A/N: hey last chapter! enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SWEENEY TODD!
This is the epilogue (a few years after where I left off!)
"Dad! Jonathan won't give me back my school book! I need it to finish homework!" the thirteen year old Toby whined. Sweeney sighed and rested his newspaper down onto his lap, to see Toby's arms crossed across his chest and pouting at him.
"Jonny! Get down here!" Sweeney called. He heard slow steps come down from the shop. Jonny was very advanced for being at the ripe age of six. He did well in school, and he could have conversations with you, and was a smart little boy. Not to mention a naughty one at times. Toby loved his little "brother", but they got into little fights every once in a while. This was a mild one. Sometimes it was that Jon had taken all of Toby's saved money and hid it, or that time when he managed to get syrup into Toby's shoes. Either way, Sweeney had no part of it, and Jon always ended up saying sorry in the end.
"Yes daddy?" Jon asked in the sweetest, most fake voice Sweeney had ever heard. He covered a smile, and proceeded to Jonny,
"Now, what is this I hear that you took Toby's school book young man?" He asked, reaching for Jonny's arm. Jon gave Sweeney his prized puppy dog eyes, and replied.
"We just playing a game daddy, nothing Toby needs to get mad at." Sweeney strengthened his glare at Jon, and Jonny lowered his eyes.
"Jon, go get Toby's book please." He said quietly. Jon simply nodded at his father, and left the room. Sweeney nodded at Toby, and Jon came in, book in hand.
"I'm sorry Toby. I just got bored was all." He whispered. He walked up to Toby and hugged him. Toby rolled his eyes at his little brothers "cuteness."
"That's fine Jonny, just get off me please." He gave Jon a quick smile, and headed back to his room.
"Now little boy, what are we going to do with you?" Sweeney asked pulling Jon into his lap.
"Forgive me?" He giggled, as Sweeney tickled his little "son". Sweeney loved his family so much.
"Now, go get ready for bed Jon." He said, sitting him up, but Jon turned around,
"Daddy, can't I sit with you a while?" He asked, hugging him around the neck. Sweeney smiled, knowing this was his way so that he could fall asleep in his lap.
"Oh why not?" He chuckled. He pulled him into his lap, and he layed down onto the couch, so that Jonny could curl onto his chest.
Sweeney looked down at his little boy, studying his sweet features. He really was a spitting image of his beloved wife Nellie. He had her cute little nose, beautiful chocolate brown eyes, and adorable auburn hair. He was a very sweet boy too. Had her sympathy for others as she always had.
"Daddy? When is mommy coming home?" Jon asked, fiddling with Sweeney's jacket buttons. Sweeney wrapped his arms around the boys tiny body,
"Whenever she finishes talking with her friend, you know your mother." He smiled. Nellie had left earlier, to visit with her long time friend Imogene, who had just moved back to London. Sweeney remember that last year, when she dropped in on Nellie during the day, and Nellie took the day off for her friend. Sweeney had kept his shop open, but had stopped slaying his customers. He felt he needed to be a better example for his family now.
"I love you daddy." Jon yawned, and Sweeney smiled, the love for this boy bubbling over in his body. Before he had warmed up to Toby, and this little devil, Sweeney had never felt this kind of love. Not the love he had for Nellie, but a different love. A strong one at that. Like he would give his life up for these little boys.
"I love you too Jonny." He whispered, rubbing his head. Sweeney loved these moments. Being close with them, holding them. He wasn't a lovey dovey man or anything, but these moments were special to Sweeney. He knew eventually these boys wouldn't let him hold them like this for long. So he savoured every time.
Sweeney felt Jonny's body become limp on his, and he knew he had fallen asleep. He watched his tiny body move up and down with each breath. Sweeney closed his eyes in happiness, and he too drifted off to sleep.
Only about an hour after that, did Nellie get home. She found Sweeney and Jonny sleeping on the couch and a huge grin went across her face. She was living a fairytale right now. And she was enjoying it. She married the man she always wanted to, and she had a baby like she planned on doing. Maybe it was Sweeney's, but that didn't matter to them. Jon was there son and that was that. She still had her sweet little Toby too. He was growing up so tall and handsome. She set her bag down onto the table, and walked over to the couch. Sweeney was so delectable when he was asleep. She walked over, and gently kissed him on the lips, to wake him up. His eyes didn't open, but he smiled on her lips.
"Hello pet." He whispered. She smiled and leaned back, sitting next to him.
"Hello love." She said, rubbing Jon's little back, trying to coax him awake.
"Jonny? Jonny love? Time to wake up, and go to your bed." She whispered. His eyes gently fluttered open, and he smiled widely at his Mum.
"Hi mommy. Goodnight Daddy. Goodnight Mommy." He said, standing up. They said there goodnights, and watched him topple onto the steps, still sleepy. Sweeney chuckled, and looked back at Nellie, who was look at him with a face, that meant she wanted to tell him something.
"Something you want to tell me Nell?" He asked, bringing her down, so that she was laying beside him. He pulled her back to his chest, and entwined their legs together.
