Sofia // Peaky Blinders

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Sofia rushed into the Garrison, her face damp from her tears. Her eyes scanned the room, hoping she would find one of the Shelby's.

She rushed towards the bar to where Harry was standing. He was currently cleaning a glass. He looked up at the stressed out Italian.

"Is Polly Gray here?" She asked. He nodded and directed his head to the private room. "Grazie" (thank you).

She rushed into the room and let out a sigh as she saw Polly and Linda sitting down.

"Are you okay?" Linda asked, concern evident in her tone. "You need to get the boys here now". She said. Polly frowned and nodded to Linda. "Go fetch the boys. Before you go ask Harry to bring in a bottle of whisky". Linda nodded and immediately rushed out.

A few seconds later Harry came in with a bottle and two glasses.

"Here this will help you with your nerves". Polly said pouring the young girl a glass. She rested her hand on her back and gently rubbed it in a motherly way. "Take your time okay, we will wait til the boys get here and you can speak then. But for now just relax and take deep breaths". Sofia nodded and slowly sipped her drink.

A few minutes had passed and the door to the private room had finally opened. Tommy walked in with Arthur, Linda, Finn and Michael hot on his heels.

Two extra members of the Peaky Blinders walked in whilst another two guarded the door outside.

"What happened?" Tommy asked, sitting beside Sofia. His hand was gently placed on her thigh.

"He.." She started.

Michael's jaw began to twitch. He looked away for a moment, trying to compress his anger.

"He was talking about who he wants to kill first". She whispered. Tommy stood back and frowned. He looked at his older brother in concern.

"Who did he say love?" Polly asked, wrapping her arm around the girl.

Sofia looked down at her hands, the tears starting again. "He...he said he wants to kill Finn first". They all looked to the youngest Shelby who was frowning. "No that's not happening". Arthur shouted. He slammed his hands on the table, knocking the bottle to its side.

Sofia didn't care that the contents of the bottle was pouring down onto her lap.

"He said two other people too". She whispered.

They all looked at her frowning.

"Who did he say Sofia". Tommy whispered. She looked up at him and single tear falling down her cheek. "Linda and Polly". It all went down as she said those two words.

The table was lifted from the ground as Arthur had a fit of rage. He threw his fingers through his hair and kicked the nearest chair.

"Darling please calm down". Linda said grabbing her husbands face. He looked at his wife and grabbed her face. Their foreheads pressed against each other.

Sofia looked up at Michael to see him standing there. His eyes held something that she couldn't read. "Michael dear". Polly said standing up. He looked at his mother, with tears in his eyes.

He shook his head and stormed out of the room. "Someone go after him before he does anything stupid". She said. Sofia stood up and said. "I'll follow him".

Polly sighed and fell back into her seat. She looked at Tommy. "What are we going to do Thomas?" She asked. It was the first time in a very long time that Polly didn't have an answer for anything.

"We'll send you all away. Me, Arthur and Michael will hold the fort here. Once this bastard is taken care of we will send someone to retrieve you. No one else is dying". He muttered.

He clasped his hands around his two brothers heads and pulled them in for a hug. He shut his eyes and took a deep breath.

They all turned to the door at the sound of a single knock.