A/N: Okay it is six a.m where I am right now and I'm bored so here's the next chapter. I own nothing except for Edward and the plot.

"Mr. T?" Mrs. Lovett jerked opened the door only to have it hit something on the other side. Oh no. she thought to herself and slowly walked into the barbershop to reveal none other than the famous demon barber; who at the time was momentarily stunned from being smacked in the face by the door, again.

"Mr. T. I'm so sorry love, I didn't think it would hit you." She said "Are you okay?" she asked reaching towards his face.

He grabbed her wrist before she could touch him and answered "I'm fine." And walked back to the window overlooking Fleet Street "You should be more careful, or else you might hurt someone." He said darkly.

"I'm sorry Mr. T I really didn't know you were there; I was in such a rush to tell you something I didn't look."

"What were you going to tell me?" he asked not taking his eyes away from the window

"Oh yes. I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For everything, I didn't think it would go this far, I really didn't; I thought we'd have to put on the show for maybe a week, at the most. But Edward is just that type of guy who will always be there for his friends." She said walking up beside Sweeney. "And now all of London, knows as well."

In reply Sweeney was silent. "We should go to town tomorrow." She said looking up at Sweeney

"Why?"

"Well seein as all of London knows we're getting 'married', I need a dress." He looked at her confused "A wedding dress."

"Do I need a tux?" he asked looking down at Mrs. Lovett

"Stay here." She said and walked over to the dresser with the broken vanity mirror on it. Opening a drawer she started mumbling to herself about never being able to find anything, when finally out of the drawer she pulled out a tuxedo that looked as if it had never been used.

"Here we go love." She said straightening it out a little "I knew I had it somewhere." Smiling she handed it over to Sweeney. "Try it on." she told him in an encouraging voice. Sweeney looked at her with a look on his face that said the words he would not speak. "Just try on the top, Sweeney, you don't have to take off your pants." She told him blushing at the thought.

Mr. Todd then reluctantly pulled off his vest, and placed it on the barber chair. He then took his shirt off, making Mrs. Lovett blush. Years of manual labor had done wonders for his body, though he did appear scrawnt, his body was lined with muscle and by the looks of it he had a six-pack as well, making Mrs. Lovett's eyes bulge a little.

Sweeney then put on the white shirt she had handed to him and over that a black vest that matched the color of his hair. Last but not lease he put the coat on and looked at himself in the mirror.

"It hasn't changed a bit." Said Mrs. Lovett standing beside Sweeney brushing the sleeves. "You don't remember do you?" she asked Mr. Todd "This is the same suit you wore to your other wedding."

"You kept this?"

"Yes."

"Why?" she was going to answer 'in case we were to ever get married." But bit it back and said

"Memories. Lord knows my memory aint what it used to be." She looked up at Sweeney "Do you remember your wedding?"

Sweeney could never forget his wedding, the cake, the friends, Lucy, but the one thing that had truly stuck in his mind was the look and little Nellie Lovett's face.

The sky was as blue as Lucy's eyes and the sunlight shone through the stained glass windows, creating an image so beautiful that god himself could not produce a more marvelous sight. After saying their vows and kissing the bride Mr. and Mrs. Barker held a reception outside at a park near the north side of town. Everyone was having fun, dancing, talking, and just having the company of one another.

After an hour or so Benjamin decided to go find Nellie, whom he had not seen at the wedding. "Edward." Called out Ben

"Ben. Congratulations." He said slapping his friend on the back

"Thank you, do you know where Nellie is? I didn't see her at the wedding and I can't seem to find her now."

"No I can't say that I have. Sorry mate." Ben left Ed and made his way into the crowd asking everyone and anyone if they had seen Nellie. Finally he walked into someone he least expected to see at his wedding, Beadle Bamford.

"Beadle, have you seen Nellie?" he asked

"Oh yes, she's over there." He pointed through the crowd and to a shady spot beneath a tree where no one stood except for a certain young Baker.

