Yay Babies! Do you guys get it? What I'm doing with this story. I'm making them have children *evil laugh* but really, I've read so many Sweeney Todd fanfictions before and the ones where they have children have always been my favorites. I don't know why, I'm just weird like that. But all those stories (at least the one's that I've read) end when the child is either born or is a baby still. You don't see them grow up. I mean how awesome and crazy would it be to be a child of these two? I'd sign up for it. So that's what I'm doing with this. We are going to meet a lot of characters and I have thought up all the names of all these lucky babies. I'm not telling how many, you'll have to wait and see. But yes we will see these kids grow up and deal with teenage problems and yeah it's gonna be fun!

Haunted Dreams

Chapter 10

It's stuck! This is not good. If Nellie kept pushing, the child would surely come out, but it would drag most of it's mother out with it and Nellie would bleed to death. "Nellie stop!"

"What why? Is everything alright?"

Now it was Sweeney's turn to pace. What the hell was he going to do? Johanna got stuck but not this bad, this was different, he could tell.

"SWEENEY" Nellie screamed, a look of terror on her face and tears running down her cheeks. "Sweeney... Why does it hurt so bad?" He stopped and looked towards her. "I know it's suppose to hurt, but not this bad. Or... I'm pretty sure. Something's wrong isn't it?... ISN'T IT!?" She screamed.

"Yes! Yes it's stuck." Nellie fell back on the pillow sobbing.

"So that's it then... I'm going to die."

"NO! No, you're not! I won't let that happen. I'm going to get this baby out of you. I'm going to save both of you."

"How?"

"I'm going to see if I can turn it." He rolled his sleeve up. "This might hurt, pet." And he plunged his hand inside her. Nellie threw her head back, screaming in pain. Sweeney could feel the head and shoulders. But how was he suppose to turn it? He could just pull it out real quick but that could harm it and Nellie.

Sweeney pulled his hand back out as slowly and gently as he could and decided what he needed to do.

He had to cut the baby out.

Nellie laid on the bed taking deep breaths. "So. What do we do?" She asked miserably.

"I need to cut it out." Sweeney said. He looked down to his bloody hand and reach for his razors in their holster at his belt. He clicked it open casting the room with sliver light.

Looking at Nellie's expression he gave her a quick kiss, "Don't worry. It'll be alright. I know what I'm doing." And he left the room, grabbed a first aid kit.

She was really going to bleed, so he sterilized a needle and got the thread and bandages set out and ready. He pulled off Nellie's dress revealing her bare stomach. He gave his wife one last reassuring look and took a big sigh, and even prayed to God that he could save both his wife and child.

Nellie grabbed his hand. He looked into her eyes. She nodded and smiled and muttered the words "I trust you" to show she was ready.

And with that, Sweeney gently dug the razor into her flesh. Nellie winced and bit down on a cloth as she clutched the mattress, her knuckles turning white. While Sweeney pulled back a layer of flesh at a time, finally seeing the baby. He made the cut wide enough and pulled the poor thing out, cutting off the umbilical cord.


Nellie tried to stay conscious, but it was impossible. The pain hurt too much, she was so tired. Just as she was about to black out, she heard a cry. A baby crying, and darkness came in and surrounded her.


Sweeney set the baby next to it's mother on the bed not bothering to clean it off yet. And set to work, sewing up the large gash on Nellie's abdomen. He stitched and bandaged her up. Then grabbed the warm, wet cloth and clean off his new, second child.

Nellie was right it was a boy indeed. Even though Sweeney wanted a girl badly, he couldn't help but smile in delight at his first son. His cries slowly died down and Sweeney wrapped him in a blanket, shielding him from the cold February air seeping through the walls. He cradled him in his arms, lifting his head up to the heavens and muttered a thank you to the lord above. He glanced at Nellie to see if she was okay. She was sleeping, but other than that she seemed fine. Her breathing was steady and peaceful.

Sweeney laid his son on his wife's chest, and cleaned up the room, removing the bloody sheets from under her and the cloths, bucket of water, and the first aid kit. When he returned he picked up his son and cradled him in his arms, leaning down he kissed his wife's lips. He sat on the bed and waited for her to wake.

He glanced at the time. 6:40 on February 18th, that was the time his son entered the world.

There was only one more thing to do. He looked down on his son's sleeping face. "Welcome to this bloody world Jeramey Sweeney Todd." Sweeney kissed his son's forehead. "I promise I won't let nothing harm you" another glance at Nellie, "both of you."

C-sections? Did they exists in this time period? Probably not but too bad. The first child is here and everything is fine! :D

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