"Yes there is Sweeney." She turned around facing him. He looked into her eyes, trying to read them, but he couldn't. She reached for his hand, and rested it on her lower stomach. She looked back up, and Sweeney recognized that different sparkle in her eyes.
"Guess Sweeney." She smiled. He leaned in and kissed her and smirked,
"No?"
"Yeh.."
"Really?"
"Mm-hmm"
"Good." He whispered at last, and kissed her all over. He ran his hand down her breasts, and over her adorable curves. He skimmed his hand over her soft, creamy legs, and pulled her dress up with it. He leaned up, and hovered over her, arms beside her shoulder. She fumbled with his shirt, and finally got them all done, and she almost ripped his shirt off. She wanted him, and she wanted him now. He smiled at her impatience, and luckily, today the corset was buttoned at the front of her dress.
After many kisses, and ripping off of their clothes, they finally lay naked together. They had gotten so used to being naked together since they were married. He picked up his fragile wife, and practically leaped to their bedroom. She squealed with delight, as he gently threw her down. He smiled at his adorable wife. Still sexy as ever, not a wrinkle on her face. Still his talkative girl, skinny little doll. He leaned down, and kissed her nipples, making her clutch at the sheets with ferocity. She moaned and groaned, until a fabulous idea popped into her head. Something she hadn't done in a long time. Smirking, and to Sweeney's surprise, she sat up, and scooted closer to him. Before he could ask what she was doing, she flicked her tongue over the tip of his member, making him tuck his hands into her hair. She tucked her hair behind her head, and flicked her tongue like a cat, over and over again all up and down his member. He shook with ecstasy.
"Nell.." He whispered, trying to keep it down, in case one of the boys woke up. That always added to the excitement. When they had to stifle there screams and moans of pleasure, so that their little family didn't hear them.
She kept licking and sucking, and he knew he was about to climax. She could feel the heat of his member, and knew he was almost there. She sucked with more ferocity, and he spilled into her mouth, and she swallowed it down. He shook violently with pleasure, and he decided he had to have her. He pushed her back onto the bed, and before Nellie could blink, he slid into her, still rock hard. She bit her lip, holding in her noises of pleasure. Sweeney leaned down, and kissed her lower pregnant belly all over, causing her to get goosebumps.
"I will finally have my own.." He whispered, smiling up at her. She smiled, and ran her nails down his chest. He thrust harder, and she arched her back, and called out his name. His mind, full of pleasure, flooded over at the sound of her calling out his name.
"Harder.." She whispered, barely audible. He thrust with all of his might, and soon enough she climaxed, and spilled onto his member. He felt the slickness increase, triggering his second climax. He shouted her name again, quietly, and let his seed be lost into their love. He leaned back down, and kissed her belly again, and kissed all the way up from her stomach, between her breasts, and finally onto her mouth.
"I love you Nellie."
"Mmm.. I love you too Sweeney.." She smirked, as he continued to run his fingers down her tummy.
They lay together, catching their breath, letting the sweat dry from their body, when they heard a bone chilling scream. They both sat up, and heard the voice scream,
"DADDY!" Sweeney looked at Nellie, and realized that it was Jonny. He kept screaming Sweeneys name, and they both threw on some underwear, and robes, and rushed to his room. Sweeney opened the door, and they looked in to see Jonny sitting straight up in his bed, his skin ghost white. Nellie decided to let Sweeney figure this out, and waited in the door way. Sweeney walked over, and crept over to Jonny, with his arms out.
"Jonny? Jonny, I'm right here.." He said, and at his words, Jonny turned his neck, and stopped screaming when he saw Sweeney's face. He jumped off the bed, and ran to his arms. He repeated his name over and over, and cried into his shoulder.
"Daddy.. Daddy... Your still here.." He whispered. Sweeney rocked him, telling him he was here and was here forever. Nellie couldn't help but get a few tears in her eye to hear her husband deal so well with her baby boy.
"Jonny, what happened? Did yah have a bad dream?" Nellie asked walking over, sitting next to Sweeney. Jonny sprawled out on his fathers lap, hanging his legs onto Nellies. He wiped his eyes with his fists, and choked out some inaudible words, and they waited patiently to hear what he had to say.
"Bad.. dream.. Daddy.. died.." He choked. Sweeney shook his head, and tilted his sons head up and kissed it. He kept rocking him, and Sweeney and Nellie leaned up against the wall, looking at each other. He leaned over and kissed Nellie on the cheek. Everytime he tried to move, Jonny gripped his arm even tighter if possible, in his sleep. Sweeney realized they'd be sore in the morning, but he loved his son more than his needs. He snuggled into Nellie, and she rested her head into his shoulder, and he leaned his hand onto hers.
This was his family. He was later blessed with a little girl from his wife Nellie, and Toby grew up to be a wonderful young man, helping his father at all times. Jonny loved his sister to death. The day he rested his eyes onto her, he swore to be her guardian angel. Sweeney finally got his dream family, and he was never losing it ever again.
THE ENDD! Haha I know corny ending, but I am satisfied! :D thanks for reading!