"Thank you Beadle." Said Ben and he ran off through the crowd to check up on his friend.

When he walked up close enough to see her face he saw something that he had hoped never to see again, she was crying. She was crying, but not like most women do after losing the men of their dreams; she was crying but, not hard, and even through her cries Benjamin could see a smile on her face, a bittersweet smile that would stick in his mind forever.

"Nellie?" he asked gently but she didn't hear him. "Nellie." He said a bit louder and the young Baker turned around wiping tears away from her eyes.

"Oh hello Benjamin." She said in a cheery tone and putting a smile on her face. "You scared me, I didn't see you there."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I didn't see you at the wedding and when I couldn't find you now I got worried." He said looking at Nellie

"You have nothing to worry about Benjamin, I'm a big girl now, I can protect myself." She said gently taking hold of his arm "You look great." She said making Ben blush a little

"So do you." He said "Red suits you very well, it matches your hair." She blushed and looked at the ground "Nellie?" she looked back at him "Are you okay?"

"Of course I am, you're getting married, I couldn't be happier even if it was my own wedding." She was lying, and he could tell

"Nellie." He raised her chin to look her in the eyes "You're lying to me." He said firmly "You've been crying."

"Benjamin I really couldn't be any happier for you; you're getting married and to the woman of your dreams. Why would I be crying?"

"Because you like me Nellie. I know you do"

"Of course I like you Benjamin we've been friends since we were children."

"You know what I mean Nellie. I know that you fancy me. You're not very good at hiding it." He said a small smile on his face "You don't have to be so tough all of the time, it's okay to cry." He said pushing a stray strand of hair out of her face.

"I wasn't crying." She said firmly trying to conceal the tears away from her beloved barber.

"Then why is your face wet?" he said stroking a single tear away

"I'm happy for you." and with that Nellie walked off into the crowd yelling at herself

"The happiest day of his life and I have to go mess it up by crying in front of him. Stupid, stupid, stupid." After berating herself Nellie found an empty space by the back of the church and cried to her heart's content, angry at herself and sad at the life she could no longer have. But what she didn't know is that the Barber was watching her the whole time.

"If I recall correctly." Said Sweeney in a low tone "You cried quite a bit that day." He said looking down at Mrs. Lovett

Mrs. Lovett was shocked by what she had heard. "I was happy for you." She said in reply

Mr. Todd raised an eyebrow and the Baker

"I was." She stated as a matter-of-factly "People cry when they're happy."

"People also cry when they are sad."

"I wasn't sad Mr. Todd, and you know it." She said hands on her hips

"Whatever you say Mrs. Lovett." He said staring back out of the window.

"I'll see you in the morning love. Put your suit away before you fall asleep." She said and left him to his thoughts.

Mr. Todd had no intention of putting his suit away, because he had no intention of going to sleep.

"I'm getting married." he said to himself. "To Mrs. Lovett." he let out a loud groan "I have to get married, to Mrs. Lovett; and now thanks to 'good old Edward' half of London knows about it!" he was yelling at himself always pacing back and forth keeping a steady rhythm.

He looked in the mirror and saw his reflection; and staring back at him saw not a human, but a demon. Mrs. Lovett was going to be married to a demon, and the weird thing about it, she liked it.

Mrs. Lovett went into her room and looked at herself in her vanity mirror.

"I wasn't crying. I had something in my eye." She told herself, thinking of Benjamin Barker's wedding when he had found her underneath the tree by herself. She laid down in her bed and was lulled to sleep by the sound of Mr. Todd pacing back and forth.

"Yes, that's it." she mumbled to herself "I had something in my eye."

It was true that she had something in her eye that day, and that something was the image of her beloved barber living his dream life; without her.

A/N: okay so tell me what do you think? Not really funny, but I like it. Did you know that every time you DON'T review a baker watches her beloved barber get married to a silly little nit? Criticism welcomed