Child of Ice (Thomas Shelby)

Chapter Ten:Returned (Special Edition)

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"We can help each other, now run along and spread the news" he said leaving the room 

Arthur knew a war would brew rather quickly between Chester campbell and his brother and it would undoubtedly end badly. He had seen the feelings that were growing inside of his brother which he though he had lost in the war.Although he was changing he didn't know if he was going to loose the hard brother he once had and earn himself a soft one. He looked down at Ayla for some sort of reassurance. 

"Just go, I'll be fine" She looked at her hands for a moment remembering something "Arthur" she said stopping him in his tracks 

"Whatever you do don't tell tommy Chester has me, it will make the situation 10 times worse" she said which made sense. He nodded his head knowing he wouldn't be able to keep the secret for long 

Stumbling home from the shit hole he was locked up in. A terrible amount of pain running through his whole body Arthur managed to enter the Garrison earning him a few weird looks. His fingers snapped into two and his face bleeding like a fountain it wasn't long before one of the brothers noticed pulling him into they're little room.Everyone stood up in surprise at his condition. 

"Where have you been!" polly's face filled with questions which he ignored 

"Blimey mate you look like shit" John poured him a whiskey, he sat down opposite Tommy

"Who did this?" Polly sounded like a concerned mother as she looked at his beaten face "Never mind get me some towels, a needle and thread and some bloody alcohol" She shouted at Finn, he did as he was told rushing off to get the things she had asked for as Tommy sat idly by playing with the cigarette in his hand he had an incline on who it may have been.

"Who did this?" His voice deep and serious, Arthur could barely look up at him in embarrassment. He didn't want his bother to get in any trouble or even killed.

"you tell me! what on fucking earth have you been doing?" he shouted grabbing everyones attention, by the looks of they're faces they didn't know what was going on either. "Where are they? where are you hiding them?" Arthur finally confronted him. 

"Wheres what?" Tommy tried to avoid the conversation but no one was buying it

"What is he talking about?" Polly asked Tommy and waited for an answer 

"I was gonna tell you mate, I was" Tommy tried to convince an unconvinced Arthur. "We accidentally found a crate that contained Lewis machine guns, ammunition, semi-automatic rifles and pistols with shells" he took a swig of whiskey 

"And?" John asked 

"Someone named Chester Campbell sent by Churchill to find them and he knows you've got em so where are they?! you do know they've got you're precious whore don't you?" Arthur said leaving the room deadly silent. Tommy's body filled with anger within a few seconds you could see it in his face. He was ready to murder his one brother 

"Say that again!" his voice filled with spite

"Look if what Arthur is saying is true someone like that wont keep her alive for very long so you better make a wise decision Tommy, its either her or the weapons" Polly interrupted hoping a fight wouldn't break out.