Author's Note: Hellllllllooooooooooooo. This chapter will make you happy. I have been home sick with a terrible sore throat, so I sat here all day and typed this. :D Be happy! I could have slept. I can't talk though... I'm trying out monday for my high school's talent show and I'm singing... so I have to "rest." Ehhh i'll stop babbling. Read on!

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'Mista T?'


For his Lucy.

The woman was the source of both of their problems. She had been the one the judge had wanted, the one he coveted so much that he had to send Benjamin Barker to try to get to her. Even that hadn't worked. Raped, poisened and dead inside, Lucy Barker had become such a wreck... but not before abandoning her daughter over to Eleanor. Johanna could have been happy if her mother hadn't been stupid enough to fall for Turpin's trick; but she was indeed a true dumb blond.

"Yellow 'air is ugly anyway." Nellie spat, twirling a piece of her auburn hair through her fingers. "But 'e always loved it..."

Had Benjamin Barker returned without her knowing? Had everything Sweeney told her been a lie?

She wished the answer was just as simple as breathing.

She couldn't live without air, but most of all, she couldn't live without Sweeney Todd.


Sweeney sighed as he sat down on the edge of a small, creaky bed. Lucy's new house was smaller than Mrs. Lovett's, and was empty, other than a few pieces of furniture, and of course, little Benjamin. What confused Sweeney the most, was why Lucy had trusted him so easily and brought him back here.

But that didn't matter right now.

"You're house is so small, Lucy." He whispered as she sat down beside him. "Where is your husband?"

"Out." Lucy leaned closer to him, pressing her lips softly to the side of his face. "But I want you."

Sweeney growled, a low rumble in his throat as she leaned towards his lips. He kissed her, hard and long, and smiled into it. He felt her smile back, but she pulled away from his lips so hers were only inches from his.

"Benjamin, I knew you'd never stop loving me." She whispered, untying the back of her dress.

Sweeney smiled as the dress fell from her body and she sat beside him, her pale skin exposed to him. She was so vulnerable, so wonderous so... stupid.

As she leaned in to kiss him again, Sweeney pulled the razor from his side and slit her throat in one quick movement. The puzzled and pained look on Lucy's face made him grin as he used her dress to wipe the blood away from his razor. She fell to the floor in a soft thud, clutching the wound on her throat, tears stinging her eyes.

"Stupid wench. You really believed I still loved you? There was never a chance in hell I would ever have gone back to you, scum." He leaned down towards her as her eyes began to flutter. "I love my Eleanor. I love my children, and I did what was neccissary to get my son back."

Lucy opened her mouth, but all that came out was the gurgle of blood as it flowed from her mouth.

"Farewell Lucy." He whispered, caressing her face softly. "And tell your husband I said "hello"."

Lucy reached for him, but with another quick swipe of his razor, she was silenced for good.

Lucy Barker was finally dead.


Eleanor rubbed her arms as a cool breeze rushed through her bedroom door. She couldn't understand why it was open; she had closed it before she had gone to bed. But as she sat up in bed, she gasped as a figure creapt towards her. Before she could scream, a familiar pair of lips crept their way towards hers in hunger. She closed her eyes, letting her hands tangle in his hair.

Abruptly, she pulled away, staring into the dark eyes of Sweeney Todd.

"Wot are yeh doin' back 'ere?" She asked, her eyes narrowing.

Sweeney smiled, and held out the bundle in his arms. "To bring back our child."

Eleanor gasped as the cherubic face of Benjamin Todd slept soundly in his fathers arms. She couldn't believe that Sweeney had gotten him back, but it left the unanswered truth about him and Lucy...

"If you're curious, Lucy is dead." Sweeney stated.

"WOT?" Eleanor yelled, pulling the covers away.

Sweeney took Benjamin over to the bassinet and set him in beside his sister, his eyes remaining closed in slumber. "I told you, I love you Eleanor. I was going to do whatever it took to get our son back, even if that meant getting that disgusting woman to trust me."

"Yeh were kissin' 'er-" Eleanor whispered.

"To get her to trust me!" Sweeney pushed Eleanor back down, leaning close to her so his lips were inches from hers. "You bore my children Eleanor. You own my heart. You're my other half! What more do you want from me? Do you want me to bloody spell it out for you? I love only you. I didn't have sex with, I lead her on to where I could kill her. Eleanor Lovett, I want to take you to the sea so I can marry you. Damn woman! I want you."

He kissed her, longer than ever, and she kissed back, tears stinging her eyes. She knew what he said couldn't have been a lie, but she had doubted him, and she felt terrible.

Sweeney pulled away, feeling the tears on her face. "It's alright Eleanor. I know you had every reason to doubt me. But I am promising you here and now that I am yours forever."

"I know." She whispered, pulling his lips down to hers. "I want yeh."

Three words. Three words, just as powerful as saying "I love you", was all it took for everything to get so much better. Everything was out of their way now; no more judge, no more Beadle, and especially no more Lucy. Everything would finally be peaceful for her and her Sweeney Todd. Now the last and finaly piece to her fairytale ending was a seaside wedding...

And boy, could that be devised.


End Note: Soooooooo not the ending. I promise. Sorry that it's kind of lame. I hope you like that Lucy is finally gone, I mean... twenty-seven chapters later...