The demon barber was the first to wake up, his eyes slowly fluttering open. He grunted softy as he attempted to rub the sleep form his eyes, only to look down to see Kagome gripping his hand in a soft grip and the other hand holding Mrs. Lovett to him.

Sweeney sighed as he looked up the stairs to see the old wooden door, half expecting it to swing open any moment.

Another look down said the two girls were in a peaceful sleep, their breathing soft and slow. Pain instantly shot through his body as he attempted to move so he wasn't sitting on his feet, the gun shot wound reminding him not to move.

Sweeney sighed in frustration, he had promised the two that they would be going home together,but how could they escape? Yes, it was really 3 against one, but Kagome didn't count, being the most damaged out of them all.

Yes, he had his razors and his strength was nothing to doubt, but the gun shot wound in his side prevented him from moving at all just about.

No doubt Lovett could throw a punch, but she already seemed in a fragile state, and how could he blame her? She was a woman after all, they could only handle so much.

The barber muttered a curse as the pain of the wound in his side began to very slowly fade back into numbness. He breathed in through his nose, inhaling Mrs. Lovett's scent of vanilla and Cinnamon, a small smile broke out onto his face.

He looked down at the baker leaning against him, her head rolled to one side, exposing her pale and slender neck. Her eyes were softly shut and her lips were parted slightly.

One of her hands rested in his lap and the other one resting on Kagome's head. The girl's head was laid down on the baker's lap, one of her little hands holding his softly and the other one gripped Mrs. Lovett's skirts tightly.

Both of their expression spoke peace, but he knew that it wouldn't last soon. AS he predicted, Mrs. Lovett gave a loud yawn, her eyes fluttering open.

He watched her stretch her arms and rub the sleep out of her eyes. She looked around lazily, she gasped and she found him staring at her, his expression stone cold.

"Mr. T!" Mrs. Lovett gasped, "Gave me a fright, ya did!" she whispered loudly. Sweeney just stared at her. The baker looked around and then froze. She suddenly whipped her head to face him. "Wot time is it?" she asked nervously.

He looked around, "I'm not quite sure, maybe day break," he replied, not looking at her. Neither one could really tell, it was so dark down there.

Mrs. Lovett sighed and wrapped her arms around the barber's upper body, her head resting in the crook of his neck. Surprisingly, he didn't push away. Instead, Sweeney hesitantly put a hand on the small of her back.

There was a short silence before Mrs. Lovett suddenly said, "Oh, Mr. T, wot are we gonna do?" she sounded close to tears.

Sweeney just rubbed her head with his face. "Don't worry, pet, we'll ge' outta here," he whispered. Both pairs of eyes fell onto Kagome's sleeping form and the baker began to tear up.

"Sorry!"

"Well, I never!"

" 'xcuse me!"

"Watch were ya goin', lad!"

"Comin' through!"

"Watch it!"

Toby continued to dodged the crowd as he tried to keep up with Leroy. He knew he had to save Kagome, for sure his mum and Mr. Todd would be there too, where else could they have gone?

The kitten was but a white blur in the streets as he jumped from stone to stone on the cobblestone road. "Wait up, Leroy!" the boy called, rushing through the streets.

But the cat had no such intentions, speeding up as he sniffed the ground. Leroy came to an end where he circled around a small candy shop. When Toby squeezed through the sea of people, Leroy rubbed up against his leg as he then stopped in front of the shop.

The boy looked at the cat then bravely walked in. He immediately went up to the old man at the desk. Toby's hands crashed onto the edge of the old wooden desk as he leaned over it, his chest heaving with heavy, ragged breaths. Leroy had proved to be a very fast cat on his paws. The boy was barely able to keep up with him through the crowded streets of London.

" 'Xcuse me, but 'ave ya seen a little girl anywhere 'round 'ere?" Toby asked, panting as sweat dripped down his face.

The old man looked up from his papers and smiled warmly. "Why, yes I 'ave, lad. 'Bout 'round a few 'ours 'go." he said, his voice rather rusty and sounding like the sound of the wind against the ground in the desert.

