A/N I have aged Bonnie up so he is Evies age (around 25/26). Enjoy :)

I walked into the yard, Ada one side of me and Polly and Lizzie the other. "Never thought my high fucking heels from Paris would be stepping through the horse shit of Small Heath ever again." Polly told us, sounding more like her old self. "Yeah, well, I never thought I'd be back in Small Heath without a husband and children ever again." I countered, taking a drag from the cigarette I was holding. We approached the men at the table, Arthur kissing my cheek before handing me a drink. I looked up the table at all the new recruits and my eyes settled on one at the far end of the table. "Arthur, who's that?" I asked, gesturing to the other end of the table. He turned to see who I was referring to. "That's Aberama Gold's son. Bonnie or something." he told me, taking a sip from his own drink. I nodded slowly before my eyes drifted back up the table to Michael. "I'm going to go see Charlie and Johnny then I'll sit over there with Michael." I told Arthur before walking away.

I could see the stress on Uncle Charlie's face as I walked over to him. "You alright, Uncle Charlie?" I asked as I reached him, going on tiptoes to kiss his cheek. "He's lost his fucking head, Evie." he told me, gesturing towards Johnny who was sharpening a knife. "Harping on about fucking potatoes." he added as I fought a smile. This seemed to get Johnny riled. "Evelyn, I don't want that bastard Aberama Gold putting it around that we live like diddy guys when we have a princess amongst us. I want him to see that we live proper, that we eat proper, in the proper way. That we look after our family and our royalty." Johnny exclaimed, waving the knife around.

"How does Gold know who I am?" I asked, my brow furrowing and Charlie shifted awkwardly beside me. "I don't know how, Evie girl. But he does and he wants you for his son." Johnny exclaimed, still angry. "Excuse me?" I asked, my blood boiling. "He asked Tommy to include you in the deal. He wants you to marry his son, Bonnie, once you're done grieving for John. To join the three families. The Golds, Lees and Shelbys." Uncle Charlie explained. "And what did Tommy say?" I asked, trying to keep the anger from my voice. "He said he'd think about it." Johnny told me. "Fucking bastard." I muttered, glaring over to where Tommy was sitting. "Give me that knife." I told Johnny, holding out my hand. He looked at me cautiously. "Why?" he asked, suspicious. "Because I'm going to help with the fucking potatoes so I don't go over there and fucking stab him." I hissed, still holding out my hand. He eyed me for another moment before handing the knife over.

I had been chopping potatoes for around ten minutes when Johnny nudged me. I looked at him and he gestured towards the table. I looked over to see Bonnie Gold approaching us. "Naiba dracului." I muttered under my breath, earning a chuckle from Johnny before putting a smile on my face. "I thought I'd come over and introduce myself, I'm Bonnie Gold." he told me as he stopped in front of my table. "I'm Evie Shelby and this is Johnny." I replied, gesturing to Johnny but not taking my eyes off Bonnie. "I'd also like to say that I'm sorry for your loss and with the union of my family and yours, we will get the bastard." he said, lowering his head slightly. "Thank you. It means a lot to me and my family that you're all here." I replied, smiling slightly as he made eye contact with me again.

"Can I help at all?" He asked, gesturing to the tables. "Can you peel and cut potatoes?" I replied in a teasing tone. "I can give it a go." he grinned, coming to stand next to me. "Johnny, why don't you go check the birds?" I suggested, handing Bonnie a knife. Johnny shot me a questioning look that I returned with a glare and he went and did what I asked. Bonnie and I made small talk as we worked and I knew all eyes would be on us at this point. I laughed as he made a joke about Tommy, resting a hand on his arm as I laughed, his eyes lighting up.

