A/n: I am sorry that I haven't written in a while. I have been really busy with school work and trying to keep my grades up since the end of school is near. I also have been worrying about my finals. I am so stressed. But I figured that writing might ease my nerves a bit. So enjoy! I do not own Sweeney Todd or the characters in it.

Sweeney looked at Amelia and smiled widely. "Great! My revenge is getting close." he said. "I'm glad. Say, after your revenge, what will happen to us?" she said, looking up at him. "What ever you want to happen, my love. We can leave London and go somewhere neither of us has ever been. We can start a family. What ever we wish to do, we can." He said. Amelia smiled and hugged Sweeney tightly. "You are so good to me, Sweeney." she said. Sweeney smiled and hugged her just as tightly. Soon they heard someone walking up the stairs. They turned around and saw Antony running as quickly as he could. He opened the door and said, "Mr. Todd. I've found Joannah! That vulture Turpin has locked her up in a madhouse!"

Amelia looked at Sweeney and he smiled. "I've got her." He mumbled. "We've got her!" he said loudly to Antony. Antony raised his eyebrows in confusion. Sweeney noticed this and said, "Where do you think all of the wigmakers go to retrieve hair?"

Antony said nothing. "They get the hair from the lunatics at Bedlam! We'll disguise you as a wigmaker's apprentice and you go to Fogg's Asylum and retrieve Joannah!" Sweeney said happily. Antony smiled widely and said, "Yes sir!"

"Okay you go and change and head over to Fogg's Asylum, and I will write a letter." Sweeney said. Antony nodded happily and rushed out of the shop. Amelia smiled at Sweeney. "Who are you writing a letter to, love?" she said. "Judge Turpin. I am going to lure him here so I can get my revenge. I will tell him that I have saved Joannah from Antony so he could not molest her, just to get back on his good side and earn his trust. Then I will tell him that Joannah has learned her lesson and is waiting with open arms to marry him. Then lastly, I will ask him to hurry over so he can retrieve his bride. Then we will have him!" he said smiling widely. "We?" Amelia said, tilting her head. "You're my apprentice, remember?" he said. "Oh, silly me. It must have slipped me mind." She said laughing. He smiled and went over to his vanity and began scribbling his message to the Judge. When he finished, he folded the letter and looked at Amelia. "Go fetch Toby for me, will you?" He said. "He's probably still helpin' Nellie clean up the pie shop. Why don't I go send it to him for you, my sweet?" She said. Sweeney looked at her for a few moments and sighed. "Please be careful, darling. I don't want to lose you." He said. She smiled and said, "You won't ever lose me. I'm too stubborn."

Sweeney smiled and handed her the letter. She walked to the door and Sweeney grabbed her by the hand. She turned to look at him and saw that his eyes were filled with worry. "I love you." he said. "I love you too, Sweeney. I'll be back before you will have time to miss me." She said softly. She kissed him lightly and walked out of the shop. She walked briskly to Judge Turpin's house. When she arrived, she knocked on the door lightly, worrying that something bad was about to happen. The judge opened the door and smiled when he saw Amelia. "And what do I have the pleasure in seeing you here at my humble home?" He said. She shuddered and said, "Mr. Todd sent me here to give a letter to you."

Turpin's face dropped. "Oh?" He said, trying to hide the disgust in his voice. "Yes sir. He says it is urgent that you read this at once, sir." She said. "Why is that?" He said, his temper starting to get the best of him. "It's about Joannah." She said. His eyes widened and he jerked Amelia into his house. He drug her to a chair and threw her in it. "What does he want with my dear Joannah?!" He yelled. She remained calm and said, "He wants nothing to do with her, sir. He is trying to save her from the sailor."

His face softened and he said, "My dear lady, I am terribly sorry that I was so rude before. I thought your Mr. Todd was trying to take my Joannah from me, like the sailor is trying to do."

"I assure you, sir, that Mr. Todd had no idea that Antony was trying to steal her away from you. He went to Fogg's and took Joannah away from there, brought her back to his shop, and talked to her about marrying you. He told her that she should be honored to be marrying a man as great as you are, sir. At first, Joannah tried to fight him to shut him up. Then she sat back down and thought about what he said. She realized how much she admires you and is waiting for you to arrive and take her off to be married as soon as possible." She lied, looking Turpin straight in the eye. Turpin smiled widely and opened the letter. He read quickly and smiled as he folded the letter shut. "Miss Amelia, I must be the luckiest man alive!" He exclaimed. She smiled and said, "I am very happy for you, my lord."

