It's almost six o'clock in the morning… I have no life lol :D I have been up since well yesterday, I can't sleep. I was watching "Sex and the City" and the sky started to brighten up… Yeah I watch that show; I started a few weeks ago when my aunt asked me to watch the movie with her, and so I did. I fell in love with it so I watched the sixth season on HBO on demand at her house and than I found out that my mom's boy friend has the complete series so I have been watching that. I love the episodes with Mr. Big… Okay I know I have problems… lol obsessing over things again lol XD Anyways here is chapter 28!

Mrs. Lovett awoke early the next morning and stared at her sleeping husband, she couldn't believe it wasn't a dream. She never thought that he could ever love her, and he did. Mrs. Lovett got up and went into the living room to see if Toby came home, she found him curled up in front of the fireplace with a bottle of gin in his hand and Mrs. Lovett's shawl in the other, snuggling both of them, kind of like a baby with a blanket and a bottle. Mrs. Lovett attempted to take the bottle of gin away from him, but he had a pretty good grip on it so she just gave up and went back to bed.

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About a month later, Sweeney and Mrs. Lovett's relationship was better that it ever was, Sweeney continued to supply his new wife with her meat by giving people 'shaves' and Mrs. Lovett would grind them up. The intimate side of their relationship was also doing quite well; occasionally things would get a little steamy between them on their breaks… Let's just say at least her rumpled bedding was legitimized. Everything seemed to be going fine until an unwanted Mr. Edwards stopped at Mrs. Lovett's door seeking her hand in marriage.

"I have been wondering why you haven't written to me nor have you even stopped by my fathers grocer." Mr. Edwards began.

"I am sorry Mista Edwards, dear, but I'm married." Mrs. Lovett said as she put away some clean dishes.

"You don't have to fool me, Mrs. Lovett; I know that your husband died years ago." Mr. Edwards replied.

"No, I re-married, 'e's actually Mr. Todd the barber upstairs." Mrs. Lovett wiped the flour from her dress and showed him her wedding ring.

"Right, Mrs. Lovett If you two are married than how come you're not Mrs. Todd?" Mr. Edwards asked, "And, Nellie, if I may call you that, your aunt said you were unmarried, or widowed in your case, so you don't have to lie my dear."

Mrs. Lovett was getting fed up, she was about to send him up to Mr. Todd and get it over with, but than she remembered he was good friends with her aunt. "First of all Mr. Edwards, our last name situation is strictly none of your business and second of all you talked to my aunt more than a month ago, and further more it's Mrs. Lovett to you."

"Sorry, Mrs. Lovett, I might as well pay your husband a visit than." Mr. Edwards started to head for the door before Mrs. Lovett sent him a nervous look.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you." Mrs. Lovett nervously said, if he went up there Mr. Todd would have his head for sure. "'E's awful busy…"

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind after all he is your husband, besides; I could use a good shave." Mr. Edwards ignored Mrs. Lovett's wishes and went up the stairs to Sweeney's barber shop.

Maybe a good shave is what he needs. Mrs. Lovett thought trying not to think of all the bodies she was going to have to chop up and bake into pies that evening. Mrs. Lovett thought a minute, I should go up there and make sure that husband of mine doesn't shave 'em… Mrs. Lovett shrugged and continued on with her dishes without saying a word as she heard another body drop down into the bake house.

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Later on that evening during the dinner rush Mrs. Lovett was carrying a tray of pie to some customers outdoors when she had a sudden urge to throw up. She quickly ran into her bathroom with out saying a word and puked. "Musta ate some bad food or something'" Mrs. Lovett said to herself as she got up, not thinking much of it. When she got back outside Toby went over to her.

"Mrs. Lovett mum, are you alright? You ran off in a hurry!" Toby exclaimed before wiping some sweat from his forehead.

"I'm fine, jus' not feeling well is all." Mrs. Lovett replied as she took the empty tray from him and started to head down into the bake house.

Toby watched as she went downstairs. I hope she's alright. Toby thought as he took some dirty dishes to the sink for washing.

"The boy's right, you did run off in a hurry." Sweeney whispered in her ear making Mrs. Lovett jump.

Mrs. Lovett turned around when she heard her husband's voice. "I'm fine." Mrs. Lovett said before opening the oven door only to find she ran out of pies. "Damn!" Mrs. Lovett sighed as she closed the door, "Been so busy I forgot to put more pies in the oven!"

Sweeney gave her an optimistic look, "Maybe you should call it a night and go to bed, you don't look too good."

"I 'ave work to do, I 'ave no time to be restin' when I 'ave to get dishes done, floors to clean, laundry to be washed, and people to serve." Mrs. Lovett went back upstairs.

Sweeney followed her, "I can help." Sweeney said as he looked around the dirty kitchen.

Mrs. Lovett laughed, "You 'elp? Don't be foolin' me Mista T you ain't one to be 'elping people."

"Well you aren't people, you are mine." Sweeney kissed her before Mrs. Lovett pushed him away.

"Don't be kissin' me when people is watchin'!" Mrs. Lovett began to roll some dough.

"Why not? We've been married for a month now, and besides you are always trying to hold my hand when we're at the market." Sweeney replied.

Mrs. Lovett eyed him before stating, "Well that's different."

Sweeney rolled his eyes before going outside. "Toby my boy!" Sweeney exclaimed as he put on his very effective charm.

"Yes sir?" Toby asked as he stood in front of him like a soldier awaiting orders.

"Do tell the people that Mrs. Lovett has retired for the evening and will no longer be serving any more pies." Sweeney told Toby as did the unexpected of picking up dirty dishes, he was actually helping.

"You sure sir?" Toby asked as he followed Sweeney into the kitchen.

"Yes." Sweeney replied.

"What's going on 'ere?" Mrs. Lovett asked Toby.

"Go to ebd Mrs. Lovett." Sweeney said before glancing at her.

"I can't I…" Mrs. Lovett stuttered before Sweeney interrupted her.

"I do think it only appropriate if you take your tired self to bed." Sweeney put his hands behind his back and waited for Mrs. Lovett to turn around and go to bed.

Mrs. Lovett opened her mouth to protest before realizing that this was battle she wasn't going to win. So she sighed and turned to go to her bedroom.

Toby looked at Sweeney like he never had before; he was beginning to gain a sort of respect for him.

"What are you looking at?" Sweeney mumbled as he went over and started to wipe down some tables.

"Nothing sir." Toby replied as he began to wash dishes.

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Yeah this was short and nothing really happened in it. I just had to solve the mystery of Mr. Edwards's intentions and what happened to him; and how Toby and Mr. Todd are beginning to warm up to each other. Oh well next chapter's a doosey. ;D Not Sweenett… maybe.