Author's Note: Wow. I have finally updated. Yess. Well not much to say here, but updates will be more often. I have a laptop now!

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Nothing's Gonna 'urt You, Not While I'm Around...


"We did ma'am. He was nowhere in sight."

Eleanor tsked. "Sorry, bu' I can' 'elp yeh 'ere. I 'ave children ter take care o'."

"May I ask, are they your children with him?"

A loud smack filled the room as she went to close the door.

"Who me children's father is, is no concern ter yeh. Try takin' yeh're search elsewhere." As she closed the door and she leaned against it in frustration, she knew that they had to leave again. This time though, she was letting Sweeney Todd leave without her.

"Mr. Todd!" She yelled, running out the back door. "We 'ave a problem."


He groaned, horror falling across his features as he paced the room. He didn't want to have to kill again, but what choice did he have now that Eleanor and the children were in danger again,because of him? He was a pathetic excuse for a husband and a father.

"Wot are we sposed' ter do now?" Eleanor asked, her arms crossing across her chest as she stared him down.

She had decided, that no matter the decision he made, whether it was to leave again or not, that she was going with him wherever he went. Eleanor couldn't afford to lose Sweeney again; not after five years of not knowing whether he would see his children ever again or not. She didn't know if he had been living or rotting in a hole somewhere, and it scared her to death. A life without Sweeney Todd was no life at all.

"I'm going to have to leave." He muttered, running a hand through his dark hair. "I hate to, but I need to take care of this. If the law is still searching for me, then I need to leave to protect you and the kids."

"Sweeney Todd, yeh aren' leavin' this 'ouse until yeh tell me yeh're takin' me with yeh." Eleanor spat, her brow crinkling in frustration.

Sweeney looked over at her, his eyes hard. "You have the children to take care of. You are not risking your life for my mistakes."

"They're my mistakes ter!" She yelled stomping a foot on the wooden floor. "I baked them people inter pies fer yeh! This is jus' as much of me own fault as i' is yehr's."

He turned away from her, holding his head in frustration. "I will not take you back to London, and that's final."

Eleanor stared at him in awe. She couldn't believe him! She was as much to blame as he, and he wouldn't take her back because he was afraid of losing her? "How do yeh bloody think I'll feel if I were ter ever lose yeh!"

"I know." He whispered, grabbing her hand. "I know that you want to help me, but I can't risk losing you."

"Sweeney," Eleanor sighed. "I'm not Lucy. I'm no' feeble, an' I damn well can take care o' meself."

"That doesn't matter!" He yelled louder and she jumped back, remembering the times when he had yelled at her before. She was afraid, and he hated himself. He was letting his anger get the best of him again, and he was hurting the person he cared about the most in the world.

"Sweeney, I'm sorry, but I'm no' le'in' yeh go withou' me." She held her hands together in front of her, feeling the tears cling to her eyes.

"Damn it!" He slammed his fist against the wall and stormed away from her, back to one of the bedrooms. He was fuming; he didn't want near Eleanor because he knew that if she said something else to anger him, that he would take out one of the razors without realizing it. He didn't want to hurt her. No. No. No!

"Sweeney."

He turned, his eyes warm with tears as he saw the concern on her face.

"I know yeh ain' Benjamin Barker anymore, bu' yeh don' 'ave ter be a 'eartless killer no more either. Especially no' ter me." She sighed, wrapping her hand around his arm and turning him to face her. "I understan' wot yeh're sayin' love, bu' I'm not takin' the chance of losin' yeh. If yeh die, I'm bloody well goin' with yeh!"

"But it isn't just you and I anymore, Eleanor. We have two children now. I don't want them to live a life with no parents. I don't want them to be like Johanna! I don't want them to grow up with some stranger and never know their parents! I won't let it happen to them..."

"Sweeney." Eleanor whispered into his arm. "If we don' go an' take care o' these people, we may as well kiss our kids good bye now. Yeh're a wanted man. An' soon, I'm gonna be as bloody wanted ter. Bu' we can deal with this together."

"Together?" Sweeney stared down at her and she smiled. He smiled back, another tear rolling down his pale face. "Yes, we will do this together."


"Where is yeh goin' marm?" Benjamin asked, his green eyes fluttering towards his parents. "Is yeh goin' away with daddy?"

"Marm?" Jazzmyn whispered, her red curls bouncing as she latched onto her mothers leg.

"Yes, yeh're daddy and I are leavin' fer a lil' while lovies." She smiled and patted her daughters head. "Toby will be watchin' yeh until we ge' back."

"I will?" Toby peeked his head through the doorway with a smile. "Wot's goin' on mum?"

Eleanor shook her head and smiled. "Ol' business tha' me an' Mr. Todd need ter take care o'."

"It's the law, ain't it?"

"Yes." She sighed, turning away. "We don' know when we'll be back, so please, if anythin' 'appens, take care o' 'em."

Toby sighed, shaking his head. "Stop talkin' like that mum. Yeh two will be fine, I know it. Yeh always are."

"Toby, me boy, please. Promise me tha' no matters wot 'appens, yeh won' leave these ter alone." Mrs. Lovett pleaded her eyes wide. "I love yeh me boy. Please take care o' 'em."

"I will mum." Toby smiled and hugged her close to his chest. "Jus' come back alive."

She nodded, pulling away from him. She knew the probability was low, but she couldn't tell him that. She had already determined her death along time ago; next to Sweeney Todd.

Whether he died on this trip or not, that was for the law to decide… but Eleanor Lovett had decided that if either of them was going to die, she would make herself go in his place no matter what.


End Note: Please review...? Much lovee.