He offered a hand to help Amelia up. She took it and stood up. "Go back to Mr. Todd, and tell him that I will be over there first thing tomorrow night!" He said happily. "Yes sir." She said, nodding her head once. "Oh and here's a little something for your trouble." He said, pulling out three pounds from his purse. He handed it to her and she forced a smile. "You are very generous, my lord." She said. He nodded and she walked out of his house. She sighed in relief as she quickly walked back to her beloved Sweeney Todd. She ran into the barber shop and saw Sweeney pacing back and forth. "I'm baaaack!" She sang. He looked quickly towards her and walked over to her. He wrapped his arms around her and said, "I was so worried that you weren't going to come back home."

Home? Mmmm, that has a very nice ring to it. She thought, smiling. "After I told him the news, he was so happy, the moron, that he gave me three pounds for my 'troubles'." She said, laughing. He chuckled and said, "I don't care if he gave you everything in his bank account. I'm just glad that you're back home and safe with me."

"It makes me so happy to hear you say that." She muttered loud enough for Sweeney to hear. Soon they heard Mrs. Lovett talking to someone. They opened the door and saw the Beadle. "That was fast." Amelia mumbled as she and Sweeney walked down the stairs to greet him. "Beadle Bamford! What do I owe the pleasure?" Sweeney said, wearing a small, fake smile. "I'm here on business, Mr. Todd. People have been complaining about the stink from your bakehouse. I'm afraid I'll have to go check it out." He said. "Go ahead, sir. But before you do, why don't you let Mr. Todd pamper you beforehand?" Amelia said. The beadle smiled and said, "That sounds lovely, but I really must do my job first."

At that moment, Amelia wanted to cut his throat herself for his stubbornness. Why does he have to be difficult about dying?! That fat, smelly old toad! She thought angrily to herself. The Beadle started to walk off when Sweeney smelled him. "Dear sir, if you may enlighten me, what is that exotic aroma?" He said, sounding fully interested. "It's my secret recipe." He said, smiling. Amelia gagged and Sweeney said, "If I may be so bold as to offer you something more suitable for a man of your standards?"

The Beadle looked like he was about to be stubborn again when Sweeney said, "How about some Bay Rum, perhaps? The ladies will be all over you like flies on honey!"

The Beadle smiled at that and nodded. Amelia walked up with them, smiling wickedly to herself. When they got into the shop, Sweeney motioned for the Beadle to sit in the barber's chair. Amelia stared as the Beadle sat down and Sweeney said, "Answer me this, Beadle. Why would your Judge send me off to Australia, just so he could have my Lucy and my Joannah?!"

"Benjamin Barker?" the Beadle stammered. Sweeney leaned towards his ear and hissed, "Yes!"

And with that last word, Sweeney brought his friend up to the Beadle's throat and with one quick move, blood started spurting out of the Beadle's neck. Amelia could've sworn she heard a loud ripping sound when Sweeney sliced the Beadle's throat. She smiled as some of the blood dripped onto her. She looked at the chair and quickly stamped on the lever, causing the Beadle to quickly plummett down into the bakehouse. Amelia giggled and said to no one in particular, "Now you know why the smoke from the bakehouse smells awful!"

Sweeney looked at her and smiled. "You are an odd one, you know." He said. She nodded and soon Mrs. Lovett burst into the shop. "Ya sent him down?" She said, worry coating her voice. "Yes." Sweeney said. "Toby's in there, Mr. T.! He started suspecting us so I locked him up in there!" She said. Amelia and Sweeney looked at each other with wide eyes. They looked at Mrs. Lovett and said in unison, "We need to make sure he's still in there!"

They hurried down the stairs and ran into the bakehouse. They looked around and saw nothing at all. "Blast! He probably climbed down into the sewers." Sweeney said. "Yes, he probably did, and if he escapes, he'll run to the police!" Nellie said. "And we surely do not want that, now do we?" Amelia said darkly.