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Surprised she stared at him. She couldn't believe what he had asked her a few seconds ago. Had he? Or was she dreaming? She didn't know whether it was just a too realistic seeming dream. Sweeney Todd has asked her to marry him!

"Are... Are you sure that you want..."
"I wouldn't ask if I didn't mean it", Sweeney interrupted her. Nellie felt how tears formed in her eyes. Why did she cry now... She should be lucky, shouldn't she?

Nellie couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't think. Sweeney led her to the couch and pulled her onto his lap.

"Why... I mean... You wanted to kill me...", she muttered. Sweeney didn't answer to this. He just wiped away her tears away softly and sighed.

"Eleanor. That's not the answer to my question."

Why would he have any reason to marry her? Had the demon barber started to love again, someone else than his Lucy? Did he love her, Eleanor Lovett? Nellie didn't know why it was so hard to give him an answer. She loved him! How often had she dreamed that he would ask her this question?

He deserved an answer, and her answer would be honest. Whatever his reason to marry her was and although she didn't understand it, it was what she really wanted.

She looked into his eyes. "I will."

Sweeney smiled at her softly. He wanted to say something, but she already had pressed her lips onto his. The barber loved the feeling of her soft lips, how she kissed him every single time.

"How do you know that I wanted to kill you, my pet?", he whispered.

"It was obvious. We all deserve to die, do you remember?" A small smile formed on her lips.

"The vermin of the world. And you don't belong to it, Nellie." No, of course she didn't! Maybe he did, but definitely not Nellie.

She put her finger onto his lips. "Shut up, my love. Before someone of us dies, I'll become your wife."

After his return to London, Sweeney hadn't imagined to marry again. Or even to love again. And what was the demon barber of Fleet Street doing now? Smiling at a woman who he loved, asking her to marry him and expecting a child with her.

He wouldn't forget what had happened to him and he wouldn't forgive the people who had done it to him, but he would love too. Some few persons at least.

"Sweeney?", she asked.

"Hm?"

"Would you stay with me tonight?" It seemed to be more a request than a question.

"Of course." What a stupid question. Of course I will, I love you!, he added in his mind. He had promised himself to care for Nellie every night. Probably he would do whatever she would ask anyway by the way she looked at him.

"I'll be right back", Sweeney said and kissed her on the forehead. He just needed to get his stuff from upstairs. Perhaps he should move downstairs? What did he do in his part of the house at the moment? Just working. But he lived with Nellie. He came down for breakfast, he came down after work and he didn't leave her at night. Though it wasn't bad to have different parts of the house. But howsoever, he really should take some stuff of him downstairs.

Nellie went into her bedroom and changed her clothes to a nightdress.

Life was almost too nice to her in the last time. First, she had got pregnant and now Sweeney had asked her to marry him... How long would it last? It was impossible that there was so much joy in life at once. After all the pain and sadness it was wonderful, yes, but life couldn't be only perfect.

Suddenly the door opened and Nellie jumped frightened. "Sweeney! Do you have fun at giving me a fright?!"

"Actually... yes."

"You'll regret it", the baker answered with an almost evil smile. Yes, she would find a way to take revenge. Not that she really meant it, it was nothing more than a little game, but why shouldn't she do something if he had obviously so much fun? At least she was a woman! But it was impossible to play the angry woman for longer. Sweeney looked too cute in his pyjama. He seemed to be like a little boy and at the same time, he was the man to who so many bad things had happened.

Nellie let her hair fall over her shoulders. Maybe she should hide his razors?

"Do you want me to go?", Sweeney asked and raised an eyebrow, noticing her grin.

"No!", she said, like a little child, and grabbed his arm. "You'll stay here, don't think that you can just go now!" And for the first time after more than fifteen years, she heard him laughing quietly.

Sweeney took her softly at her shoulders. He sat down on the bed and made her sit between his legs. Then he started to massage her back. She had often complained after work that every part of her body hurt.

He smiled, he had no idea what this woman was doing with him, but it felt right. She brought him joy and she showed him the feeling to be loved by someone. She was a bloody wonder, could love a murderer without any fear and with the knowing that he had wanted to kill her.

A stupid man, he was. Where would he live without Nellie? How would he live without her? He probably would have ended up on the street if she hadn't been so kind. Sweeney needed her. He needed her like nothing else in the world.

She was like a therapy for him, made him forget all sorrows...

Eleanor Lovett, a bloody wonder she was, eminently practical and yet appropriate as always. How did he live without her all these years? He'd never know.

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