a/n: Thanks to my reviewers! Sorry I've left you for so long, but I've been kinda busy. Ok so at this point this is my last chapter, plus an epilogue. Ahh! I can't believe I'm almost done! And this chapter is finally Sweenett for all of you that have been waiting for that .

Twelve days. Do you know what's in twelve days? SWEENEY TODD COMES OUT ON DVD IN TWELVE DAYS! YAY! I'll be first in line to buy it, don't try to stop me. Aha.

Words in italicsare written by Stephen Sondheim. Words in bold italics are written by me based off the work of Stephen Sondheim. Regular textis just spoken. Just to clarify.

Disclaimer: To my dismay, I do not own Sweeney Todd. Just this story, Lindsey, and Amaria. Oh, and the Wrights. But who cares about them? They're DEAD!

Chapter Ten

Mrs. Lovett paced back in forth in the bar. The weather had begun to calm as the eye of the hurricane rolled in. Amaria was (as usual) by the window, peering out. They were waiting for her go to try and find Sweeney and Lindsey. And Johanna was sitting back at a table, trying to stay awake. It'd been a long day. Though she didn't show it on her face, Mrs. Lovett was worried. Extremely worried. She tried to stay calm in an effort not to upset the girls.

Johanna approached her slowly. "You know," she started slowly, "It's alright if you're worried too. Lindsey is your only daughter."

Mrs. Lovett smiled and put an arm around her shoulders. "I am worried. But Lindsey's not my only daughter. I have three beautiful daughters."

Amaria came over to them. "De first part of the storm is past. We go now."

Mrs. Lovett and Johanna followed her out the door, both praying they'd find all four alive.

When Lindsey awoke, she was on the ground and couldn't remember how she'd gotten there. For a moment, she just lay there, thinking. Then it all came back to her. She sat up, looking around for Mr. Todd. He was approximately thirty feet away, bent over what looked like a body. Lindsey got up, slowly, as her head was killing her. She walked over to him and saw what he was looking at. It was Toby. "Oh Mr. T you didn't," she whispered.

He shook his head. "No. I didn't. The storm did."

Lindsey breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, well that's a different story then. I thought you'd snapped or something."

He looked around. "You have any idea which way town is?"

"An…idea…no exact direction. And the hurricane's going to be back, mark my words. That was only the first half."

Across town, three people were having the same conversation.

"So…where is this prison anyways?" Mrs. Lovett said.

"Umm…I'm not exactly sure…Anthony pointed it out once…but I'm not exactly sure where it is." Johanna replied.

"Well we better hurry. Dat storm is not done wid us. It will be back. And with a vengeance." Amaria said, looking more suspicious than any of them had ever seen her. "We have no hope of surviving out here in the second half of de storm."

"Thank you, Miss Doom and Gloom, now can we please keep going?" Mrs. Lovett said.

Unknown to both groups, they were headed in the same direction, about to meet. Sweeney, Lindsey, and the cat who Lindsey dubbed "Hurricane" were at one end of the street, Mrs. Lovett, Johanna, and Amaria at the other. All six of them stopped upon seeing each other, not sure what to do. Without warning, Lindsey took off down the street, colliding with her mother about halfway where she'd rushed to meet her daughter.

"You're alive!" Mrs. Lovett whispered through tears of joy. "We were inside during that storm, and what I saw looked like nothing any human could survive."

"Call us inhuman then," Lindsey laughed, then through her arms around Amaria and Johanna, leaving Sweeney and Mrs. Lovett facing each other.

Sweeney offered his arm to Mrs. Lovett. "Can we take a little walk?" he asked her.

Mrs. Lovett nodded and took his arm. "I suppose we do have a bit to talk about.'

"What happened to the others?" Johanna inquired.

Lindsey lowered her eyes. "Well…Toby fell to the storm. Samuel Wright killed Anthony…I'm sorry Johanna. But I killed Wright. So he's avenged."

Johanna nodded slowly. "Larissa Wright's dead as well. Your mother, well…her anger got the best of her."

Lindsey nodded as well, her heart swelling with pride for her mother. "She had it coming. You don't steal anything from Nellie Lovett."

"Or anyone," Amaria added.

Once the three girls were out of earshot, Sweeney began to speak. "Lindsey's a pretty amazing young woman."

Mrs. Lovett nodded. "Johanna as well. I s'pose we did a pretty good job for not raising our own children."

"I think it's all in the blood. You're a pretty amazing woman yourself Nellie."

She looked up at him. He'd called her Nellie. For the first time since his return to London, Mrs. Lovett saw Benjamin Barker coming through the personality of Sweeney Todd.

At that moment, Sweeney knew there was no more need for words. He put his arms around Nellie's waist and kissed her. He had finally realized he did not need Lucy. Nellie was his light in the storm. She was all he needed.

Mrs. Lovett was taken slightly off guard by this kiss, but she put her arms around his neck. She knew in that moment, Benjamin Barker was back.

Lindsey spotted the two and smacked Johanna in the arm. "We're going to be sisters!" she said with a grin.

Johanna turned and laughed. "It would appear so."

"De spirits," Amaria said, "Dey are 'appy."

"Mr. T…" Mrs. Lovett began after they'd broken apart. He placed a solitary finger against her lips.

"No. Not Todd. That man is dead. It's Benjamin Barker, now and forever. And he is at peace." He smiled. "You still think you can devise that seaside wedding?"

Mrs. Lovett broke into a grin. "I think that's a definite possibility."

They walked back over towards the girls. "Come on." Benjamin said. "Let's get out of here before the storm returns."

That night, the storm raged on. But this time, no one had to bear it alone. No one was at the mercy of the storm. The six members of the most diverse family you would ever meet were sprawled out on the parlor floor. Mrs. Lovett had her head on Benjamin's chest. Lindsey was on his other side, using Johanna's shoulder as a pillow. Amaria laid across the two girls' feet. And finally, Hurricane had parked himself on Benjamin's face. The family was together, surviving the storm. All was well.

a/n: As I said, this is the last chapter, then I'll have the epilogue. I'm going to Baltimore until Saturday, so it'll be a little while before I write the epilogue. Please review! You guys inspire me to keep writing