A/N: Oh my god! It's been so long since I uploaded. I am so sorry. I am so upset...(don't ask me why...I don't actually know) but I felt like writing some Sweeney...so I did. Realising I have too many fics, this one will be finished quite soon (yeah...I've said this before, but this time it's gonna come true) and it actually doesn't have a storyline...so it might end quite abuptly with some retarded, corny, stupid ending....so...yeah...

Disclaimer: I dont own much...you can't sue.


"Dead…" he said curtly and Johanna nodded

"So…where is Mrs Lovett?" Anthony asked.

"She was just doing last minute packing," Sweeney said angrily.

"Okay…and it takes three days?" Anthony asked

"Stop asking questions boy!" Sweeney growled and Anthony backed off. "Do you know if there is an inn, where I can stay until Mrs Lovett comes?"

"Well…Mr Todd, you can stay with us. You helped me get Johanna, so it's the least I can do," Anthony said

"No, I was only repaying you for saving me in the water…" Sweeney muttered

"Please sir. Stay with us," Johanna said, passing him a mug of coffee.

He considered it for a few minutes, before finally nodding.

"I'll stay…"

Sweeney found that he was growing annoyed at the cheeriness of the rooms, and he went outside to escape it. Sitting down outside, he placed his head in his hands, sighing. He was missing Mrs Lovett, and he hated himself for it.

He wasn't meant to miss anything, well…except his razors and Lucy, of course. He pulled one out of his pocket, and looked at it, a grin creeping across his lips. He let it shine in the light, it reflecting and shimmering. He stood up, walked around to the back of the house, surprised to find that the yard was quite big, and three horses, including his own, resided there.

He stroked it absentmindedly, and cursed the man who had taken Mrs Lovett and the boy. Suddenly, a small note caught his eye, and he frowned, reaching over to grab it. He opened it and read it slowly

Restless, aren't you Mr Todd?

Wondering where we are?

Well…we're not going to tell you.

Two more days Mr Todd

Sweeney muttered a curse and scrunched up the note, throwing it away and looking around. Angrily, he sank to the ground on his knees, taking the razor out of his pocket and stabbing the ground numerous times. He grinned, standing up, peering at the dirt that had been over turned. He turned and froze, seeing Johanna looking at him.

"What?" he spat out and Johanna bit her lip.

"I was wondering if you…if you would like a cup of tea." She whimpered, and he relaxed

"I'm sorry…um…no, thankyou," he forced the sentence out painfully, and she relaxed too.

"Okay…well…" she trailed off, walking back inside.

He sighed, running his hands through his hair sadly. He stroked the horse again and went inside.

"I must leave," he said to Johanna and Anthony, who were sitting down to a cup of tea.

"Why? Where are you going?" Anthony asked, looking alarmed

"To find Mrs Lovett, she should be here by now…" he said and Johanna looked confused.

"But you said she would be here in two more days…" she said and he shot her a glare.

"Shhh…" he said and she sighed

"Okay Mr Todd…keep to yourself again. Hope you have a nice trip, don't die," she said angrily, and he looked taken aback.

He smirked at her and walked outside, not bothering to say goodbye to Anthony. He mounted his horse swiftly, after tacking it up before riding out into the streets of Salisbury. Johanna and Anthony stood out the front and watched him trot into the streets.

When the people had made a gap for him, he walked along the road, looking around for some sort of land mark that could help him. Before he found one, a familiar, high pitched scream filled the air, and everyone turned to look. There was nothing to see, but Sweeney recognised the scream, and he turned the horse, the people clearing out the way as he cantered down the road.

Outside a small shop, Mrs Lovett was wrestling the Judge's brother.

"Let go of me ya bastard!" she shrieked, and Sweeney jumped off the horse before it stopped running, stumbling as he landed.

He tackled the man, and he let of Mrs Lovett immediately, growling at Sweeney. Sweeney raised his fist and was about to hit him, but Mrs Lovett made a noise and he looked up.

Everyone in the street was watching them. He cleared his throat and got of the man, showing the crowd, and the man a very forced smile and a pat on the back. They walked inside, Mrs Lovett sadly walking in after them.

As soon as she had closed the door, he ran his fist into his face.

"Why…did…you…steal…Mrs…Lovett?" Sweeney asked with each punch, and the man stumbled back numerous times, moaning and clutching his nose in agony

Sweeney didn't wait for an answer before taking a razor from his pocket and slicing through the man's neck, a satisfied grin on his face afterwards. He turned and saw Mrs Lovett, who looked rather alarmed. He heard the body slump to the ground and she looked away, and then suddenly remembered that they still had Toby.

She ran up the steps without speaking to Sweeney. She opened a small cupboard on the left to see Toby hunched over in the seat, knocked out. He was tied there, but it only took a matter of seconds to untie them. Sweeney came up just as she was deciding how to get him downstairs, and he picked Toby up.

"Thank you Mr T…" she muttered quietly and he grumbled a response.

"I buried the man out the back…if we hurry, we can get to Wellington by tomorrow," he said gruffly and she nodded, hurrying down the stairs after him.

"Did you talk to Johanna?" she said, walking out of the mansion after him.

He marvelled at how she was suddenly back to being herself. Minutes ago, she was struggling against a man twice her size, and now she was calm, collected and it was almost if she had forgotten about the Judge's brother.

"Yes, they're living somewhere close…but they don't matter." He said and Mrs Lovett stopped him, and he snarled at her.

"What's wrong." She asked him, her dark hazel eyes boring into his black ones.

