Runaway

Another Shelby wedding

A month and a half went on and Charlotte was nine months pregnant. Her and Finn still couldn't find anything on Grace, but they weren't giving up. Tommy and Grace's wedding was pushed back because he had to heal and she had to have reconstructive surgery for her nose. It was the night before the wedding and all the boys were out with Tommy at his bachelor party. Charlotte was alone in her house as she struggled to paint her toenails. She had on Tommy's black sweatshirt that he gave her a while ago because it fit her now. She heard a knock on the door, but didn't want to get up.
"Are you a murderer?" She said.
"I don't think murderers knock." Tommy said as he walked in.
"And if I was a murderer?" He asked.
She held up her gun without looking at him.
"Then I would've shot you."
He gave a small laugh as he sat beside her on the couch.
          "Is that my sweatshirt?"
          "Maybe." She said.
She raised an eyebrow at him.
"Aren't you supposed to be at your bachelor party?" She asked as she kept trying to bend over her belly and paint her toes.
"I'd rather be here and watch you struggle."
"Ladies and gentlemen..Tommy Shelby the comedian." She said.
"Are you just bitter because you didn't get invited to a certain bachelorette party?" He joked.
She looked at him and laughed.
"You really are a comedian."
He smirked.
"But really...how are you here?" She asked.
"Well..Grace is staying at Linda and Arthur's tonight...so she'll never know."
She nodded and then tried painting again but couldn't.
"Ugh. I blame you for this." She groaned as she leaned back on the couch.
Tommy laughed and then stuck out his hand to her.
"Give me the bottle...I'll do it, just get comfortable."
She made a face at him.
"Really?"
He nodded and she gave him the bottle. Tommy pulled her legs over his lap and she sat up and watched.
"Don't mess up. I don't want black nail polish everywhere."
He started to paint and she squinted her eyes because he looked like he was going to mess up.
He turned his head slowly to look at her.
"Would you just relax and trust me."
She sighed.
"I guess." She joked as she laid back.
"So how are you feeling?" He asked as he painted.
"Well I can't sleep because the baby kicks so much at night, I have to pee every five minutes, I'm always tired and hot, and I weigh 1000 pounds."
"You don't weigh 1000 pounds. You weigh 999." He joked.
"I'd hit you, but I don't have the energy."
He smirked and continued.
"But seriously you look great. Do you think you're close?"
"I feel like it could happen any day now."
He smiled and finished up painting.
"I'm finished."
She put out her arm and he pulled her up as she looked at them.
"Oh my God. They look perfect. Thank you." She smiled.
They got comfortable on the couch as they talked. He had his arm around her rubbing her back as she leaned on him. She felt the baby kick and put his other hand under her sweatshirt to feel it. They smiled at each other. Between him rubbing her back and his warm hand on her belly...it put Charlotte to sleep. Tommy carried her to bed and kissed her forehead. The next morning came and Charlotte walked into the living room to see Michael, Finn, Isaiah, and John passed out. She quietly left and then came back an hour later. Michael was getting coffee as Finn and John had their heads on the bar and Isaiah was still asleep. Michael looked at her.
          "You got your cast off!"
          "Finally." She smiled.
John lifted his head up.
          "Can you guys keep it down?"
Michael and Charlotte looked at each and then at John.
          "No." They both yelled.
Finn slowly raised his head up.
          "Can you at least make us breakfast if you're going to be loud?"
          "Finn, I taught you how to cook."
          "Yes, but the food is just so much better when you cook it."
She rolled her eyes and started to cook. The boys were just being served as Tommy and Arthur walked in.
"Oh good, Charlotte made breakfast." Arthur smiled as he got a plate.
Arthur sat in between John and Finn.
"You make a good housewife." Arthur joked.
She raised her eyebrows.
"Finn." She said.
Finn hit Arthur over the back of his head and John laughed.
"Thank you." She said to Finn.
Alfie walked in next and hugged Charlotte from behind.
"Alfie, don't squeeze me."
"If I squeeze you hard enough that baby will come out and I'll win the bet." Alfie said.
"Hey, that's cheating." John said.
          "You guys bet on when I'll have the baby?"
          "And if it's a boy or a girl." Finn said as he ate.
Charlotte looked at Tommy.
          "Did you participate in this bet?"
He scratched the back of his head.
          "Of course not."
          "Yes he did. He bet tomorrow." Arthur said.
Charlotte raised an eyebrow at Tommy.
          "Thanks, Arthur." He mumbled.
The day went on and all the guys got ready at Charlotte's just because they were already there. Grace demanded that Polly and Ada help her get ready so Tommy told them to do it. Charlotte was in her bathroom and she winced as she had a hand on her stomach. She heard a knock on her door and Tommy walked in. Charlotte walked out of her bathroom in her dress.