A/N: okay my computer has gone nuts! every time I type Sweeny's last name (Mr.) and save it erases it! SEE! WTF. but you understand hopefully. thanks for the reviews more!

The Forgotten Two

With a large number of books stacked high Emily grazed through the different laws and regulations. A young man with glasses approached her but didn't seem to break her concentration. "Excuse me miss, can I help you find anything? You looked a bit troubled." he asked with a smile pulling Emily from reading. "huh, Oh I'm sorry I didn't even realize you worked here but no I'm fine." Emily said with a quick smile returning to the large book in front of her.

There had to be answers here somewhere she thought. Judge Turpin was a sinister man who knew the loop holes of the law, not to mention very well respected among his peers. Emily felt she was in over her head and with the stacks of law books in front of her not making much sense at all she felt completely over whelmed. There had to be a way to keep them from jail or worse.. Emily shivered off the thoughts of Bedlem. For now she was going to have to play it by ear.

Before leave she thanked the man for help. Opening the large door the fall weather sent a shiver up her body. Her mind was a drift on the walk home. So a drift she didn't realize bumping into a man who was standing across the street from the shop. " Oh, excuse me." Emily said looking up. "Not to worry miss, Are going to lunch there?" He asked with a friendly smile. "No, Actually my mother owns the pie shop." She said trying to be on her way before the man stepped in her direction.

"How is business? I mean are the customers great?" The man pushed on. "It's good. now if you'll excuse me please." Emily said with a bit of a temper. "Sorry miss, Maybe I'll see you again soon." He said tipping his dirty hat. Emily thought nothing of it as she closed the shop door behind her. Glancing up to see her mother reading a news article while kneeding doe. Quietly trying to sneak past Emily hope she wouldn't be called. "Hold it. why are we making trips to the library?" Nellie asked finally pulling her eyes from the paper to her daughter.

"I just wanted to brush up on a few things." Emily said trying to make her way up the stairs but was stopped once more. "Sense when do you enjoy learning?" Nellie asked. "I've always enjoyed learning except when you want to beat it into my head." Emily said trying to leave once more. "Wait, I need you to do something for me." She said washing her hands. "Take this to 's shop." Nellie said handing her clean cloths. Emily couldn't figure why she still addressed him as '' '' the whole thing was ridiculous.

"M..?" She asked before opening the door as a man in the barber chair looked up, Sweeny caught sight of Emily. "I've got some fresh rags for you." Emily said stitting the down before taking her leave. "Th..thank you, Emily." Sweeny said in unuseal sweet tone causing Emily to almost fall out the door. "Your welcome." She said in shock. Closing the door behind her she stood there for a moment as a gust of wind caught her off gard once more.

"Bloody weather." she said to herself blowing off any sentimental values to the barbers tone. Night soon fell as the three carried out the long day apart. "Emily, dinner." Nellie called up the stairs. Making her way down stairs Emily paused in her place at seeing the barber sitting across from her mother. They didn't realize that things were moving a little fast for there troubled daughter. "I'm Sorry I didn't realize you would be joining us." Emily said taking her set.

"I thought tonight he'd might like to join us. Besides I thought my mindless chatter drove you bonkers." Nellie said having a set. Emily shared her odd feelings by starring down Sweeney hoping he would get the hint. "Maybe I'll just eat later." he said getting up. "No, I'm not very hungry anyways." Emily lied. She wasn't going to be the one to take the blame. As the two got up from there sets to be on there way Nellie let out a deep sigh. She wasn't going to try and stop them, Maybe they both just needed more time. It was going to be another long night.


walking down the harshly lit stairs Emily moved her candle further in front of of her. finally making her way to the kitchen she set her candle down reaching for a clean glass for her sore throat sighing deeply in the thought of catching a cold. suddenly she glanced over her shoulder in the feeling she was being watched by a terror in the dark. with her glass still tightly griped in her hand she turned to lean agents the counter starring hard in the dark. she couldn't shake the offal feeling.

" , is that you?" she called out in the room. but no awsner. then her horrble feeling reached it's peek as the sound of gun fire silenced her ears. gropping her glass to shatter to the floor.


waking from peaceful sleep Nellie heard the shatter of glass and gun fire. fearing the worst she lifted herself up but was forced back with a cold hand held firmly to her mouth smothering any attempt to call for help.

"Now lie still and this wont get messy." the dark figure informed her.


Emily feel to the ground suddenly weak for sharp pain. feeling the area of warmth to her hip pulling up her hand to see deep red blood. a shrill from her mothers bed room pulled her mind from the blood. turning herself over she slowly dragged herself to the stairs. something was terribly wrong. where was that damnable barber when they needed him most. finally reaching the bottom of the stairs with the last bit of strength she turned herself back over seeing the trail of blood she left behind. her mind then wondered as she began to drift away, feeling her life fading there was one last try. one last chance for life and she grunted as she let her mind finally go. he'd have to here it.