"How many times do you think we'll have to talk before we won't have all eyes on us?" he asked as I sobered up. My eyes flickered to the table where I could clearly see Arthur, Tommy, Michael, Ada and Aberama watching us. "Depends how good you are at sneaking away from your father." I replied, looking back up at him. "I do hope you're not planning on getting me in trouble, Miss Shelby." he grinned, looking down at me. "Maybe a little bit, Mr Gold." I smiled sweetly. We looked at each other for a moment before Johnny interrupted us. "I'll get these potatoes on, shall I? I assume we want to eat tonight." he told us, taking the pot away and shooting me a pointed look. "We better get back to the party." I told Bonnie, giving him a smile before turning and walking towards the table.

Once everyone had eaten, the party quickly got started. I was sat playing cards with Michael, Finn and Isaiah when Bonnie wandered over. "Can I join?" he asked, his eyes settling on me. "Sure." I smiled before patting the bench next to me. "Bonnie, this is Finn Shelby, Isaiah Jesus and Michael Gray." I introduced as he sat down. Isaiah dealt him in and we got back to playing. "Evie, can I talk to you for a moment?" Tommy asked from further down the table. I looked over at him for a moment before nodding, grabbing the bottle of whiskey we had been sharing and standing up. The boys around me complained. "I'm going to need it. Go get another one." I told them, Michael giving me a stabling hand as I climbed over the bench.

I followed Tommy down towards the cut, taking a swig from the bottle as I went. I came to a stop next to him and he offered me a lit cigarette. I looked up at him for a moment before taking it, inhaling the warm smoke and handing it back. "How are you, Evelyn?" Tommy asked, looking across the murky water. "Dandy, Thomas. Having a hell of a week." I replied, sarcasm in my voice. "Are the lads behaving?" he asked, smoking his cigarette. "Like angels. It's strange." I told him, taking another sip from the bottle in my hand. "Heard you went out the other night." he commented. "Yeah, turns out I can leave the house." I replied, looking up at him. "What do you want, Tommy? Small talk doesn't suit you." I asked and he looked down at me.

"I want a truce between us, Eves. I'm sorry about what happened to John, I truly am. I didn't intend for anyone to get hurt." he told me, searching my face. I looked at him for a long moment. "I know you didn't, Tommy. You just make some really shit decisions." I replied with a sigh. "Yeah, you're not wrong there." he commented, taking his eyes off me. "If you want a truce, I'll give you a truce and we can play happy families, if you answer me one question." I told him, drawing his eyes back to me. He raised an eyebrow. "Why did you say you would think about marrying me off to Bonnie Gold?" I asked, giving him a hard look and he sighed. "It won't come to that. Gold knows that." he dismissed. "But you want me to get close to him?" I asked, confused at what he wants me to do. "If you feel able, it won't hurt to let them think you'd be happy with the union." Tommy replied. "All right. But I do it my way, Tommy. I don't need you or any of the other lads getting involved." I told him, giving him a stern look. "I know you'll do a good job, Eves. You've been breaking hearts since before you knew you could." he commented and I rolled my eyes.

"We're trailing him for a boxing position in two days down at the new offices. It'll be nice for him to see you ringside." he told me and I narrowed my eyes. "I just said I didn't need you getting involved. He wants me ringside, he'll ask." I told him, taking another drink from the bottle. "Are you going to make him a Blinder?" I asked, searching his face. "If the boxing goes alright then yes, he'll be a Blinder." Tommy responded and I nodded. There was a brief moment of silence. "I've missed having you around, Eves." Tommy admitted. "You're gonna regret saying that." I laughed, heading back towards the group.

"Fucking hell, Finn. Call yourself a gypsy then dance like that?" I laughed from my seat. Finn, Isaiah and Michael were all trying to copy some of my Lee cousins in their dance, all three failing. "Fuck off! You come and do it!" he shouted back, almost tripping over his own feet. I laughed, downing the rest of my drink and standing. I paused for a moment as the alcohol rushed to my head. I went over to them, quickly falling into step with my cousins. "No, Isaiah, left, left, right." I laughed, almost falling over from laughing so much. I noticed Bonnie watching us. "Come here, Bonnie! You must know how to dance like a proper gypsy!" I shouted, beckoning him over. He quickly joined us, a grin on his face as he easily fell into step.

