Roguish Women- Tommy Shelby

My Paths Will Always Lead to You

            "Tommy and I are getting married tomorrow. I still can't believe it. Even saying it out loud is like a surprise." Kate laughed softly to herself. She was in the stables, taking her time grooming Blue. It was spring and his winter coat was shedding off and Kate wanted to see his black coat gleaming in the warm sun again. She spoke softly with the gelding as she combed his made and brushed his coat.

Although she was happy about finally getting to the altar after such a long time of waiting, nerves were starting to get the better of her. With her past and with Tommy's, it was hard to tell what the future held. But what Kate wanted was to at least try to guarantee a good life for their children.

Besides, she decided that maybe she was still clinging to the idea that she didn't deserve love. Something that she knew Tommy struggled with too.

"I'm sure everything will go alright. At least Tommy's already gone through a wedding before."

"Oi, heard that."

Kate poked her head out of the stall and smiled. Her fiancée was walking down the stable aisle. "I'm just stating facts." She replied with a smug look. "Out of the two of us you're the one with wedding experience." 

Tommy chuckled and pecked her lips. "You might want to duck out while you can, the boys are coming soon." The day before the wedding, Arthur set up to go hunting in Warwickshire to celebrate with just the lads. "And they've already had a go at some champagne."

"Well, I'll make myself scarce. I don't want to ruin the fun." She teased.

"Oh please, they'd get a kick out of you coming along." Tommy stroked Blue's nose as he poked his head out of the stall to greet him. "Want me to take him?"

"What do you think?" Kate cooed to the gelding. "Do you want to go along for the hunt?" She patted his strong neck. "I think he'd have fun. Lord knows I can't entertain him much." She rested a hand on her stomach. It was more than obvious that Kate was pregnant. At five months she had gone through a variety of getting dresses rehemmed or buying new clothes all together.

"I'll take good care of him," Tommy promised and began to head to the tack room. But his fiancée stopped him.

"Y'know, I was talking to Frances today," She said. "Um, about the nursery."

The two had talked plenty about the pregnancy and subsequently the child or children, depending on if Polly was right. They had even discussed names. But the upstairs of Arrow House had become like a minefield.

Grace's room was locked and only Tommy had the key. The unfinished nursery that adjoined the room was still under debate. Kate felt as if it was her duty to make sure she wasn't forcing him into anything. The estate had more than enough rooms to accommodate them if he wanted to close off that part of the hallway.

Yet Tommy had pushed his feelings down. Deep down. As if he was trying to force everything to be okay.

"The nursery is half done." He replied. "All the furniture is new; we'd just need another cot if it's twins like Pol says."

"If it's twins then maybe we should use one of the bigger rooms?" She moved cautiously through the conversation. The last thing she wanted to do was put a damper on his day. But she still thought it was important.

He met her eyes. "Kate, we talked about this."

"I know I just worry that you're not addressing how you feel." She touched his cheek. "The more honest you are with yourself; the easier life is."