Toby nodded, "Thank ya, sir." and he rushed off, Leroy trailing quickly behind. After walking a few blocks away form the sweets shop, He pulled a long blue, Lacy ribbon that Kagome tied her high pig tails in. He knelt down and held it to Leroy.

"Come on, boy, I know ya ain't a blood hound, or anything close to that, but ya gotta sniff 'er out so we can find her, mum, an' Mr. Todd." The kitten wasted no time in sniffing the ribbon many times before pushing his nose into the dirty cobblestone road.

A few seconds later, Leroy began running again, down a dark, long looking alley. Toby looked where he was headed and gulped. "Ya sure they're in there?" he asked the cat with nervous eyes. As if understanding him, the white Kitten rubbed up against his leg before following an invisible trail of scent down the path.

Another gulp, and Toby felt his body go into auto pilot, his legs following the strange man inside, but his mind fearing the worst down the road. Literally.

A few hours later, Kagome began to stir in her sleep, muttering things neither of them could quite hear and a whimper of fear here and there. When she began to toss and turn, her blood covered face scrunched in sorrow, Mrs. Lovett stroked her long dark locks. This action seemed to calm the child as she resumed her place in Lovett's lap, clutching her skirts tightly and burrowing her face in them.

A weak smile came to Mrs. Lovett's face, but vanished almost instantly with a sad sigh. Sweeney looked down at her, the smallest hint of concern on his face. "What's wrong?" he asked her, disguising his voice with annoyance.

Mrs. Lovett shook her head, "Just' thinkin'." she replied softly. He glanced down at the young child in her lap, "About the lass?" he asked, his voice faltered only slightly.

"Yeah...She's such a dear," the baker stroked her cheek with her index finger. "So young, so lovin', so smart, an' such a 'ard little worker..." she sighed, tears tugging at the corners of her eyes.

Sweeney slowly wrapped an arm around her shoulders as she began to sob quietly. "I-I know we 'aven't k-known 'er l-long, but..." a few tears escape her eyes and ran down her cheeks. He wiped them away with his thump gently, not saying a word. They sit in silence, the only sound is that of her soft sobs.

Mrs. Lovett brings her now tear stained face to his. "I-I jus' think of 'er as m-me own, Sweeney!" they both looked at each other, both pairs of eyes widening in surprise at the fact she called him by his first name.

Lovett tears her eyes from his to look at the slumbering little girl in her lap. "An' I just don't wanna lose 'er." when the barber hears the sobs building in her throat, threatening to take over, he encircles her in his arms, burying his face in her fiery Auburn curls.

As the baker begins to cry into his chest, Sweeney comfortingly brings his other arm from Kagome's shoulders to envelope Mrs. Lovett.

He feels her tense and freeze slightly in his embrace, but she soon relaxed as clung onto the barber as if she were to die if she didn't, her sobs racking her body violently. They stayed like that for a few minuets before he finally pulled away, looking into her face, which was twisted in sorrow.

"Don' worry," Sweeney whispered softly. He takes his thumb and wipes away the tears falling form her eyes, running down her face.

"I know things aren't looking their best, but when I make a promise," he takes her in his arms again a she begins to calm down, hugging the barber tightly against her body.

"I intend to keep it." he says softly into her hair. It is at this moment where the wooden door up the stairs is swings open, a shadowy figure standing in the threshold.

Mrs. Lovett felt her blood freeze. She whipped her head to the stair case following up to the wooden door that had been swung opened, as did Sweeney. The barber acted on instinct and wrapped an arm around the baker's petite waist, holding her against his body tightly, also taking his other hand from her back and gripping Kagome's forearm just as tight, dragging her body slightly closer to his.

A wicked chuckle filled the air for a moment, followed by leather boots loudly hitting the wooden stairs. "Aw, don' you three look adorable?" John mused, his hands behind his back as he stopped in front of the three, Jerry coming to stand behind him.

Sweeney lets out a low, angry growl when he noticed the shining dagger gripped tightly in the inventor's hand. John looks at him and then brings the knife up to look at it. "Oh, you think I'm gonna 'urt ya wit this?" he asks, giving a pointed look at the barber.

