The next day, Tommy called a family meeting. When we walked into his office at his house chairs had been set up in two rows. Arthur, John, Polly, Michael, Ada and I sat in the front and Linda, Finn, Curly, Uncle Charlie, Isaiah and Johnny Doggs sat behind us. Tommy had watched us silently as we had all filed in, Lizzie stood beside him. I looked at John as he put his arm over the back of my chair. My eyes going back to Tommy as he began to speak. "Before I begin, I want to let you know I made a mistake. I made a mistake and I want to apologize to all of you." he told us. I shifted in my seat, feeling uncomfortable about where this was going.
"Arthur, you warned me against getting involved in Russian business. And you were right." Tommy continued, talking to his older brother but not looking at him. Arthur murmured in agreement. "I doubted your wife. For that I'm sorry. Linda, I have added £3,000 here in the hope that you'll forgive me." he added. Linda got up from her seat, holding her swollen stomach as she approached Tommys desk. "Apology accepted." she told him, taking the pile of money and returning to her seat. Polly looked at her lap beside me.
"Evie, I doubted you as well." Tommy said, turning to me. "You always do, Thomas. And now John and Arthur have lives on their conscience. The people on that train were innocent, Tommy." I fired back, not breaking my eye contact. "All right, Eve. We got it." John said behind me, moving his arm from my chair and looking uncomfortable. "No, she's right. And you and Arthur are donna have to share that burden." Tommy conceded before bringing his eyes back to mine. "You feel trapped here, Evie. You always have. I'm offering you and John and your family a way out. Take this money and go buy a house by the sea. You've both always loved the beach. Hopefully it can become a place of contemplation and redemption for you both." Tommy told me, placing a pile of notes on the table in front of me. John stood silently, picking it up and taking his seat again beside me.
"Charlie, for lost tools, dangerous goods and Curly's wise words." Tommy said, throwing a roll of money to the back row. "Johnny, for board and lodgings." another roll of money flew across the room. "Michael, for the killings. £5,000 for the cutting and £5,000 for the shooting." My anger boiled. "No, Tommy." I said, standing. "What? Tell me, eh." Tommy shouted, looking at me. "Evie, sit down." John hissed beside me. "No, John. Michael is family just as much as us. Not a contract fucking killer. You pay him his share for the work he undertook but you do not boil it down to a price per fucking body." I argued, glaring at Tommy.
"This is who I am! And this is all I can give you for what you given me. Your hearts and your souls. Yesterday I nearly lost my son. You should fucking think yourself lucky it weren't one of yours. For what, eh? For what? For this? For this?" Tommy laughed, looking at me. "And I know you all want me to say that I'll change. That this fucking business will change. But I've learnt something in the last few days. Those bastards, those bastards are worse than us! Politicians, fucking Judges, Lords and Ladies. They are worse than us. And they will never admit us to their palaces no matter how legitimate we become. Because of who we are. Because of who we fucking are, because of where we are fucking from. Isn't that right, Ada? Our Ada knows. She got smart about the revolution. And she knows you have to get what you want your own way. Now, I'm giving you and John the chance to fuck off and pretend like you are actually happy with each other. And if you're going to continue challenging every fucking thing I say, I suggest you take it." he ranted, looking around the room before settling his eyes on me.
There was anger in his eyes but there was something else as well. Something I couldn't place. "The rest of you, you took the King's shilling. You took the King's fucking shilling. When you take the King's shilling, the King expects you to kill. Right, Arthur?" Tommy asked, his eyes settling on Michael and then Arthur. "Yeah. That's how it works. Right, John?" he continued and Michael stood up. "That's right." he muttered, looking at me as he took the money and went back to his seat. "That's right, Eves. That's fucking right." Tommy said, his eyes coming back to me. I shook my head at him slightly before Polly spoke up.
"Tommy, you've had a bad time. We understand. So at an alternative time, when we have all recovered." she began, standing. "I would like to put before the family an alternative view of the future of the Shelby Company Limited. A more hopeful view." she said, coming to stand beside me and looking at Tommy who bowed his head. "Which I, for one, would quite like to hear." Ada added. "As would I." I confirmed. "As would I." Lizzie added. I felt John's hand slip into mine, a silent agreeance.
