Thomas Shelby Imagines

That's My Girl

Tommy kissed your forehead and pulled the blankets around you, taking a moment to enjoy your hand playing with the short hair at the nape of his neck. He hated leaving you this early in the morning but he didn't want to chance anyone finding you.

He shrugged on his jacket, sparing a second for one last kiss before hurrying to the bookies. He didn't notice the officer that had ducked out of sight as he locked your door and tucked the key into his jacket pocket.

He sighed at the thought of not seeing you for another fourteen hours and flicked the butt of his cigarette into the gutter as he hurried into the apartment.

You smiled to yourself as you hurried home, it was getting dark and in a matter of minutes Tommy would be on your doorstep, engulfing you in a tight hug as soon as you swung the door open. Sure enough not long after you'd settled in a knock on the door sounded through your small flat.

"Tommy!" You said happily, the smile on your face sliding away when you saw several men who were clearly not Tommy or any of his Blinders.

You screamed as you slammed the door shut, trying to keep it closed, hoping someone would notice you needed help. Deciding you needed to get out you hurriedly ran up the flight of stairs, locking your second door and climbing out of the window like the times you'd stayed with Ada.

"Campbell." Tommy snapped despite being in a hospital bed.

"I'd rethink my offer if I were you." Campbell said calmly.

"And why would I do that?" Tommy practically spat.

"Because Ada isn't the only one we can get to." Campbell smiled when a flicker of doubt ran through Tommy's eyes. "I imagine (Y/N) was a little surprised when you weren't the one at her door."

"She's nothing to do with me." Tommy said quickly, not knowing if Campbell had taken you captive or if he was just toying with the Blinder.

"No?" Campbell asked with a sneer. "You won't mind if I keep an eye on her then?"

Tommy swallowed and watched the Officer leave, pulling himself up and out of bed, despite the insistence to stay still and lay down from the nurses.

Tommy almost broke down when he saw what Campbell had done to your home, furniture was over turned and broken, clothes torn and lay among the leaking pipes that flooded your room.

He picked up a shattered picture frame and dropped it back down when he saw it was ruined. He forced himself to focus on where you'd go and how he could fix the problems in front of him, not daring to think where you could be in hopes of keeping himself together.

"Tommy?" You whispered.

He turned to see you stood with John and Arthur, absolute fear still clinging to your beautiful features, cracking what hard exterior Tommy had left. He lifted you into his arms, no longer caring about keeping you a secret as he clenched your dress in his hands as you sobbed into his shoulder.

"Shh, it's alrigh' sweetheart." Tommy whispered into your hair as you clung to him, ignoring the pain so he could make sure you were ok.

"Tommy, what'd do to you?" You asked quickly as yours tears silently dribbled down your cheeks.

"It doesn't matter, what'd they do to you?" He asked quickly.

"Nothin' girl climbed out the window and into Ada's old room, scared the hell out'a Finn." Arthur chuckled.

"Chucked a few roof tiles at the coppers to." John added making Tommy chuckle.

"That's my girl." He kissed you and let you link your fingers together as he leads you to the Shelby's flat.