There is a short pause, then the man slowly grins. "I 'ave no need to stab ya with this, seein' as you're practically dead." he points to the bleeding wound in Sweeney's side, red rubies spilling onto the cold stone floor.
"No, I see a much better use fer this 'ittle thing," he slowly encircles the trio. When he stands behind Mrs. Lovett, he nods at Jerry. Within the next second, the large brute has tackled the barber to the ground, now punching him repeatedly.

The baker gasps in surprise before John grabs her by the hair and brings her back pressing against his chest, pointing the dagger at her throat.

Hitting her head on the stone hard floor, Kagome shoots up with a gasp of surprise. Her face immediately reflects the panic in her mind as she looks at the barber, then the baker. The girl's eyes land on the inventor holding Mrs. Lovett to his chest, her eyes pleading.

"Please," she begins, "let them go. They've done nothing, I sent a note for help, they-"," Oh, shut up, would ya?" John drops Lovett to the floor to walk over to Kagome and kick her hard in the chest.

As Kagome coughed up a fair amount of blood, Mrs. Lovett had the opportunity to grab a stray brick that just so happened to be right beside her head when she was thrown to the ground, and bashed the bloke right over his head.

The inventor gave a pained shout as he fell to his knees, dropping the dagger as he clutched his head. The baker grabbed the knife as she stood up and grabbed Kagome's hand, both running toward Jerry and Sweeney.

Mrs. Lovett stopped in front og the pair, pointing the dagger at the large brute while Kagome stood behind her, leaning on the baker for support. She was nearly certain her father had broken a leg...or two. Along with a few ribs as well, probably.

"Ya ge' off 'im right this instant or I'll tear yer face to ribbons!" she threatened. Jerry just chuckled, punching the barber underneath him before standing and slapping the knife out of her hand in on swift motion.

Mrs. Lovett looks fearfully at the large man now grinning wickedly as he approached her slowly. Kagome gasped as the baker began to back away slowly.

Jerry grabbed the baker by her throat and pushed her up against the brick wall. "What a feisty thing ya are," he breathed, his warm breath on her neck. Mrs. Lovett shuddered at the imagination of his thoughts at the moment.

"Leave her alone!" the raven haired child yelled, taking the discarded dagger and stabbing Jerry in the thigh with it. The man let out a howl of pain, falling to his knees as John had done.

The barber and baker stared at the girl holding the dagger weakly in her small hand, her legs visibly trembling. Sweeney cradled the side of his face as he stood and walked over to the girl and baker, giving John and Jerry a good kick in the head along the way.

"Come on," he grabbed both their hands. "we better get outta here before-"." Not so fast!" a gun shot rang through the basement as all three gasped in shock as they all Lay eyes on the target, apparently hit.

As he and his feline companion stalked the streets, Toby took notice of hi surroundings. Yes, he'd been here before, he just couldn't quite put a finger where.

The gloomy streets, the gray sky that was always separated from the dark blue of the rest of London, the dirt and grime covered roads, it all seems to be he same. The only difference is that no one occupied it.

The always seemed to be pick-pockets, murders, or rapists filling the streets,m but now it was like a ghost town, though it was like this before, but without the ghosts.

Looking above him, Toby also took notice of the smoke coming out of a nearby factory, which he quickly recognized as the work house he used to reside in.

AS the realization of this sank in, he gasped in shock. Toby had heard that it was closed down many years ago due to some mad man trying some weird invention and ended up killing most of the workers.

Leroy paid the boy no mind as he continued to sniff out his mistress, his nose buried in the filth covered streets like a bloodhound. When he picked up something, he hissed in the direction of the work house and quickly raced to it.

The sound of the kitten's small paws, Toby pulled himself out of his trance and hurried after Leroy, now feeling even more uneasy that the location his family was in was his former hell.

A/N: OH NOEZ! someone got shot! I realy hope it wasn't kagome! Or Lovett! Or, Heaven forbid twice in the same day, SWEENEY! Who ever it was, SOMEONES GONNA PAY! *Glares at John* Anyway, Yay! Toby found them! Took him long enough if you asked me!

Question: Who do think got hit? Just guess. If they did get hit, how do you react? How will the other characters react? Leave a review response!