"I'll see you again some time Nellie?" Rosemarie asked with smile as she packed up some of her ingredients.

Ms. Lovett, her friend of atleast a year gave her a warm-hearted smile and nodded. "Of course dearie, you can come by any time," she said with a huge smile, showing off all of her teeth. But the smile did not reach her eyes. Personally she did not want her friend around, afraid that Mr. Todd will take a liking to her more.

Rosemarie didn't notice at all, perceptive as she is and looked at the man she just met, giving him a large smile that Sweeney couldn't help but give her a small smile back. "It was nice meeting you Sweeney, I hope I get to see your face again, I'd like to have a new tea tester," she said jokingly.

Sweeney smirked and nodded, giving her a slight bow. "I would like that a lot Ms. Taylor," he replied. "I would love to try more of your delicious tea." He grabbed her hand, giving it a kiss, a kiss that didn't mean anything, a simple gentlemen's kiss. But Ms. Lovett didn't see that way.

Rosemarie gave him a sweet smile. "Just call me Rosemarie or Rose for short. Now you two enjoy your evening, goodbye," she said and left the shop.

Mr. Todd eyes seemed to be following her every move before she disappeared into the dark crowd. He then shook his head and saw Ms. Lovett looking a bit upset but he did not care. Now that she was gone, he can ask Ms. Lovett what he wanted to ask.

"Where is Lucy?" he asked out into the silent room.

Ms. Lovett stared at him and gave him a sympathetic look, moving close to the man she so desperately was in love with since he was Benjamin Barker. "She poisoned herself…Arsenic from the apothecary around the corner," she said.

Mr. Todd felt his chest tighten, a broken look on his face as she gripped the table for support.

"Tried to stop her, but she wouldn't listen to me…poor thing," she said softly, putting a hand on his back in comfort. "And he's got your daughter."

Mr. Todd raised his head and looked back at her, his voice laced with hatred and sadness, "He…Judge Turpin?"

Ms. Lovett nodded her head, a grave look on her face. "Adopted her he did. Like his own…"

Mr. Todd scowled and pushed her hand to the side. "Fifteen years…I've sweated in a living hell on a false charge. Fifteen years dreaming I might come home to a wife and child."

"I will have my revenge but first…I must have my shop back," he said with a dark look over coming his face.

They both soon emerge from the pie shop, Ms. Lovett begins to walk up the staircase and Mr. Todd stands at the bottom, hesitating. Ms. Lovett looks back at him, her eyebrows raised and she makes a gesture. "Come along now Mr. T," she says and he slowly but surely follows her.

They enter the shop above her pie shop and it's a macabre of dust and spider webs, furniture covered in white dirty sheets, a cracked mirror on one of the walls and the door creaks, the floor groaning beneath them as if it was living.

Ms. Lovett kneels and pries a loose floorboard. Underneath there is a hidden area. Within that, something is covered with a velvet cloth. She removes it and carefully unwraps it. Her touch is particularly gentle and respectful, her dark eyes having an odd wild adoration in them. It's a leather case and she looks at it, her calloused hands running over it. Then turns to him, dusting it off.

Mr. Todd looks shocked, his eyes wide as he slowly walked into towards her.

She looks at him, love in her hands, opening the case to reveal two shining steel razors. "When they came for the girl, I hid 'em. I thought, who knows? Maybe the silly blighter'll be back again. Cracked in the head, wasn't I?" she joked, giving him a soft smile.

Mr. Todd kneels to her height, staring at his beloved razors, feeling slightly haunted at the sight of them. He careful picks one out, holding them it carefully, memorized.

"Those handles are chased silver, ain't they?" Ms. Lovett asks.

Mr. Todd nods, swallowing a lump in his throat. "Silver…yes," he trailed off.

[[Bold Italics= Sweeney]]

These are my friends,

See how they glisten…

He smiled darkly, twirling one of the razors in front of Ms. Lovett, her eyes wide as she marveled not the razors but Sweeney.

See this one shine,

He opened the razor and it made a loud slicing noise, making the air ring. Sweeney smiled in delight.

How he smiles in the light

My friend!

My faithful friend!

He slowly stands, holding the razor blade, his eyes glued to it. He holds it to his ear, felling the edge of it with his thumb.

Speak to me friend.

Whisper, I'll listen…

He acts as if he's listening to the razor, nodding his head a few times.

I know, I know—

You've been locked away

All these years—

Like me, my friend.

Well, I've come home

To find you waiting.

Ms. Lovett slowly walked up to him, his voice entrancing her.

Home,

And we're together

And we'll do wonders,

Won't we?

He then pops another blade out, now holding two razor blades and he looks at the other one adoringly.

You there, my friend?

Ms. Lovett comes up behind him, leaning over his lean body, inhaling his sweet scent and enjoying the warmth from his body. They both began to sing simultaneously, different things on each other's mind. [[Italics= Ms. Lovett Underlined=Both]]

I'm your friend too, Mr. Todd. Come let me hold you.

If only you knew, Mr. Todd

Ooh, Mr. Todd

You're warm in my hand Now, with a sigh, you grow warm in my hand.

My friend! You've come home!

My clever friend! Always had a fondness for you, I did.

Mr. Todd moves away from her, and she looks lost for a second but then turns around, looking at him, love-struck.

Rest now, my friends. Never you fear, Mr. Todd.

Soon, I'll unfold you. You can move in here, Mr. Todd.

Soon you'll know splendors. Mr. Todd splendors.

You have never dreamed. You have never dreamed.

All your days. All your days will be yours!

Is my lucky friends! I'm your friend and you're mine!

'Til now your shine was merely silver. Don't they shine beautiful?

Mr. Todd moved the blade back and forth, his reflection showing and Ms. Lovett's also but once again he didn't seem to notice her. Mr. Todd was in his own little world.

Silver's good enough for me, Mr. T….

Friends, you shall drip rubies, you'll soon drip precious rubies…

Mr. Todd now took notice of how Ms. Lovett was so close to him, her lips parted, her eyes begging for him to kiss her. He scowled and said, "Leave me." Ms. Lovett looked at him but stood, listening to him and leaving the room, the sound of her soft footsteps creaking against the old floorboards.

He then slowly stood, smiling darkly, holding out his arm, the blade in his hand, glistening against the sun rays. Mr. Todd looked like a fallen angel, cast down from heaven for disobeying God, going against everything, just for vengeance.

Mr. Todd then smiled as the sun beamed down on him and he said loudly, "At last! My right arm is complete again!" He had a twisted sadistic look on his face, his dark brown eyes losing color in them and turning a clear glossy black, taking on an appearance of a demon.

His eyes spoke of death, for all those who didn't save his Lucy, for all those who dare step into Sweeney Todd's Barber Shop. He was a demon…

The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.

END

Author's Note: Ack! I thought Anthony was suppose to come in but I watched a few clips and he won't make an appearance yet but don't worry ladies he may be in the next chapter :P

Also I want to show how much Ms. Lovett is really in love for Sweeney and will do just about anything for him. She's just as crazy as him but I don't think she can handle him, which is why I made Rosemarie :P She seems well…innocent now but you'll see just how sadistic and bloodthirsty she can be.

And will there be lemons? Duh of course! X3 Bloody lemons if you catch my drift 3

And I do not own Sweeney Todd or any of it's characters except Rosemarie. If I did own Sweeney Todd, he wouldn't have died Read and review~