren't going to like it."