"Come on, Arthur. The train for the dock leaves in one hour." Linda said, standing as John pulled me backwards onto his lap. "Then we get the boat to New York and it'll all be in the past." she added, standing behind him as he looked at Tommy. John wrapped his arm around my waist, I knew he was upset about losing his brother but was putting on a brave face. Arthur and Tommy looked at each other as Polly went to the eldest Shelby, hugging him which he quickly reciprocated. I stood as Arthur did, wrapping my arms around the man who was like a big brother to me and squeezing him tightly. "It won't be the same without you." I told him before kissing his cheek. He patted my back as we broke away, giving me a small smile.
Finn and John came over next, awkwardly patting Arthur as a way of saying goodbye without letting their emotions get involved. The whole room was standing as John pulled me into his body, his head down as I leaned mine against his chest. Finn stood next to him and took my outstretched hand, holding it tightly. We watched as Arthur went to Tommy who had now sat and had his head down. "I'll be off then, Tom." Arthur told him, sounding unsure about what to say. Tommy ignored him, taking a drag of his cigarette. "I'll see ya, eh? I'll see ya, brother." Arthur tried again and still got no response.
He turned to the family, each of us giving him reassuring smiles as he punched John's arm once more, his head still buried in my hair. His arm tightened around me as he fought his emotions and I felt Finn's hand grasping mine even tighter. "You can go, but you won't get far, Arthur." Tommy finally spoke. I raised my head from John's chest, frowning slightly at the man behind the desk. "Uh.. All right, Tom." Arthur replied from the back of the room. "I spoke to Moss last night. He told me that the Chief Constable of Birmingham has issued a warrant for your arrest. Murder, sedition, conspiracy to cause explosion. John, they're coming for you as well. Murder, conspiracy to cause explosion." Tommy told us. My eyes went wide and my arm tightened around John, my breathing quickening. "What the fuck?" Arthur asked as Tommy continued. "Michael for the murder of Hughes. Polly.." Arthur interrupted him. "Wait a minute. What the fuck are you talking…" Arthur started. "... the murder of Chief Inspector Chester Campbell."
The room descended into chaos, voices overlapping. "The people that we betrayed last night, they want to bring us down." Tommy told us but I zoned him out, turning to John as he pressed his forehead against mine. There was a knock at the door and John held me tightly to his body. Both of us tried to ignore the commotion around us, we knew that this would be a death sentence. "Evie, tell him now." Adas voice came through the commotion. "Tell me what?" John asked as I looked in Adas direction but locked eyes with Michael. Then John was ripped from my arms. "No!" I shouted, reaching out to grasp John as he reached for me. "Evie!" Ada shouted, telling me to tell him. "I'm pregnant." I managed to get out, tears streaming down my face as he was pulled further from me. His eyes locked on mine for a moment before turning to Finn. "Look after her, Finn!" John managed to shout before he was pulled from the room. Finn's arm went around me but I shook him off going to the doorway and looking into the hallway.
Arthur was being held against the wall by two coppers. John had three on him and he was still trying to fight them off, his eyes searching for me. Polly had a copper holding her against the wall who was quickly dismissed by Moss who took over handcuffing her. Michael was at the far end of the room, two coppers turning him from the wall and his eyes locked on mine. I could see the question in his eyes and I confirmed his suspicions with a small nod. I was almost certain the baby was his.
A copper came over to me, trying to grab my arm but both Finn and I shoved him away. "Not them." Tommy's voice came from behind us and the man left us alone. "They wanted you as well. For Kimber. But I made them forget about you if I got the rest in one place." Tommy told me as he stood beside me. "Don't you dare try and say you did this for me. You did this for yourself. I promise you, if any of them hang for this, I will make sure you do as well." I spat before walking away towards the doors and watching my family being put into the back of the police vans, Finn one side of me and Ada and Linda the other.
A/N So that is the end of Season 3! Do you think Evie is ever going to forgive Tommy? And both John and Michael know about the baby now, how is that going to effect everything?! Please let me know what you think :)