You jumped a little as Polly once again came thundering into the house. Ada shot up from her seat next to you as little (Y/D/N) began fussing. You took the baby in your arms and settled back to rock her when Polly met your gaze. "Everything is not fine," she said, recalling your words from the day your daughter had been born.

"What do you mean, Pol?" you asked. Ada had just returned home from the family meeting, her own pregnancy far underway, and had yet to tell you what had happened. "Michael. He's betraying us." You sighed heavily and shook your head while she continued, "He wants to take over as head of the company and expand to America. He said the States don't want to work with the Peaky Blinders. They don't approve of our methods or some-. It's that girl. Michael never would have thought of betraying the family until he met her."

You remained silent. You never had anything nice to say about Gina, so you tended to keep your mouth shut. Not to mention that you had NEVER, in all your years knowing the Shelbys, seen Polly that angry. She was furious and she was hurting. Her own son was stabbing her in the back.

Polly turned back to you, eyes filling with tears as her anger began to dissipate. "Tommy is coming to you. He has questions. He knows you would never betray us, but he'll want to know if Michael had given any clue to you before he left." You nodded, bouncing Y/D/N a little bit as the door opened again.

"Ada? Y/N?" Ada called back that you were in the parlor. Tommy appeared in the doorway a moment later. "Since Pol is here I assume you know why I've come." You told him of course and that Michael had never given any indication that he was going to betray them. "He looks up to you all. Or rather he did. He was eager to bring me into the family." You felt your throat tighten a bit.

"I'll put on some tea. Ada, would you mind lending a hand?" The other two women left the room, leaving you alone with Tommy and your daughter. After a moment, Tommy came and sat in the chair Ada had been occupying. "I believe you. But I have to tell you, if Michael does betray us, no force in Heaven, Hell, or on Earth will be able to save him. We have to take care of business. Can you understand that?" He took something out of his pocket and placed it on the table between you. It was a bullet with the name "Michael" etched into it. You glanced between it and Tommy. It took a moment for you to realize that the Thomas Shelby was all but asking for your permission to kill Michael if the worst case came true.

"I-I understand. Let's hope it doesn't come to that." Tommy met your gaze and held it. He hummed lightly. "Michael has already betrayed you. By all rights, that bullet is yours to put through him..." You instantly shook your head. "Don't. Do not put that on me, Thomas. As much as he hurt me, I can't do that. I'm not like you."

You expected him to be a little angry, but he smiled a little. "I know. Glad to see you're still you. You haven't let us corrupt you too badly." You chuckled and rolled your eyes. "If you have to, please don't tell me until it's over. I may not love him anymore, but I don't hate him." Tommy nodded and stood. "No matter what happens, you're an honorary Shelby, Y/N. Nothing that Michael does from now on will change that." You thanked him, eager for a break from the heavy conversation.

Later that night, as you were putting your daughter to bed, you felt a presence behind you. "I'll be there to help tuck Karl into bed in a moment, Ada," you assured her. Since she was so heavily pregnant, you helped where you could. It was why you hadn't moved back into your own home. "Hey." You nearly jumped at the voice behind you that was quite clearly male. You whirled around to see Michael standing there. Even in the near darkness of the room, you could see tear stains on his face. That wasn't like him. Michael never left the house looking less than presentable.

"Michael? What is it? What are you doing here?" He didn't say anything at first. He simply walked further into the room to gaze down at the baby in her cradle. You stared at the side of his face as fresh tears began to slip down his cheeks. You gently took his arm to lead him from the room, but he rooted himself there. "Please...let me stay here for a moment."

"Tell me what's happened," you insisted quietly. "She lied to me. And I let her. I let her get in my head." He was getting more upset and you had to physically pull him from the room so he wouldn't wake Y/D/N. You practically dragged him down the stairs to the parlor. You sat him down on the sofa and poured him a whiskey.

"Who lied to you, Michael?" you asked as you sat down next to him. You couldn't stand seeing him like this. This wasn't the Michael Gray you knew. "Gina. She's not pregnant. She never was." You did everything you could not to ball your fists in your lap and Michael continued, "It was all a lie to get to Tommy through me. Oh God, Tommy. He's gonna kill me."

"Not if I have anything to say about it. Stay here." You rose, but he caught your wrist. "Please don't..." You attempted a smile. "I have to tell him, Michael. He'll come looking anyway." For the first time since you'd known him, Michael looked scared, but he let you go.

A little while later, Tommy sat across from Michael along with Arthur and Finn. Polly stood by the window, not wanting to look at her son just yet. Michael let spill everything from how he and Gina had met up until that even when she revealed her true intentions. "I know it doesn't change anything, but I am sorry, Tommy." Tommy lit a cigarette before pulling the bullet out of his pocket yet again. He placed it on the table.

"We've all had our heads turned by a woman one time or another. With maybe one exception." He turned to you and you gave him a wink. It wasn't his business, but you enjoyed the banter you had. He looked back at Michael and continued, "I'm willing to give you another chance. Because you're family. And family sticks together. But you're on thin fuckin' ice. You understand?"

Michael looked humbled and defeated as he agreed with Tommy. Tommy cleared his throat and handed the bullet to Michael. "As a reminder to never betray us again. We hardly give second chances. There won't be a third." Michael nodded, taking the bullet with his name etched on it.

"Thomas," Polly's voice came from the window, "The other one." Tommy sighed heavily before fishing another bullet out of a different pocket. He set it down and you were able to see the name "Gina" on it. "I don't like it, Tom," Arthur said and Tommy nodded. "Neither do I, but we protect our own and she very nearly tore this family apart."

Michael glanced between his cousins and the bullet with his wife's name on it. He gave a barely there shake of his head. From your spot behind him, you squeezed his shoulder, prompting a silent conversation between the two of you. He slowly reached over to take the bullet.

"I can't, Tommy. She's still my wife..." Tommy opened his mouth to argue, but closed it when he saw Michael reaching back to hand you the bullet. You took it, meeting Tommy's icy gaze and nodded. While you may not have been able to even think about killing Michael, Gina was a different story. She had put the entire Shelby family and yourself through hell for months. Now it was her turn.

"Why?" Arthur asked. "What was it Tommy said? We protect our own? Well, you're my family. It's my turn to protect you for once." You slipped the bullet into the pocket of your robe for the time being. Tommy chuckled, pulling all eyes to him again. "Guess we corrupted you after all." You shrugged a bit. "Maybe. But I wouldn't want it any other way. Now, if you'll excuse me. I've got a job to do. Michael can look after the baby."

You turned on your heel and made your way to your room to get dressed. Your hands were shaking slightly, but you were determined. That woman was going to pay. You dressed quickly and heading downstairs. Tommy was waiting by the door. He slipped a revolver into your hand. "Be quick. Be safe. And welcome to the family, Y/N." You laughed a little in spite ofyourself. It wasn't exactly how you imagined your initiation into the Shelby family, but you knew that, no matter what happened, they would have your back.