I laughed as Michael, Finn and Isaiah all bowed out leaving me, Bonnie and my cousins dancing in a circle. The dance came to a natural stop and my cousins left me and Bonnie alone. "Happiness looks good on you." he commented, smiling. "Thanks." I smiled back, tucking a curl behind my ear. "I don't know if Mr Shelby has told you but I've got a boxing trial with him in a few days." he told me, watching my reaction. "Oh, really? You box?" I asked, feigning ignorance. "I'm a proper gypsy." he laughed with a wink. "Good point." I laughed. "Will you come watch me fight?" he asked, watching my face intensely. I nodded. "Of course." I smiled as Tommy approached us. "I think you need to get Finn and Isaiah home." he told me, gesturing to where the boys were falling asleep at the table. I sighed. "Yeah, Michael should be okay to drive." I told him, looking for Michael. I quickly found him, his eyes already on us.

I smiled at him as I made my way over to the table. "We'd better get these two light weights home." I told him, gesturing towards the two teens. He nodded, standing but not returning my smile. "Come on, Is, Finn." He said, nudging both of them. Isaiah shot straight up but Finn was a bit slower. I quickly said my goodbyes to everyone as Tommy helped Michael get them both in the car.

The car journey was made in silence. We all made it into the house, each of the boys running up the stairs as I locked the door. I followed them up, I heard Michael's door close as I found Isaiah and Finn in mine and Adas room. "Come here, Finn." I said as he sat on Adas bed. I quickly removed his coat, jacket and waistcoat. His eyes kept opening and closing as I undid the top two buttons on his shirt before I pushed him so he was lying on the bed. I pulled his shoes off, threw the blanket over him and kissed his head before turning and facing Isaiah. "Are you going to tuck me in, Evie?" He asked with a suggestive wink. I narrowed my eyes at him. "Get ready for bed, you." I laughed, placing my hand on my hip. "Do I get a kiss goodnight?" He asked before grabbing my waist and pulling me into him. His lips collided with mine and my hands went to his chest. He deepened the kiss for a moment before pulling away with a grin. I rolled my eyes at him before pushing him away. "Goodnight, Isaiah." I called over my shoulder as I left the room.

I slowly made my way down the hall and knocked softly on the door to Michael's room. He opened it after a long moment. "Room for a little one?" I asked, looking up at him through my eyelashes. He stayed silent. "Are you jealous?" I asked, searching his face. After another moment after silence I took that as my answer. "Come on, Michael. That's just business. I want you." I whispered, taking one side of his open shirt in my hand. "Say it again." He told me, his voice husky. I moved my body closer to his. "I want you." I whispered and he crashed his lips into mine, his hand knotting in my hair as he pulled me into his room.

I vaguely heard the door closing as Michael picked me up and pressed my back into it. I moaned against his lips as I felt him pressing into me. He moved us from the door to the bed, lowering me gently before making quick work of my coat and dress. I looked up at him hungrily as he removed his shirt and vest, revealing his toned body. I went up on my knees, kissing down his neck and chest as I undid his trousers. I reached into them, massaging him gently and soliciting a long groan in response as I looked up into his face. I bit my lip as he watched my through lust filled eyes. He ran a hand through my hair as he leant down to capture my lips once more. I deepened the kiss, pulling him onto the bed and on top of me. His hands roamed my body and he bit gently down my neck and along my collarbones.

"Fuck, Michael. I need you." I moaned trying to remove his trousers. He quickly did it himself before getting back on top of me. He pressed his lips to mine as he pushed himself inside me, I moaned into his mouth. "You feel so good." He whispered as his pace quickened. I arched my hips into his, meeting his every movement. I wanted to go harder and faster but Michael, in his drunken state, had other ideas and was soon coming undone into me. I tried to hide my frustrations as he tucked us both into bed, pulling me against him and falling asleep instantly. I closed my eyes and tried not to think about a certain 'proper gypsy'.

Translation: Fucking hell