AN: I'm back with another update! I write really fast sometimes, in case you couldn't tell. LOL! :D Well, this should be an interesting enough chapter. R&R please!

When the four arrived at the house Nellie sat Toby down on the small sofa.

"You just sit down 'ere, love. I'll whip somethin' up for you," she said before heading to the kitchen. Sweeney followed her. He watched as she bustled around.

"Um, Nellie?"

"Yeah?" Nellie asked, pausing to look at him.

"What exactly are you planning on feeding the boy?" Sweeney asked.

"Food. What else?" Nellie answered in a smart alec tone. Sweeney laughed a bit.

"But what exactly? I mean, do we even have food?" Sweeney asked.

"Somewhere," Nellie mumbled her reply. "Aha!" she cried out in triumph as she pulled a bag of flour out from a cupboard. Sweeney snickered.

"Have fun," he said before leaving the kitchen and Nellie in peace.

Toby and Johanna just stared in amazement at the show they'd just seen.

"This happen often?" Toby asked Johanna.

"Not since I've been here," Johanna answered. "Yet again, nothing normal has happened since I've been here," she added.

"What do you mean?" Toby asked curiosity taking over again. Johanna sighed before answering.

"Too much drama," she told him. "It's like every time something good happens, something bad ruins it," she explained. She grabbed his arm. "Come on, we'll talk in private, it'll be easier that way," she said glancing back at Nellie and Sweeney as she led Toby out of the living room and into a hallway towards her room.

When the door was closed, she continued,

"You want to know how long Nellie's been married to me father?" Toby nodded. He was looking forward to whatever this Johanna girl had to say. He was also eager to hear where the conversation would be heading. "A day," Johanna told him. Toby's jaw dropped.

"A day?" he asked in disbelief.

"Yes, a day," Johanna confirmed. "Yesterday was the wedding. Oh, it was so fun! It was amazing and private. There was music and dancing! It was the most fun I've had in a long time," she told him.

"Until,"

"Until what?" Toby asked.

"Until she started crying. I figured I'd let Dad take care of her, but when we were walking back home," she shuddered at the memories of the horrible man. "I was walking ahead of them, to give them privacy, and. . . and a big, fat man pulled me into an alley! I screamed as he hit me, screamed until I saw Dad and Nellie, Mum, coming to me rescue. Apparantly Nellie had quite a bad past with this man.

"She screamed at him. Oh, she was brave. She slapped and kicked him, punched him, but all too soon the tables had turned. I was safe, and I couldn't watch. But I could hear. The man was beating on poor Mum now. The slap was first, that would explain the handprint on her cheek," Toby gasped, tears for the poor woman welling up in his eyes.

"The worst was when it was all over, and the man had left, Nellie she. . . she almost died," Johanna said sadly. The memories of the previous night were horrible.

"She almost died?" Toby asked. Johanna nodded. "So. . . how long were you guys outside?"

"'Til morning," Johanna answered. "Once we made sure we were all okay. . .including the baby,"

"Baby?" Toby asked.

"Yes, Mum's pregnant!" Johanna announced happily.

"That's. . . great," Toby replied, unsure how he really thought about the situation.

"Wait, so. . . That dress she's wearing today, that was her wedding dress?" he asked.

"The very one," Johanna answered.

"It's gorgeous!" Toby exclaimed.

"Yes," Johanna agreed. "It is. Come on, we'd better get back. Mum's probably almost done," she said opening the door.

"Can I ask you somethin'?" Toby asked.

"Go ahead," Johanna allowed.

"Does Sweeney. . . really love her?" Toby asked.

"O' course he does," Johanna answered. "Why?"

"I jus' have a bad feelin' about him is all," Toby answered.

"Do you love Mum?" Johanna asked.

"Yes," Toby answered as he realized it himself.

"Then try not to make her upset," Johanna warned. "Especially after all that's happened,"

"Course not! I'd never want to see her cry!" Toby promised.

"Me neither, so don't go talking to her about me dad, okay? Not unless it's important," Johanna said.

Not unless it's important, Johanna's words ran through Toby's head. Alright, he thought. Not unless it's important.

AN: Told ya the chappies are getting longer! :D Review please! :D