𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃, ⁱˢⁱᵃʰ ʲᵉˢᵘˢ

50

Arthur, Tommy and Florence walked into the Garrison, frowning as they looked at the mess Finn had created. Tommy dragged a chair and the girl that had been sleeping sat up. "Go home" he told her.

She gasped, pulling her shoes on. "Come here you, put this on" Arthur said, handing her a coat. "There you go, look at that. Looks great on ya! Wrap up warm"

Florence scoffed, picking up a cup of ice and standing on a chair, pouring it over Finns face.

He sat straight, gasping. "Wake up" Arthur said. She tapped the side of his face, "Rise and shine" she whispered.

"What are you doing here?" he groaned. "Wasting our fucking time on you" Tommy hissed. Finn held his head, standing when Florence passed him a glass of water.

"Sit down, Finn" Tommy stopped him, "Sit down"

He sighed, returning to his seat. "What do i have to do to make you fucking listen to me?" Tommy leaned closer to him. "You took a bullet. You've been running around the streets with a fucking gun in your hand"

"Somebody has to" Finn shrugged. "Yeah" Florence said, grabbing his face again but more aggressively. "That's my job" she squinted.

He pulled his face away.

"Finn, we've got people for that kind of work. Soldiers. Captains and corporals" Arthur said, sitting down. "Well, then what am i?"

"What am i, Jesus christ" Tommy said frustrated.

"Yeah. What am i, Tom" he asked again. "I'm the brother you never got around to" he looked at Tommy.

"You're a general, Finn, you understand? You're a fucking Shelby so you're a general. When did you last see a general anywhere near the blood and puke eh?"

Finn scoffed. "She's a fucking girl and sue does more than me" he whispered.

"Excuse me" Florence said loudly, pulling his hair and tilting his head back. "I'm a woman, Finn, and i've got a brain" she hissed. "It's 1929 times have changed and sexism isn't a good look on you"

"She's fucking right" Arthur said. "So is Tommy, a general is what you are so on your feet soldier"

Florence let go of his hair. "Come on, on your feet" Arthur repeated. "I thought you just said i was a general?"

"I did just say you where so get in your fucking feet" Arthur grabbed him by his shirt but Tommy pushed him away. "Arthur. Finn, Finn, look at this" Tommy said, holding the bullet in front of his face.

"This is the bullet that Aberama Gold cut from you. First and last" he chucked it at him, pointing. "First and last"

He sighed. "Don't lose it, go and cleaned up. Get some clothes on, a nice suit. I've got some trouble that'll keep you out of trouble" Arthur held his shoulder.

"Oh, and, er, Tom.." Finn said, stopping in his tracks. "Yeah?"

"While your here, erm, i've met this girl and i'd like to get married-"

Florence snorted, covering her mouth. "Fuck off, go get dressed" Arthur shoved him away. "Go on move"

"Finn this girl you're trying to impress, tell me about her," Tommy stopped him. "She likes the life" Finn said. "Likes the life, eh?" Tommy said. "We'll find one that hates it, look at him, that's what he did and now he's chairman of the board"

"Florence liked the life and Isiah went for her, now they're getting married" Finn reminded her.

"There's a difference Finn," she said to him. "I was and am apart of the life, so is Isiah."

Arthur grunted, dismissing the boy once more.

"Florence, Lizzie and Ruby..are they still at yours?" he asked. "Yes, Tom, they're still there" she assured him. "She said she's coming home today so she'll be home later"

"Hm, has she been talking about me?"

"Well, Thomas, woman talk a lot," she shrugged. "Did they talk about me or not?" he repeated. "Nothing good" she joked, sipping her drink.

"Well, nothing she says is true" he looked up. Florence lowered her glass.

"Well you like the life Tommy" Arthur said. "I don't like the life, i don't like the fucking life" he shook his head. "I don't like that Micheal is coming back today," He locked eyes with Florence.

Tommy stood to his feet.

"The train arrives from Liverpool at three, Polly will be there. You two take a weapon" he pointed at them. "Tommy" she tilted her head back. "I'm not going to shoot my own brother"

"What difference is it that it's your brother, eh? You always carry your gun with you, even with us. It's in you're left pocket, no?" he asked.

She bit her tongue, nodding.

"Tell Moss to clear the station of Coppers, you hear me?" he looked back at Arthur. "Yes sir"

"Hey, Tom, i heard them say one thing" she whispered. "Just talking, you know, they said that you don't sleep, or something, you can't sleep"

He breathed deeply. "When i do sleep, i dream, and in my dream someone wants my crown, i think it might me Micheal. Call me at three"

He walked away and Florence looked at Arthur.

"Arthur i'm going to put that bullet on a necklace and wear it as a reminder" Finn said, pulling on his jacket. "Shut up Finn" she whispered.

"You got trouble for me then?" he leaned down to Arthur. "Yeah" he whispered.

"Yeah, fuck off" Florence teased.