Created by the devil

A Shelby child.

Ada bowed and pulled her arm out of her brother's grip. "Come on, Gia. Come dance with me!" A very drunk Ada runs up to her older brother's and Gia's table. The poor soul has been stuck in a little basement for weeks.

As much as Gia would like a distraction from the now quiet Tommy Shelby, she believes, as everyone else does, that Ada should calm down.

"Are you sure you don't want to sit down for a second?" Gia asks with concern laced in her face. "I would rather jump off a bridge than sit next to you two." Ada answers as she looks at the two people sitting at the table in front of her.

"I can cut the tension with a knife." Ada laughs. Polly comes running. "Tommy please." She practically begs. "You think she'll listen to me?" He sighs.

He stands up and gently goes up to his sister and says, "Ada, come and take a rest." Ada bows and pulls her arm out of her brother's grip. "Of course, my king."

As stubborn as she is, she keeps on dancing. It's only when the groom, John, comes up to her and asks her to take a rest that she actually listens.

The silence between Gia and Tommy isn't weird or uncomfortable; it is justified. All the words that needed to be said were said in silence, with just facial expressions to communicate.

Not a single word is said, yet everything is so clear, as clear as the full moon on a cold night. He isn't ready to leave, and she isn't ready to give her heart away to someone who can't open theirs.

Gia is only quiet when she's thinking. Once she's with her family or handling business, she smooths her way out of everything. It is never quiet in her family home. God, she hates quiet. It makes her overthink literally everything.

She wouldn't admit it, but the reason she listens to music at home is because she hates the silence in her house.

When she suddenly hears shouting and moaning coming from behind her. She turns around to be met with Ada hunched over, holding her stomach.

"You do bloody pick your time." Arthur tones in amusement. Tommy's face turns blank when he sees his sister. He turns around and yells, "Who has delivered a child before?"

Gia turns around and doesn't see a single hand-raising. It's a fact that the seer of the Lee family has just died; she was the one who helped to birth all the children in the family.

So, Gia decides to stand up and says, "I've delivered my nephew." Esme turns her head over to Gia and takes her by the arm, dragging her to the car.

Esme pushes her into the backseat of John's new car. It's safe to say that he has never driven before. Those four minutes were the worst in Gia's life.

When the car is almost to a total stop, Esme and Gia jump out. She lets Esme lead them both up the stairs. She passes Tommy, who's standing in front of the door, as she goes in. Esme leads her up the stairs, where she sees Ada lying on a bed and Polly in between her legs.

But before she goes in, she looks downstairs to where Tommy is looking at her. She tells him, "Her husband should be here." He agrees with a nod. "I'll get someone to fetch him." 

Gia smiles at him, his blue eyes taking her away for yet another second, before she shakes her head and goes in.

Ada has been pushing for half an hour, and yet there is no change; the poor woman is exhausted.

"We need help." Esme says the obvious. "Yeah, we do." Gia sighs as she looks up at Polly. "Gia, run to the Garrison and go get some help." Polly orders her as she wipes the glistening sweat off her forehead.

Gia runs her legs off as she hurries to the Garrison. Her dress is hunched over her knees, showing her long legs. The men hear the door open and expect a smiling newsgiver. Instead, they are met with a bloody Gia, whose dress has been torn open on the side.

"Is Ada's husband here?" She yells, not even seeing the Shelby family sit at a table in front of her. The three brothers stand up in a flash of a second. "What the bloody hell is going on?" John asks her.

"The baby is the wrong way around. We need a helping hand." She explains to them out of breath. "What do you mean the wrong way around?" Arthur asks drunkenly.

"You guys go find Freddy." Tommy commands them as he puts both of his hands on her shoulders. "Lead me back to her."

Gia takes Tommy's hand and starts running back to his childhood home. As they burst through the front door, cries can be heard, but if you listen closely, you can hear that they're not those of a child.

Tommy runs upstairs, but Gia doesn't move. The cries she heard were those of weeping from pain. She doesn't want to see what happened when she was gone; she is scared. She decides to put her selfishness away and runs upstairs.

She comes into the room and sees Tommy with tears in his eyes and his hands on his head. Polly is crying and running all over the room, and Esme has Ada in her arms, trying to sooth her. Ada has a lifeless baby in her arms.

Gia's hand flies up to her mouth. "What happened?" She mumbles. "I don't know he came out and didn't cry, and I don't know!" Polly yells.

Gia goes down on her knees next to Ada and asks, "Can I?" Ada looks up with big eyes that have experienced the worst kind of trauma. "I'm not going to hurt him." Gia whispers.

Ada finally decides to hand her baby over and starts to cry. A parent should never see the day their child dies; it's not natural.

Tommy takes Ada into his big arms and lets her weep. Gia stands up to sit down in the chair that is right behind her. She feels the need to explain what she is going to do to another person's child. 

"There is this trick we use..." She starts to explain as she lays the baby on his belly on her knees.

She starts to slowly tap the back of the child. "What are you-" Polly is ready to intervene, but then the sound they all wanted to hear loud in the room, the cries of a newborn baby, the most beautiful sound, echos in the little room.

Gia directly gives the child to his mother and smiles at them. The picture is truly beautiful. She stands up after a couple of minutes and leaves the room to give the family their privacy.

She hears Esme close the door and follow her into the living room. Just when they want to take a seat, there is a loud banging on the door. The two women look at each other as Gia slowly makes her way to the door.

On her way to the door, she slips her hand in her bag and takes out a gun, making Esme gasp. She turns around and gives her a warning look.

Then the banging sound echoed a second time against the door. She quickly turns her head back to the door. When she is standing before the door, she hears the voice of a man yell, "Come on, open the door! It's for Ada."

She takes a deep breath and opens the door. "Upstairs." She tells the man. He doesn't even take time to acknowledge that a stranger opened the door and makes his way upstairs. "Why the fuck do you have a gun on ya?" Esme is dumbfounded.

"I don't know Esme, maybe because I'm a woman who lives alone in a shit of a city." Gia tells the woman as she sits down. Both women look tired. 

"Men have it good, don't they?" Esme laughs, gutted, as she recalls the other men in the Garrison. "Ah, that they do. How late is it?" Gia asks her. "About eleven, why?" Esme answers.

"I've got some papers to arrange. Work isn't done for me." Gia laughs as she stands up. "Give them my biggest wishes for fucking." Gia says as she walks out of the house.

She get's sent papers to finish or get her opinion on several times a week. Luca and Mario might never admit it, but they still need her. And she is fully aware of it. 

There is nothing more dangerous than a woman who knows her own worth.