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Chapter 36

It felt like an eternity had passed from the moment Johanna had uttered that name and Sweeney hadn't spoke a single word. Johanna was staring at him, waiting for him to say something. But he didn't; he was just staring at her with a painful expression on his face. Johanna bravely spoke again since she saw that he wouldn't speak.

"Are you Benjamin Barker, sir…?" she asked him in a shocked but somehow hopeful voice and Sweeney swallowed hard, his eyes darting to his hands, to his feet even to the floor. Johanna looked at him expectantly and came closer to him.

"Please…answer my question, sir…are you Benj…" she started but he cut her of.

"That man is dead…" he choked out and she blinked; confused by his statement.

"What? But…I saw…the picture…it was you…and it was the name…" she whispered and he looked at her.

"What picture? Where did you find it?" he asked her lowly as he took a few steps closer to her, causing her to back away from him fearfully. The moment he realized that she was scared his face softened and shook his head.

"There…it was on the pillow…I saw it when I went to make the bed…" she whispered and the barber looked at the bed and the dropped photo. He then understood that he had left the picture on the bed as he left the room for breakfast.

"That's you isn't it?" she asked and he had no other option than to nod his head.

"And your name is Benjamin…not Sweeney." She stated and he snapped his eyes up to her.

"No! I am Sweeney…I used to be …him…I'm not anymore." He growled and she looked at him confused.

"And you are…my father? That's why you let me stay here, isn't it?" she asked him, tears forming in her eyes as she continued to look at him while he couldn't look at her. That hurt her; the fact that he didn't look at her in the eyes.

"Yes…I am…" he whispered and she shook her head.

"You lied to me…" she said and that did it. His head turned sharply towards her and looked at her with wide eyes.

"No…I didn't…" he whispered and she shook her head again as a tear escaped her eye and rolled down the porcelain skin of her cheek.

"Yes, you did! I asked you if you knew my father and you said no! Why didn't you tell me the truth?" she hissed at him as more tears flowed from her red eyes.

"I couldn't, my pet…I'm not the same man anymore…I was afraid to tell you…" he whispered urgently as he took a few timid steps towards her direction.

Johanna stared at him as he approached her. When he tried to reach for her however she flinched back and Grace walked in with a smile.

"What's taking you so long?" she asked but stopped when she saw Johanna crying and Sweeney wearing a miserable look on his face.

"Johanna? What's wrong, dear?" she asked and the girl passed by Sweeney and came into her embrace with tears still running down her cheeks. Sweeney's arms dropped at his sides and he looked at the floor, clenching his fists before unclenching them again.

Grace's arms went around the sobbing girl and she looked at Sweeney for help.

"What happened?" she asked them and the barber looked at her with unbelievably sad eyes and uttered only two words.

"She knows." He said and Grace's eyes widened.

"Oh my…" she said, stroking Johanna's hair before the girl walked away and left the room, heading for her bedroom downstairs.

Grace looked at Sweeney's face and he seemed like he was ready to start crying at any moment.

"She hates me…" he whispered in a broken voice and Grace walked to him. She placed her hand on his cheek and wiped away a stray tear, making him lean into her touch with a small whimper.

"She hates me, Gracie…" he whispered.

"No, she doesn't, honey…she's just shocked." She said to him as she pushed his hair away from his face and he sniffled.

"She flinched…" he whispered like a small child and she gently pulled him into a warm embrace. He wrapped his arms around her tightly and buried his face in her neck as more tears escaped his eyes. Grace didn't know what to do. She just let him stay in her embrace as she walked backwards with him to close the door. She moved him to the bed and sat him down but he still clutched her to him.

"She doesn't hate you, Sweeney. She will understand. She just needs sometime alone…don't worry." She said to him and he moved back.

"What if she won't? She didn't say a word to me…she just left, Gracie…I didn't want her to find out like this…I wanted to tell her…after what she said this morning I was going to tell her…" he whispered as he wiped angrily a tear with his sleeve.

"Come here…" she said softly as she took a handkerchief out if her dress and gently wiped his tears away while he sniffled softly. She smiled at him and kissed his cheek. A small smile appeared on his face at her touch and his hand went immediately to her belly, caressing it gently, like he did that morning. She laughed and pulled his head close and pecked his lips before bringing him back into her arms.

"I think you should go and talk to her…explain things…tell her…" she said to him as she played with his hair and he patted her stomach with his fingers.

"Now…? What if she doesn't want to see me?" he asked her, hugging her closer to him.

"Maybe in a while…wait for a few hours. Then you can speak. I'm sure everything will be okay. She's kind." Grace said encouragingly to him while she grimaced as she felt a bitter taste coming up her mouth. She gasped when she felt a wave of sickness overtaking her. Sweeney felt her tensing in his arms and moved back to look at her face.

"Gracie? What…" but before he had the chance to finish she was up from the bed and into his bathroom. His eyes widened in realization and he run after her. He saw her leaning over the bathroom sink as she emptied the contents of her stomach. He was behind her in seconds and he pulled her hair away from her face, his right hand rubbing her back soothingly as she gasped for breath.

"Breathe…breath, my love…" he whispered to her and she gave a small nod.

"Better?" he asked her gently and she smiled at him tiredly.

"Yes, thank you…" she said and he smiled sadly at her, leaning to kiss her mouth. She gasped and moved back.

"No! For God sake's no! I just threw …" she started but he silenced her with a kiss. When he moved back he put up his hands in surrender and took a few steps back.

"Couldn't resist…I'm going…" he said with a sigh and she gave a small smile.

"Go on then. I'll just lie down for a while. Let me know how it goes, okay?" she asked him as they exited the bathroom and she sat on the bed.

"Fine…alright…I guess…I should go….what could happen…? She'll just throw me out if she doesn't want to see me…I'll go…and yeah…I'll just walk down there…knock on the door…maybe I should bring her a daisy…she liked daisies when she was a baby…where can I find one…?" he mumbled and Grace watched him with amusement.

"In the front yard…I have a plant there." She said and he pointed a finger at her.

"Yes…that's good…I'll just bring her one…" he said and Grace rolled her eyes.

"Just go already." She snapped and he looked at her.

"I'm going!" he said stubbornly and he frowned as he left the room and headed to his daughter's room. Grace shook her head and laid her head on the pillow. Her eye caught the picture that was still on the floor and she picked it up. A smile came to her face when she saw his happy, smiling face. She placed the photo next to her on the bed and turned to her side and closed her eyes for a while. In a couple of minutes she was asleep no matter how hard she tried not to.

End of chapter 36

Author's note: Sweeney is confused and sad, isn't he? But wasn't he sweet to Grace too?

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