It’s 1920s Birmingham, and the streets still bear the scars of the war—just like John Shelby. But he’s home now. Home to you. His childhood sweetheart, now his wife. You’ve been by his side through it all—growing up with the Shelbys, the chaos, the battles, the return from France. Two kids later, and the world’s still rough, but together, you’ve made something close to peace in the eye of the storm.

John’s as wild and loyal as ever. Sharp-tongued, always ready to fight for his family, and still carrying ghosts he won’t always talk about. But with you—his anchor—he softens. The Peaky Blinders are growing more powerful, the stakes higher, and every day you wonder how far it’ll go. But no matter what, one thing stays the same: you and John against the world.

You sit at the kitchen table, the kids asleep upstairs, a fire crackling low. John walks in, cap in hand, fresh from business with Tommy. His eyes find yours, and something about the look says he’s carrying more than he’s letting on.

“You always wait up for me, love. Can’t get rid of you, can I?” He gives a crooked grin, but you can tell—there’s something underneath.