Hey guys, sorry for the long wait. I'm out of school for summer now so I'll plenty of more time to write now, yay! Hope you guys are still enjoying this and still reading it haha.

Haunted Dreams

Chapter 24

"Best sex ever!" Sweeney said facing the ceiling.

"Hmmhmm." Nellie replied.

They made love twice that night, and Sweeney swears it was the most passion he has ever felt in his life. Nellie on the other hand wasn't as surprise as Sweeney was. She was just so used to it by now. She's made love to Sweeney so many times. But she had to admit, last night was pretty great. Usually Sweeney was rough, because he didn't care about her, how she felt during the exchange. He only cared about his own pleasure. But last night, Nellie could tell he was starting to feel something for her. She looked at the ceiling and blushed furiously.

They both turned over so that they were facing each other.

"Why are you blushing?" He asked her.

She just shrugged and blushed more. He kissed her forehead.

They laid there and stared at each other until they heard little footsteps running down the hall. The bedroom door opened. Jeramey crawled up onto the bed, sitting in between his parents.

Nellie sat up, the bed's blankets covering her body. "Good morning" she said brightly.

"Hi" Jeramey said.

Sweeney moved out from under the covers, tackling his son, who squealed in delight.

"Put some clothes on!" Nellie shouted at him.

He dropped Jeramey down passed the bedroom door frame. "Go to the kitchen and wait for breakfast okay?"

"Okay" he ran off towards the kitchen, as fast as his tiny legs would take him.

Nellie thew herself into Sweeney's arms laughing playfully just as he was turning around, surprising him. She kissed him and released herself from his embrace. He wanted so badly to drag her back to bed, but Jeramey would just come back into the room before they would be able to finish anything. Only bad thing about having kids, your privacy is gone.

Both of them got dressed. Nellie picked up the flowers to change the water in the vases. "So you like them then?" Sweeney asked her.

"Of course." She said giving him a look saying 'obviously'.

They got dressed and ready for the day.

"So." Nellie said setting a plate of eggs on the table in front of them. "Have you bought the barber shop yet?" She asked looking at Sweeney.

"What's the rush?" He said playfully.

She leaned her elbows on the table, playfully looking back at him. "If you want more children, then your going to have to get a job."

"I have to go check every single shop in this town. You do realize that."

"Mr. Waters said there used to be a barber in this town." Nellie said looking confused.

"Yes." He said not grasping what she was saying.

She smiled at him in annoyance. "So just use that barber's old shop."

"I don't know what building it is."

"Then ask."

"Come with me." Sweeney said pouting. "I want to spend time with you."

Nellie stared at him wondering when he became such a flirt. "What about Jeramey?"

"Nettie and Daniel said they would take him for the day. Would you like to go to the park Jer?" He said smiling at his son.

"Ya." He said happily.


After breakfast Sweeney took Jeramey down to Nettie's little half owned home. When he got back, Nellie was standing near the entrance to the basement, looking curious. "Okay Jeramey is their cute, little, pain for the day now. Are you ready to go into town?"

She turned to look a him, "just a minute." She looked back at the basement steps. "I'm curious about something."

"Well take your time. We have all day." He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

She jumped back from his embrace. "And we will not be spending it that way."

"What way?" He said with a flirtatious grin on his face.

"You know what way." She grinned back. He tried to trap her in his arms again and she playfully smacked his hands away. He smacked her hands away and they both ended up adorably wrestling and laughing.

"Stop" she laughed. She lost the fight and was in his arms being kissed passionately. After claiming her lips for a long time, he went to her neck. "You made me lose my train of thought." She complained.

"Oh what a shame" he said while kissing her neck.

"Got it!" She said with an excited gasp. He stopped his kissing to look at her. She rested her hands on his shoulders. "I don't remember much about this house from the time I was in it before." She smiled. "But I think I recall their being a bathhouse."

"A bathhouse?"

She nodded.

"Are you sure your not thinking of bake house?"

"No. Bathhouse. There is a cellar down there though." She said looking towards the basement.

"And, you want to explore it?"

"Uh huh." She said grinning. "Just to find the bathhouse."

He stepped past her and opened the door, which slowly shifted open with a loud screech. "After you." She nodded and moved down the stairs. "Don't fall." He teased.

"Don't push me." She teased back.

"I would never. You might be pregnant."