"Nothing," he growled, walking to the horse. He hoisted Toby onto the horse and motioned for Mrs Lovett to come closer.

"Hold him…I'll go rent some more horses…" he muttered and Mrs Lovett sighed

"You got any money love?" she asked

"Yeah…I took some from the Judge's brother's house….and besides…I grabbed the money from our shop before we left," he said and she smiled.

He disappeared into the crowds, and she held Toby up while leading the horse to a shady spot under the trees. She tethered the horse to the trees and brought Toby down, laying him in the grass. She turned away from him, sitting down and facing the country.

"Where am I?" he cried and Mrs. Lovett whipped around, seeing Toby sitting up and looking around wildly.

"Don't worry love…Mr Todd's gonna to get some 'orses, and we're gonna go riding. We're gonna find a new home," she said with a small smile on her face.

Toby looked baffled for a couple of seconds.

"What 'appened? Alls I remember is we was in the carriage, then this man, 'e came in…and that's alls I remember…" he said

"Don't worry love…Mr T sorted it out…" she said and he nodded gently, a small frown on his face.

After a couple of minutes, she saw Mr Todd emerge from the crowd leading two horses, one quite smaller than the other.

She stood up and subtly waved to him, and he walked over, sighing.

"Wot now?" she asked

"Get on…" he muttered, and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Can ya help me love?" she asked, biting her lip and he side, shifting his weight so there was enough room for her to get a boost.

She placed both hands on the saddle, then lifted her foot, resting it on his leg.

"I haven't done this a while love…" she muttered and Sweeney grunted in reply.

She straddled the saddle carefully, then swung her right leg around the head of the saddle, and slotted her left foot into the stirrup, resting her right calf behind the horse's shoulder. She sat up triumphantly, grabbing the reins. Sweeney watched her, his mouth slightly parted. She looked down at him, blushing slightly.

"Wot you looking at?" she asked, a smirk playing on her lips.

He shook his head and grunted, staring at the ground.

"Toby…just…put your left foot in that stirrup…yeah…good, put both hands on the saddle, and lift yourself….good. Now, put your other foot in the other stirrup…and hold onto the reins…no, don't pull too tight. Good. If you wanna stop, pull hard on the reins…if you want to turn, pull one rein to the side." Mrs Lovett instructed Toby as Sweeney swiftly mounted his horse.

"How do I make it go?" Toby asked and Mrs Lovett laughed.

"Kick it in the side…but not too hard…" she said and he did so, and the horse started walking, and he grinned, and straightened his back.

Mrs Lovett watched him fondly, and looked over at Sweeney.

"Ready love?" she asked and he nodded, and they set off, quickly catching up to Toby.

They let their horses walk for two miles, before it started getting dark.

"Looks like a storm ma'am," Toby called from ahead of them, glancing at the dark clouds approaching.

"Wot we gonna do Mr T?" she asked, glancing at him. "We left town about a mile ago…the storm will hit any second,"

Sweeney looked around thoughtfully, and then spotted a small, two-story cottage, a couple of yards from where they stood.

"Come on," he said, and Mrs Lovett instructed Toby on how to make his horse go faster, and they made their way to the cottage.

Sweeney dismounted, then, dejectedly helped Mrs Lovett and Toby down from their horses, before tethering all three to the tree.

"You are my wife and child…we've been riding for days…no shelter. Keep quiet and let me do the talking," he muttered, taking Mrs Lovett's arm and walking with her to the cottage.

Mrs Lovett's skin burned from his touch, and she secretly smiled, pulling Toby towards her. They shuffled up to the cottage door and Sweeney knocked, putting on a forlorn expression.

An old man opened the door, peering at them through spectacles.

"Please…it is about to storm…my wife and I…my boy. We've been travelling for days. Please...have mercy on us. May we seek refuge here for the night…we do not need food, nor water…just shelter. We can pay you…" Sweeney said in a voice quite unlike his own.

Mrs Lovett pulled Toby closer as thunder rumbled in the distance, and Sweeney slowly started wrapping his arms around Mrs Lovett, making her feel slightly uneasy.

"Your money is not needed…you may stay as long as necessary…we have a shed in the back, completely waterproof and fitted with a fireplace…I will be back with some blankets…" he said, shutting the door.

Sweeney immediately let go of Mrs Lovett, looking around. The door swung open again, and the old man passed Sweeney three blankets, a small brown paper bag and three pillows.

"Thankyou…" Sweeney muttered and the old man grinned, nodding and then shut the door.

"Now…where do we put the horses?" Mrs Lovett asked, and Sweeney sighed

"We'll leave them here…as soon as day breaks and the storm is over, we'll go…we need to put as much distance as possible between that town and here. When they find the Judge's brother is missing…they'll look for people who saw him last…" Sweeney said and Mrs Lovett nodded.

They started walking to the back of the house, spotting the fairly large shed. Sweeney nudged the door open and walked in, placing the blankets and pillows on the bench. Mrs Lovett and Toby followed him in, and looked around.

Sweeney peered into the brown paper bag and smirked, emptying it and tossing an apple that fell out to Toby.

"Thanks sir…" he said warily.

"Get to bed Toby…it's going to be a long day tomorrow," Mrs Lovett said, and Toby nodded, taking his apple, a blanket and a pillow to the room behind the wall.

Mrs Lovett sat down at the table and sighed, resting her head in one hand.

"And a long night…" she muttered


A/N: Awwws....even though it wasn't cause he loved her, it was still nice. Awww...another chapter, if you're lucky, might be up tonight!