A/n: I hope you enjoyed the past few chapters. This one is kind of sad and a little heart breaking.
Sweeney paced once against around his tiny shop. He walked from the door to window, stopping to look out at the streets below. His heart felt heavy in his chest. Nellie tried so hard to make him feel better but she didn't understand. She wasn't his Lucy and the child she carried wasn't Johanna. He was trying to start over but he couldn't let go of the past. He pulled open the table drawer and his fingers skimmed over the old folded frame. He pulled it out and placed it on the table next to the lamp. Their faces smiled up at him. Lucy was his wife, he thought, she's my wife.
The shop bell rang and a portly man stepped in. "Come for a shave sir?" Sweeney asked taking the man's coat gently. The man nodded and walked past Sweeney's table. He sat in the chair and looked at Sweeney's hand.
"Your wife is very beautiful." The man said gesturing to the blonde in the picture.
"Thank you sir." He said lathering up his face.
Nellie pushes open the door slowly, tray in hand. "I brought you some lunch dear." She said with a smile, looking up. "Oh I'm sorry I didn't know you were with some one."
"Leave it on the table Nell." He said shaving the man's face. She went to set the tray down and saw the pictures sitting on the table. The tray slowly slipped from her fingers and clattered to the floor. Her eyes filled with tears and she tried to hold them back.
Sweeney jumped, nicking the man's face.
"Eleanor leave!" He barked.
"Please forgive my sister she's a bit jump." Nellie heard as she closed the door. She stomped down stairs, slamming the door behind her. She slumped over the sink. Her fingers gripped the white china plates tightly in her hand and hurled it against the wall. She picked one after the other and threw them harshly against the wall, watching them shatter.
Toby came running in and grabbed her arm.
"Mum Stop!" She stopped and pulled him close to her. "You could hurt the baby." He pulled her put of the kitchen and in to the bedroom. She sat on the bed and he helped her lay down. He jumped up on the bed next to her and curled up at her side.
"You're scaring me mommy. Should I get daddy?" Her body shuttered.
"No. you stay here, stay here with me." She sobbed hard. The heavy footsteps above paced back and forth. Toby stared at the ceiling, running his hand up and down her back. She calmed down slight and started to fall asleep. Her sobs softened and her breathing evened.
"Mommy?" Toby asked. She didn't say anything only her soft breathing was her reply.
A/n: wow short chapter. I hope you like it