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(Y/N) (L/N) is the twenty year old daughter of Birmingham's police chief. She's been modeling in Italy & France for the last two years. She returns back to Birmingham after a nasty breakup & quits modeling for the time being. She stops by her old apartment to unpack then walks over to The Garrison.
She walks in & scans the room. Hoping to see a familiar face but to no avail. As she walks up to the bar to order a drink, the Shelby's walk in & head straight for their private room. She watches as they walk in while she bites her lip. Staring at one man in particular. The bartender sets down a whiskey on the rocks. She downs her drink then sets it down when someone bumps into her.
"Shit. Sorry", he says looking up. She turns around. "Freddy Thorne", she says happily. He smiles. "Well, well, well. (Y/N) (L/N). How the fuck are ya?", he asks hugging her. She laughs. "I've been great actually. How are you?", she asks pulling away. They talk a bit longer before he drags her to the private room. He opens the door & steps in first.
"You all remember (Y/N) (L/N), don't you?", he asks. He steps aside & she walks in with a smile. "Wonderful to see how you men still look as handsome as ever", she flirts. John smirks, eyeing her & sipping his drink. "Nice to see you again, Y/N", Arthur states. "It's been a long time. You look beautiful", Tommy says getting up to hug her. She blushes as he pulls away. "Thank you."
"What bring you back to these parts?", John asks. "Just been missing home. That's all." They all sit, drink & catch up for the next couple of hours.
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Later, Ada joins them. "Y/N! You're back!" "I am." Y/N & Ada hug. Ada sits down, has a drink & chit chats. After talking about Italy, France & all her modeling stories, Y/N decides to leave. Feeling tired from her journey back home. So she gets up & she says bye to everyone. "Hold on. John will take you home." John stands up.
"Thank you, Tommy but I don't need a babysitter", she says kindly. "I understand but it's for your own safety. You know how dangerous Birmingham can get." She nods. "Of course. Thank you. Let's go, John", she says. John & Y/N get into his car that's parked down the block. They drive off. Neither says a word. She interlocks her hand with his. He looks over at her & smiles.
She smiles just staring at him. "What?", he asks curiously as he glances in her direction. "Nothing. You just look good. That's all." "Looking good yourself there, peaches." Her heart flutters at the pet name he gave her when the relationship began. Not long after, they arrive at her place & get out. She waves to her roommate who's coming down the stairs of the apartment building. "You're lucky your father hasn't shown up today. He called saying he's caught a cold. Have fun." "I will. Bye, Esme." She waves bye. "Can you walk me upstairs?", she asks John. "You know I will." They walk up the stairs & he follows her up.
When they get to her apartment, she unlocks the door & thanks him for coming up. "You're welcome." "Care for a drink?", she asks. He evil grins as he nods. She walks into the kitchen & grabs the whiskey from the cupboard. She brings out two glasses & pours. She passes it to him & they clink glasses. Y/N takes a sip while she lights a fire in the fireplace.
