"I have sailed the world beheld its wonders, from the Dardanelles to the mountains of Peru but there's no place like London!" Anthony sang beautifully as they all stepped onto the front of the ship.

Tanya looked around, she was four years old last time she was here and now eight years later she returned, twelve years old. It had changed. The London she knew was bright, cheery and full of sunlight. This was dark and damp with the sun hidden beneath dark storm clouds. The sky looked black from the smoke and pollution. It even smelled bad.

This isn't a good idea! Her mind shouted at her but she took a breath and watched Todd. He looked lost in his own memories. He stomped towards Anthony and sang, "No there's no place like London!" He looked mad as his nose scrunched with displeasure.

"Mr. Todd?" Anthony asked confused. This was his home, what was so wrong with it? Tanya held a burst of laughter; Anthony would never get it! He saw the good in everyone, even if it wasn't there.

"You are young. Life has been kind to you, you will learn." Anthony nodded but didn't understand, Tanya hoped he'd never understand.

"There's a whole in the world like a great black pit and the vermin of the world inhabit it and its morals aren't worth what a pin can spit and it goes by the name of London. At the top of the hole sit the privileged few. Making mock of the vermin in the lonely zoo, turning beauty to filth and greed... I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders, for the cruelty of men is as wondrous as Peru but there's no place like London!" Tanya nodded in agreement.

Soon they were docked and Todd and Tanya had their bags slung over their arms. They both only had one bag; they never owned much just clothes, a picture of family and Tanya's locket.

They had said good bye to their fellow sailors and were staring down a street, a dark, damp street with rats scurrying around looking for food. Anthony stood behind them as all their memories flooded their minds.

The strongest of Todd's memories was being shipped way and Lucy's pain filled face as she begged to Turpin. The second strongest was the day Johanna was born.

"Excuse me! Pardon me!" He pushed through the crowd of people to a room where his wife was in labor. He watched as Mrs. Lovett and Maria pushed into the room where Lucy was crying in pain.

Liam's hand landed on his shoulder. "Don't worry, they did the same thing when Jason was born," Liam reassured. Jason was Tanya's older brother. He was two years old right now. Liam's oldest child was fifteen and working as a detective.

"How long will it take?" Benjamin had asked worried. Liam shrugged his shoulders.

"Sometimes and hour, sometimes longer." They waited and about forty minutes later Mrs. Lovett stepped out of the room. She gave Benjamin a happy smile.

"Mr. Barker, it's a girl!" Benjamin smiled and ran into the room to see Maria washing her hands and Lucy on a bed with a baby in her hands.

"Lucy," he murmured nervously, what if he wasn't a good father? What if he failed his kid in any way? Lucy looked up and gave him a beautiful smile.

"Ben! Come meet your daughter!" Benjamin stumbled forward his wife and gingerly held his baby girl. She had blue eyes, like her mommy.

"She's beautiful! Like you," he sighed and all his worries disappeared as his child smiled at him.

"What should we name her?" Lucy asked a gleam in her eyes.

"What do you want to name her?" Benjamin didn't mind any name that Lucy chose. They both looked each other in the eye and a name popped into their mind.

"Johanna."

"Is everything alright, Mr. Todd?" Anthony's voice interrupted his memories.

"I beg your indulgence, Anthony. My mind is far from easy. Through these once familiar streets I see shadows… everywhere." His voice was soft and memorable. Tanya took a step closer; she felt the shadows as well.

"Shadow?" Anthony asked confused.

"Ghosts," Tanya explained with a sympathetic look on her face. She looked back at Todd. His face was twisted in pain as Turpin filled both their minds.

"There was a barber and his wife and she was beautiful... A foolish barber and his wife. She was his reason for his life... And she was beautiful, and she was virtuous. And he was naive. There was another man who saw that she was beautiful... A pious vulture of the law who, with a gesture of his claw removed the barber from his plate! And there was nothing but to wait! And she would fall! So soft! So young! So lost and oh so beautiful!" Todd sang his pain, his sorrows in a strong, beautiful voice.

"And the lady, sir? Did she succumb?" Anthony questioned. He was curious by this story, poor barber!

"Oh that was many years ago," Tanya half sang, half spoke for the sorrow-filled Todd, "I doubt if anyone would know…" Did that mean no one would remember her dad, mom, or either one of her brothers?

"I'd like to thank you, Anthony," Todd thanked, "if you hadn't spotted me I'd be lost on the ocean still." Tanya nodded her thanks.

"Will I see you again?" Anthony liked Todd and Tanya seemed like a little sister, he would like to see them again.

"You might find us if you like," Tanya offered.

"Around Fleet Street, I wouldn't wonder," Todd affirmed. They were going to Todd's old home? Tanya nodded.

"Until then, my friend." Anthony raised his arm to shake Todd's hand but Todd had left into the shadows with Tanya following behind him.

"There's a whole in the world like a great black pit and the vermin of the world inhabit it!" Todd hissed as he made his way home and hopefully to Johanna, Lucy and Tanya's family.

Tanya noticed the dark, hate filled glint in his eye and she felt like she was four years old again, the way she felt when she changed her name. Man, this isn't a good idea!