A/n: I do not own Sweeney Todd or the characters in it. I do own Amelia Jenkins. I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but it is really late and I had to pack up some of my room today. I have to have it all packed up before this weekend otherwise I can't go to Louisiana and see my dad and best friend. Yes, sad, I know. But on with th story!

Sweeney, Amelia, and Mrs. Lovett walked into the bakehouse and climbed into the sewers. "Ugh, the smell is horrible down here!" Amelia said, covering her nose. "Yes, but not as bad as the smell from the bakehouse." Sweeney said, looking towards her. "Well, you're right about that one." Amelia said.

"Toby! Where are you love?" Mrs. Lovett sang. "Toby!" Sweeney yelled, his razor hiding behind his back. "Toby, it's alright, lad. We're not gonna hurt you!" Amelia said loudly. Sweeney looked at her and whispered to her, "You're lying, right?"

Amelia looked at him and nodded once. "Nothin's gonna harm you. Not while I'm around." Mrs. Lovett sang, peeking around a corner. "Toby!" Sweeney and Amelia yelled simultaniously. "Nothin's gonna harm you, darling. Not while I'm around." Mrs. Lovett sang as she started to lose hope. Amelia looked at Sweeney and said, "Well, I am going to go wait at the shop. You know, just in case he comes back."

Sweeney nodded and Amelia started to walk toward the bakehouse's sewer gate. She climbed out and walked out of the bakehouse. She quickly walked up the stairs and opened the door to Sweeney's shop. She walked in and sat on the cot that she and Sweeney shared. She looked around the shop and groaned to herself. "Guess I oughtta clean up all o' this blood before the Judge arrives." She mumbled. She quickly started to clean everything up when Antony and someone else walked into the shop. She looked at them and sighed in relief at the fact that she had just finished cleaning all of the blood up.

"Oh, Miss Amelia! Look, I brought Joannah! She's in disguise that way the Judge doesn't recognize her." Antony said, smiling brightly. Amelia nodded and said, "Thats great!"

"I don't understand, Antony. Why can't I just go with you?" Joannah said. "Because you're safe here. I don't know how I could live with myself knowing something happened to you." Antony said, holding Joannah close to him. After discussing it for a while, Antony kissed Joannah and ran out of the shop. Soon Amelia and Joannah heard a noise. "Quick, hide in the chest! You're small enough." Amelia said, nudging Joannah closer to the chest. Amelia slid into the darkest corner of the room, grateful of the fact that her dress was dark enough to where she blended in with the shadows. She saw the old beggar woman come in, wondering where the Beadle was. Amelia walked towards her and said, "Why are you here?"

"Ah, miss, it's the stink of evil! And she. She's the Devil's wife who has no pity in her heart. Soon Sweeney barged in and saw the beggar woman. "What are you doing here?!" He said. The beggar woman told Sweeney the exact same thing she told Amelia and soon he heard someone running up the stairs. "Hey, don't I know you mista?" The beggar woman said, her bonnet covering half of her face. Sweeney growled and said, "I don't have the time!"

He quickly ran his razor across the woman's throat and slammed his foot on the lever. She fell down the hole and the trap door closed back up. Soon, Sweeney and Amelia heard a familiar voice ask, "Where is she?"