You slowly open your eyes to see you're in a hospital bed. Every part of your body aches in pain as you attempt to move it but it doesn't comply. You turn your head slightly to see Thomas with his eyes closed. Furrowing your brows you turn your head back to look at the ceiling.
"They put you in here as well, eh?" Thomas hums turning his head to you as you look back at him.
"You look like shit." You comment as Thomas chuckles a bit
"Yeah? You look like deaths banging on your door." Thomas snaps back as you snicker and close your eyes. Thomas doing the same. You hear the door open and mentally groan.
"Ready for a visitor, Mr. Shelby and Ms. L/n?" The nurse questions
"No." You deny
"I'm here on the King's orders, I'm afraid I must. Ah! You paid extra for daylight. The racketeering business must be booming. Are you two not going to thank me for saving your lives? I found you both a street apart." The inspector informs walking in and standing in between both your beds
"Pass my cigarettes?" You question pointing to your cigarettes
"Pass me one." Thomas puts his hand out as the Inspector sighs and walks over to your side where the cigarettes are
"Three nights ago, at the cooperative stables in Montague Street, there was a murder. A man named Duggan. The Oxfordshire constabulary found his body in a shallow grave." The inspector rambles on as he puts the cigarettes on your chest and puts one cigarette on Thomas's chest and a match.
"I need to piss." Thomas cuts him off
"So do I. Nurse?" You call out as the Inspector puts his cane where your bullet wound is. You grab onto the cane and look him dead in the eye as Thomas glares at him.
"Who carried out the murder of Mr. Duggan?" The inspector questions as your breath hitches. Silence fills the room as the inspector finally gives up and removes his cane. Your breath is heavy but quiet as you groan softly from the pain being released. You throw your head back on the pillow. Getting out a cigarette for yourself as the inspector grabs a chair putting it in the middle each of you and Thomas
"Oh. By the way, Grace and Max, they went to New York. A place called, uh...Poughkeepsie. They're both married now." Thomas informs
"Both to bankers. He and she are rich. I am sure they both are very happy. You've been under my microscope for some weeks now. I have been observing every move you two make. That's why I was on hand to save both your lives." The inspector starts
"I imagine being shot by a woman hurts the same as being shot by a man. Just a bit more shameful. You know, Mr. Campbell, when I got shot, they gave me a medal. Yeah. No medal for you I bet." Thomas teases as the inspector bangs his cane on the floor and stands up
"Mr. Shelby and Ms. L/n. Our reunion...is part of a very carefully worked out plan, which had been in place for some time now." The inspector states as he throws yours and Thomas's cigarette onto the ground making you groan loudly
"Every time you lean on that stick, I bet you see her face." Thomas continues
"As a result of the information in my possession, I can charge you two with murder at any time and provide two impeccable crown witnesses who testimony will lead you two directly to the gallows. You are ok my hook, Ms. L/n and Mr. Shelby. And from this moment forward, you both belong to me. So, get well quickly. I will be in touch the moment I hear you can piss standing up and you can make it to the bathroom by yourself. And then I will send you your instructions." The inspector spits out as he places his fingers on your bullet wound putting force on it as you groan quietly with your face scrunched up. The inspector looking directly at Thomas as Thomas looks at you concerned
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|| Work Alone || Tommy Shelby x Reader ||
FanfictionA woman of business. She left London looking for where she could stay low for some time and luckily she had found a place. Birmingham. Still wanting to make money she does small deals in the small place she lives in. Though, she started going to a b...
