(Y/n) walked down the street with Aberama; the older man smiling at her, as they made their way to meet Tommy Shelby. The night before had been a long time coming. A very long time coming. And this time, no one had come knocking on the side of the caravan, ruining the moment. As he had closed the door and turned her to look at him, she had felt her heart begin to race. As far as she was concerned, Aberama had always had a presence; a charm that drew a person in. A way about him that had enticed her; and as he had slowly begun to remove her clothes, kissing her flesh as it was revealed to him, she knew that she had lost herself to him. The feel of his rough hands on her skin, his breath on her neck, and the words that he had whispered into her ear, making her mind reel.

It had been some time since she had been with a man; a very long time in truth. The healer always keeping pretty much to herself. Not one for the idea of having her life turned upside down by a man; of having to stop doing what she did to cook, clean and wash for someone. (Y/n) having seen to many marriages turn sour. Too many husbands that would look to drink and whores, before returning to take their anger out on their poor wives. But as she had lain with Aberama, she had realised that her choices in life were not due to the fact that she didn't want a man; it was that she had always just wanted the Romany assassin. The old feelings that she had kept so close over the years, coming out, as she had had her legs wrapped around his body. Aberama smiling down at her, as finally moved himself inside her. Neither of them sure if Bonnie had been privy to their night's activities; but when they had made their way out of the caravan that morning, the younger Gold had been slumbering at the side of the fire.

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Aberama watched her from the corner of his eye, as he and (Y/n) made their way through Small Heath. She had always been beautiful; but over their years apart, she had certainly become more so. The hitman for hire having been surprised, pleasantly so, when she had informed him that she still was not wed. The older Gold determined that he was not going to let the chance pass again, to be with her. To know her as he had wanted to, so many years before. And, as they walked next to one another, he was glad that they had. In fact, the man that many would describe as a dangerous savage, found himself wanting more. He wanted her to stay with him, to be with him. Though that was a subject he would broach once this job for Tommy was done.

"So.............." (Y/n) suddenly said, breaking the comfortable silence that surrounded them.

"Where are we going...............?"

"Betting shop.............." Aberama replied with a smile, as (Y/n) quirked her brow.

"The Shelby's run it from their home. Its where Tommy will be..........."

"Well, I suppose its not the strangest place that I have ever met someone that wanted my services." (Y/n) chuckled, it now Aberama's turn to give her a look.

"Your friend isn't the only "businessman" that I have dealt with since I last saw you, Abby. All of these men have enemies, rivals that they want to be rid of. And some of them don't stop doing what they would normally be doing, just so that they can speak to me. One time I was taken to a brothel, where I was taken upstairs to one of the rooms. I was told to knock on the door and when I did, I walked in to find a man sat on the bed wearing nothing but a pink silk nightgown, and a pair of fluffy slippers, smoking a cigar. So, as long as this Tommy Shelby is fully clothed, it will be a step up from that." (Y/n) laughed; the pair stopping as they got to where they were going. Aberama knocking sharply on the door, and it being opened by a young man in a nice suit, that looked her up and down suspiciously, as he chewed on a toothpick.

"Who's this............?" The man enquired with a sniff, as he leant against the door jamb.

"John. This is (Y/n), she's a friend of mine. We're here to see Tommy........" Abby explained. This John giving her another look, before pushing himself off the jamb, and allowing the two visitors through the door. Leading the way to where a man sat at a desk. This man pulling a cigarette from a packet, and lighting it, before sitting back in his chair.

"Mornin Aberama. And who might this be...........?"

"Tommy.........I would like you to meet (Y/n). She was the one I was telling you about. The one that will be able to help you with that little job you need doing." Abby explained. The female Romany giving Tommy a small smile, as he looked at her. The head of the Shelby firm pulling a stray fleck of tobacco from his mouth, before returning the gesture.

"Well..........you better take a seat then..................."