"DAD!" she called out with her last breaths. her last thoughts of her mother.


Sweeney thoughts seem to snap at once. Emily, his daughter was calling him for help. with out thought Sweeney jumped from his chair with razor dawn.

"I thought you killed the little one!" the man yelled straddle atop Elinore.

"Quick we got everything we need lets get outta here." the other said with mounts of jewelry in his hands.


They jolted down the stairs and out the front door. Sweeney hit the final stair on the men's heels ready to kill. something deep with in him was rising to the surface, something he hadn't felt in years. hearing a cold scream he stopped watching the men get further from his blade. torn between killing and caring, it was pushing his mind to the breach. looking down on the wet pavement one of the buglers dropped a small locket. picking it up he let a deep sigh escape his lungs making his way back to the shop. walking through the door hard pants and loud sobs grew louder as he neared the stairs.

"Emily..no no no" nellie cried coverd in emilys blood holding her in her lap as emily's body fell limp in any way she was moved dispite her mothers wishes.

Footsteps caught Nellie's attention. looking up with the most lost look in her tearful eyes still holding her daughter tightly.

"They..they broke in..shot..shes..she cant be..NO!" she yelled in confusing of aching feeling in her soul.

Sweeney looked down at the horror flashing back to his Lucy and Johanna. how he lost them. his second chance was fading but he wasn't going to lose it. he knelled down next to Emily checking for any sign of life as Nellie watched his every move.

"She not dead, not yet." he said scooping Emily from Nellie lifting her in his arms. getting to her feet Nellie seem to feel reality control her body once more.

"Where are you taking her?" she asked throwing a long coat over her blood drinched night gown.

"A doctor. any doctor." he said walking with Emily out the door, Nellie closer than his shadow.

"Doctor Sanders. He delivered her, family doctor. counter street down the corner." Nellie said whipping away her tears causing her daughters blood to stick on a part of her face. Walking briskly dodging any glances from bums or night walkers. they finally reach his door banging on it frantically.

"What in gods name is going.." the old man called as the door slightly opened to the frantic couple. "Doctor Sanders please we need your help it's Emily." Nellie begged. the doctor looked over the limp body in the strange mans arms.

"I'm sorry I cant help you." he said before closing the door but Sweeney's foot caught it busting it open. "Your going to help her, you have to shes.. shes my daughter all i have left in this world." Sweeney said with deep sympathy putting Nellie into pure shock. the doctor looked her over once more before opening his door to them.

"Bring her in. quicky." he said pointing to a bedroom. sweeny layed her down on the bed forced out of the way by the doctor as nellie paced the room. "Anita! i need hot towels and my bag!" sanders called down the empty hall.

"Please you both need to leave and let me help her." he asked pushing them out of the room. "No i need to stay with her." Nellie asked. "Please. let me do my job." he asked more firmly putting the two in a room to wait almost slamming the door shut.

Nellie walked across the room to a couch as sweeny started pacing the floor with the lockett held tightly in his hands.

"Emily's locket?" she asked catching his attention easily.

"this is hers?" he asked trying to open the tricky trinket. Nellie walked over to him to open it with ease reviling two small pictures inside. one of herself and another of her mother putting Sweeney in the remembrance of Lucy with Johanna in her lap. memory's colliding into one as tears formed in his eyes. Nellie couldn't contain this reaction.

"We, um we ha it made when she was about eight years old." Nellie said trying to hold back her our tears. She moved herself into his arms holding him tightly, tucking her head under his chin. Sweeney let his arms move around her pulling her as close as possible to him.

"I cant...Icant lose her." nellie choked out through painful tears.

"We wont." he said firmly.

An hour had felt life a life time to them both as the doctor finally came out of the room. wiping the blood from his hands with his head held down there breaths seem to pause in pure worry for there daughters life.

"I managed to remove the bullet and sow up her wound. but shes lost a lot of blood and her body's weak. she be in my care for hem night. Anita will keep an eye on her." sanders said watching the two closely. "If there is any trouble I'll get word to you but you two need to go home get some rest." he said.

Nellie's head shot down as Sweeney kept eye contact. "Come on, love." Sweeney said moving Nellie slowly to the door. "I cant leave her she.." "Shes going to be fine." Sweeney pushed on.

as Nellie walked hesitantly out the door the doctor laid a hand on Sweeney's shoulder moving to his ear. "I'm proud you came back for them, they need you. don't ever forget that son." he said in a fatherly tone with a friendly smile. Sweeney didn't respond. he gave the doctor a returned smile and left closely behind Nellie to watch out for any frantic out burst but they walked home in haunting silence both quietly worrying to themselves.