A/N: Song Was written by me!
He couldn't just leave her here by herself. What was she thinking? Did she have a death wish?
Mrs. Lovett didn't look up from the pie she was making as Sweeney entered the room. She expected him to scold, to threaten, to demand an explanation, to drag her forcefully from the room.
She did not expect him to come up behind her, wrap his arms around her waist and sing quietly in her ear.
"What is it that's keeping you here?
You're taking everything you love with you, my dear.
Your best dresses and your jewelery are already packed.
If you think you'd miss your rolling pin,
Then go ahead and throw that on the stack.
Or is it the building itself and the ghosts of the past,
That keep you tied to this place?
If that's the case, then I shall stay as well.
Protect you and keep you company.
The boy, too, it'll be us three,
Almost like we was a real family.
But just think what more there could be!
You can have everything you ever wanted.
An honest business, a wedding, a home.
Maybe even a child of our own.
You'll have the sea, and me."
So he did get it, after all. She turned in his arms and hugged him tightly. For once in her life, she was actually speechless.
He breathed a sigh of relief. If she'd needed that little convincing, she must not have really wanted to stay after all.
"Come on, let's get your things, then."