"I'm not going to be pregnant after one night." She continued to tease.

"You might."


They reached the bottom of the stairs and looked around. It was dark and dank. Stretched before them was a long dark hallway, the walls were covered in stone. Sweeney rather liked it down here, it was quiet. "So where's this mysterious bathhouse? If it even exists."

"I don't know. I mean I know it's down here, I just don't remember where." She looked back at Sweeney, smiled, and then bolted off down the hallway shouting "race you".

"Nellie!" He protested. Then ran after her. Stupid woman, what is she thinking. It could be dangerous down here. Nellie kept on running, looking for the bathhouse. And Sweeney kept on chasing her. While doing so, he started to realize that this cellar could hold more than just a bathhouse. It was huge. And it seemed to stretch on for miles. "Nellie!" He screamed urgently. He can certainly picture her getting herself lost down here. But she didn't care. She just kept going until, eventually he couldn't see her anymore.

Not cool. What started out to be fun could turn into panic and Sweeney did not like it one bit. He came across a door on the right, and he took it, assuming that Nellie went that way. Now he was in the next level downward and it just happened to be a sewer. Someone would definitely not put a bathhouse down in the sewers. "Nell." He shouted. He officially lost her now. Yet he kept on walking straight. He came to a ledge and jumped down from it, oblivious to the ghost of a boy that almost grabbed him.


Nellie was having more fun than Sweeney was. She laughed and playfully kept on running. Maybe her good mood was because she wasn't as stubborn as Sweeney was and knew how to have a good time. Or maybe it was because she wasn't in the sewers. Better yet, she found the bathhouse.

Sweeney walked through the sewer, the water splashing under his feet. He kept feeling drafts of air hitting him. The air was also making a whistle sound. Was there wind down here? He came around a corner and found stairs leading up. He grabbed the railing. "Mista T" a voice said that made him stop and turn around. He looked down the hallway, and didn't see anything. "Mista T". He looked harder, straining his eyes and ears in the dark but couldn't see anything. Who's saying his name? It's not Nellie. It doesn't sound like her voice. He ignored it and continued climbing up the stairs. He reached the top. "Mista T." The voice was right in his ear. He jumped beating at the air.

"Who's there?" He demanded.

No reply.

He quickly closed the door behind him. Maybe it was the one glass of wine he had last night. Maybe Nellie put something in his eggs. Or maybe he was going mad (or more mad). He was shaking and his hands went clammy. Sweeney Todd doesn't believe in ghosts, but he could swore he just heard the voice of Tobias Ragg.

The stone turned to soft marble. She saw a gigantic pool shaped ring in the middle of the room surrounded by giant columns on either side. Okay, I can live with this. She thought looking at the bathhouse. Kings in England probably don't have it this good. She walked up to it, stepped inside, and checked the faucet. It seemed to be in good condition still. She turned behind her, looking back the way she came. Where did Sweeney go? She decided she better go look for him. She walked away from the bathhouse, making a reminder in her head to where it was. And she headed deeper into the cellar.

"Sweeney... Sweeney where are you?" She wandered in the dark shouting his name. She went around another corner that led to a dead end. Turning back around just led her to another dead end. She'll admit it, she was lost, and not having fun anymore. She stopped and looked around, letting lose a big, annoying sigh she took another right. "Sweeney." She crossed into one hallway and felt a chill run down her spine. She heard footsteps. "Sweeney, is that you?" She had an uneasy feeling. She knew it wasn't him but she turned to look anyway. She saw the shadow of a man lunge at her. She screamed and fell to the ground where she continued to scream and thrash and freak out. She got up and ran away still screaming.

She didn't know where the man went and she didn't care. She saw his face. He touched her body and it felt so cold. Like a sheet of icy air, the stranger passed right through her. "Die! Die! Forever die!" It screamed, mimicking her. Mimicking that night in the bake house when she said those same words to someone.

Sweeney heard her screams and ran in the direction of them. He didn't take long until he finally saw her. She came running at him and threw herself into his arms frantically sobbing. "Oh Sweeney! Oh my god!" He held her to him and rubbed her back, trying to calm her down.

"Come on lets get out of this bloody cellar."

They found their way back to the surface and closed the door, making sure it shut good and tight. They were both out of breath. And they were both shaking, even though neither of them mentioned what they saw.

"What was the point of going down there again?" Sweeney asked her.