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"You promise you're going to stay out of trouble?" Beatrice questions, looking between the eldest three Shelby brothers.

"We'll... behave ourselves," Arthur grins.

"I'm being serious," Bea gestures to Kez who was stood beside her, "I don't need this one finding out any of you are in trouble and charging down to London."

"She could come with us," Tommy shrugs.

"If she went there'd definitely be trouble," Bea scoffs, "and injuries."

"They wouldn't be our injuries," John smirks.

"Just be careful, okay?" Bea states.

"Aren't we always, lovely?" Arthur teases, kissing her cheek before getting into the car.

"There'll be no need for Kez to go crazy over us, we'll be sure to engage in no activities that make her go insane," John adds.

"As if I'd ever," Kezia scoffs.

"Two words, Fergus Liston," John responds, and Kez glares at him, "that was different, and that wasn't because of you, deflate that ego of yours, John Boy."

"It was definitely because of me," John snickers as he gets into the car.

"You'll all be alright?" Kezia asks, looking at Tommy who throws his cigarette onto the floor.

"We can handle ourselves just fine, we'll be back before you know it," Tommy states.

"Don't miss us too much," John teases, "especially you Bea, I know I'm your favourite."

"As if," Arthur scoffs, "Bea, tell him I'm your favourite."

"I think it's obvious who her favourite is," Kezia states, "Ada."

"Only marginally," Bea assures.

"Oh, I understand, Ada is my favourite too," Kez jokes.

"Is she now? Wow... my feelings are hurt, Kez," Arthur frowns.

"You don't have feelings, you prick," Kezia laughs.

"Wrong," Arthur states, "I thought you cared for your oldest sibling, but clearly not, I mean nothing to you."

"Oh fuck off will you already? Aren't you meant to have left?" Kezia responds, as Tommy gets in the car.

"This conversation isn't over!" Arthur shouts as Tommy begins to drive away.

"You'll get over it," Kez responds.

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"What are you making?" Tess asks, as she and Bea sit on work desks around Kez's shop. The boys had concluded their business the other day in London 'swiftly' apparently, and were having a boys night at the pub, saying they hadn't had time to spend with Finn for a while.

"A frame," Kezia replies.

"A frame for what?" Bea queries.

"Go have a look," Kezia shrugs, gesturing to the back room. Bea and Tess look at each other before pushing themselves off the desk, making their way to Kez's painting room.

Beatrice gasps, "holy shit."

"What?" Kez calls over her shoulder.

"This is beautiful, Kez," Tess states, her hand resting over her heart, staring in awe at the depiction of the family and partners sat in the snug playing some form of card game.

"Such a softie," Bea teases, walking back over to Kez and kissing her cheek, furrowing her brows when Kezia stiffens, eyes focused out the window onto the street.

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