I'm so sorry for the wait ;-; Some family issues came up and I was too upset to write for a while. But here it is, enjoy!

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If Shilo looked frightened before Sweeney took off the mask, it was nothing compared to her expression after. Her face went so pale, she looked like a ghost. Her eyes widened until her dark irises were nearly strangled by the whites of her eyes. Sweeney was sorry he scared her, but he was tired of lying to his daughter. She has to know.

"You!" Shilo gasped.

Sweeney simply nodded in reply. "Shilo, I-," he began, taking a step towards her.

"Stay away from me!" she shrieked, frantically scooting backwards.

He stopped, stung even though he had expected it. "You don't understand -,"

"Yes, I do," she shouted, her voice echoing around the vast space, "It all makes sense now! You murdered all those people and –," she made a choking noise and stopped, breathing hard.

Sweeney said heavily, "Shilo, I'm only doing this because I have to."

"So you went to prison because you just had to go on a killing spree? Like it's as normal as going for a gallon of milk?" Her sarcasm cut him to the quick.

"You know why I went to prison." His voice seemed to get lower and more mournful as Shilo's continued to rise in fury.

"No I don't," she said defiantly, "Rotti never told me why."

Staggered, Sweeney stammered, "He – he didn't?"

"No." Shilo thrust out her chin, looking for a moment so much like Marni when she was angry that he wanted to cry. "And trust me, I was better off not knowing."

"Let me explain," he implored. Shilo narrowed her eyes at him in suspicion. He became suddenly conscious that he was still holding his razor. It dropped to the floor with a clatter and held his palms up. The blood on the gloves gleamed under the stage lights. "Please, Shilo. You have the right to know."

"No more lies?" she asked, looking him directly in the eyes.

"I swear," he said immediately, "No more lies."

Her body relaxed slightly, but her eyes remained wary as ever. She nodded.

Sweeney swallowed. Now or never. "Shilo, before you were born, Mar- your mother – was… involved… with Rotti." A look of disgust came over her face so he quickly continued, "She was good friends with Mrs. Lovett, and I had my parlor over her shop even then. She was constantly over and soon we fell in love. Marni left Rotti and we got married soon after. When Marni got pregnant with you, I'd never been happier," he said with a tiny smile.

His face darkened again as he went on, "But Marni was having trouble with the pregnancy. I had to run to get the doctor the night you were born. Before I got very far, I heard screaming and had to go back. You were fine, but -," he choked on the thing he was about to say, but forced it out, "But Marni – she was dead. Rotti did it, I know, he did it for revenge, but I could never prove it."

"Wait, so how did you end up in jail?" Shilo asked, her brow wrinkled in confusion.

"The police came and saw me standing over her body. They thought… think… I killed her." Shilo gasped, making to move backwards again, prompting Sweeney to cry, "But I didn't, Shilo! I would never touch her! She was my world, my everything, just -," his throat closed with emotion again. He swallowed and finished, "Just like you are now. Please, you have to believe me!" he begged, feeling he could not face living if she didn't.

Throughout his pleading monologue, Shilo had become steadily paler, breath coming shorter and more rapid. As he finished, her watch began to go off. "Medicate immediately," it trilled.

"My medicine," she panted, reaching for her bag.

"What medicine?" Sweeney demanded, bewildered.

"Helps… my condition… otherwise I'll -," and she collapsed in a dead faint.

Shouting her name, Sweeney ran to her and threw himself on the floor beside her. He reached into the front pocket of her backpack, fumbling in his panic. After a moment he managed to extricate a pill bottle. Sweeney squinted, studying the label. The many-syllabled name of the drug made sense to him because of all the medical magazines he had read in prison. What? His eyes widened in disbelief. He read it again, slowly, to make sure he had understood correctly. Unfortunately, he had. A terrible rage filled him as he looked from the bottle to his unconscious daughter.

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*dodges heavy objects* I'm sorry, I was going to write more but I liked ending it there D= XD I promise it won't take so long to update the next chapter. Please review, and please stay tuned =)