The one you have all been waiting for.. P.S I started a Peaky Blinders blog the link for it will be on my profile

Tommy could feel the waves beneath his feet, the feet that felt as though they were walking on clouds every time he moved, he was trying his hardest to stop his knees from buckling underneath him as he leant against the railing. Closing his eyes he takes in small shallow breaths, trying to calm his stomach but it wasn't working, vomit charged out of his mouth making him splutter and cough. Tommy wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and sighs, bending down he fits his legs between the railing, the waves spraying salt water up the side of the boat, tickling his feet. "You got a death wish, boy?" Charlie slaps him on the back making him jump. "You're a gipsy, don't tell me you're getting seasick!"

"No, not that." Tommy sighs, pulling on the railing as he stands up.

"I know, were all the same." Charlie murmured, lighting a cigarette he offers one to Tommy. The two men, one short and thin the other tall and broad but still two in the same stood with there elbows leant on the railing, there backs to the wild sea beneath them. "It's going to be different when we get back you know." Charlie looks up at his nephew, his eyebrows raised. Tommy blows the smoke up towards the sky. He knew they all knew it would be different. "Look Tommy!" Charlie gasped, slapping him on the arm. All of the men had run towards the front of the boat pointing and cheering.

Tommy did not move as he took another drag of his cigarette he nods towards his brothers who stare back at him.

The river Mersey was in front of them and the war was behind them. A home was awaiting them but they knew that the tough times would not be ending soon. Looking down at the photo of Anna in his hand he brushes his fingers over her petite face. He would be with her soon but there were things he had to do first.

The train pulled into Birmingham and the relief he had been expecting had still not arrived, the smoke was thick and the ground filthy but it still did not feel like home. Even when he had walked marched down the street, his brothers behind him he did not feel at home till he had all his family in one room together and he knew they where safe. Ada had cried when she saw them walking down the street, she had run towards them and threw her arms around her brothers. Polly had not cried, nor had she spoken she just nodded at her boys as they walked past her into the house. "Family meeting," Tommy muttered at his aunt as he dropped his bag on the floor.

"You have medals." Ada points at Tommy as he marches back and forth in front of his family, he reaches his hand up and pulls the medals from his chest, slamming them on the table in front of her.

"Take them." He spits, Polly drums her fingers on the table, her head in her hands. "So I am sure you are all wondering why we are having a meeting on such a joyous day." Tommy scoffs, the sarcasm is not missed by his brothers as they snigger.

"We should be celebrating Tommy!" Ada smiles at her brothers. "They are throwing a party at the garrison and we should be there!"

"And we will go." Tommy smiles kindly back at his sister, her joy becoming infectious. "But first we have to talk business." The boys straighten up and look firmly at Tommy. "The Shelby family is going to become legitimate." The room erupts in laughter, Polly nearly choking on her cigarette smoke. "We are going to expand." He nods, the family begins to quiet down.

"And how on earth are we going to do that Tommy?" Polly stands up and begins to put on her coat.

"That's a man's business." Before he could finish speaking Polly's hand has struck him around the face. The noise alone making John and Arthur grimace.

"Don't you dare!" Polly spits, pulling her hat over her head. "Come now, there is someone who wants to meet you." Polly nods towards the door and Ada follows her, Tommy rubs his cheek, it still stinging from the slap. He knew he had deserved it but the less Polly knew about his plans the better.

Anna sat at the bar of the garrison, a whisky in front of her as she watched the room around her, there were more men in here than she had ever seen. Husbands and wives reunited once more. She was watching a couple sat in the corner, holding hands and stealing small kisses when they thought no one was looking. It was sweet, really it was but she couldn't help but feel the pit of despair growing in her stomach she would never have that with her Freddie now and who knew what Thomas wanted. Anna became almost fixated on the couple until a small boy ran through the front door of the garrison. "They are nearly here Harry!" He shouts, panting and out of breath, he waits for Harry to drop a few coins into his hand and he runs out of the door.

"When they get in here I want you all clapping!" Harry barks at the bar, they all nod. It seemed as though Anna was the only one who did not know who was coming into the pub. Whoever it was the look on Harry's face said that you had to play along no matter what you wanted.

As soon as the door opens, the clapping starts and Anna tries to join in but she is too fixated on watching the group that enters. A tall man came through the door first, a large moustache and dark eyes. Following him is another man, clearly his brother with the same dark eyes but he has lighter hair and a paler face, a toothpick hangs out of his mouth. The door swings open again and Anna feels her mouth go dry, a tall man with dark hair and the most stunning blue eyes she had ever seen walks through and smiles at the pub.

"Whiskies Harry!" A woman shouts, Anna snaps her head away from the dark-haired man and sees Polly at the end of the bar. "Our boys are home!" She cheers raising a glass into the air. The group move into the private room, Anna's heart is beating out of her chest, she can't feel her feet yet they move, one in front of the other until she is pushing the door to the private room open. "Sorry, it's a private party in here love- Oh Anna it's you," Ada smirks up at the young woman, her eyes flit around the room until she finds a pair of bright blue eyes staring back at her.

"Hello, Tommy." Anna whispers, hear rising to her cheeks as she stands there awkwardly, Tommy did not speak, he did not smile but he moved towards he painfully slowly, it felt as though he was moving in slow motion but before she could take a breath his lips are on hers, his arms wrapped around her waist. Moving away he presses his forehead against hers a smile spreading across his lips.

"Hello, Anna."