As Our Worlds Collide

by I-am-Undisclosed

Better Summary inside: basically this is a story about a young woman from Ireland who had to suffer a tragedy much like Sweeney Todd's. When she moves to London her and Todd will learn that there's much more to life than grief and despair...

11. Chapter 11

Hey Everyone!!
Thanks for the great reviews!! Like I said before the reviews really motivates me to continue to keep writing. Just to let you all know Sweeney may seem a little out of character, but like I said before I think this will really work for his and Azrael's relationship. I hope you all will like this chapter and really enjoy it. The next chapter will be out soon, so please review me to let me know how I'm doing and Enjoy:-) Now... On With The Story!

It has been a few weeks since the plan arouse to make human pies and thanks to Mrs. Lovett's increasing prosperity, she ended up creating a modest outdoor eating garden outside the pie-shop, consisting of a large wooden table with two benches, a few bushes in pots, birds in cages. At rise, contented customers, one of whom is drunk, are filling the garden, devouring their pies, and drinking ale while Toby who was in a waiter's apron, drums up trade along the sidewalk. Inside the pie-shop, Mrs. Lovett is in a "fancy" gown, which was a sign of her upward mobility and also had Mr. Todd bring down the piano that was in Azrael's room, placed it up against the wall, so Azrael could play some songs for the ongoing customers.

However today was another day and once again was going to be a busy day. Mrs. Lovett was busy downstairs with Toby getting ready for the big rush that was to come in today, while Sweeney and Azrael were in Azrael's room. Sweeney had Azrael pinned up against the wall kissing her passionately clinging to her body with such need, he then hooked her leg around his waist and placed his hand underneath her dress and grazed his hand up the flesh of her thigh and then grabbed hold of her hearing her moan as he nipped her neck. Sweeney was about to go further until he heard a knock on Azrael's door. "Mrs. Rowena! Mrs. Lovett needs you!" Toby shouted.

Azrael gasped as Sweeney was starting to get more daring with her and was able to squeak out "I'll be down in a minute Toby!" She shouted.

Toby seemed satisfied with her answer and ran down the stairs not suspecting anything. Once Toby was gone, Azrael gently pushed Sweeney away from her "Sweeney we should really get to work." Sweeney smirked at her and then pulled her against him "what do you think I'm trying to do?" he asked as he tried to kiss her. Azrael then placed her hand over his mouth and smiled at him. "Sweeney I really should go down there. I don't feel like listening to Mrs. Lovett's scolding at this moment." Sweeney sighed and slowly nodded allowing her to walk out of the room.

Once Azrael walked down the stairs, she saw Mrs. Lovett standing next to the counter placing the human pies on top of the counter. Azrael sighed and slowly shook her head knowing that this plan of Mrs. Lovett and Mr. Todd's were chaotic. However, she figured that she couldn't stop it and was told by Sweeney plenty of times that there was a good reason as to why they're doing this. Therefore, she just held her tongue on the whole situation and went along with what they were doing. Grant it she refused to make the pies nor assist on harming the people so Mrs. Lovett decided that Azrael will be the entertainment. Azrael hated it; she wanted nothing to do with this whole situation and couldn't figure out a way to get out of it by not getting fired, so she just went with the flow.

Azrael sighed and then looked up over at Mrs. Lovett and grimaced at the pies. "So who is this today?" she asked.

Mrs. Lovett sighed and pulled out another pie from the oven. "A little blacksmith ya see he should be delectable to the crowd." Azrael sneered knowing that there was an actual human in that pie and then moved away from the counter. "Do we really have to do this? I mean honestly I know how to bake and make other things do we really need to make pies out of human beings?" Mrs. Lovett's eye widened and shushed Azrael since Toby was now in the room. "Shhh I don't want the boy to know about this! So you will keep yer mouth shut you hear me?" she said sternly to the younger woman before her.

Azrael then glared at Mrs. Lovett and crossed her arms "so you're going to allow an innocent boy eat cannibalism pies and make him believe it's something else?" she asked irritably.

Mrs. Lovett glared at Azrael, grabbed her arm, and yanked her into the other room. "How dare you talk to your employer in such a way? If it wasn't for me you wouldn't have a roof over yer head and be livin in the streets!" Azrael glared at the woman before and ripped her arm way from said woman. "Yeah well I'd rather be livin on the streets then serve human pies to customers! How can you sleep at night knowing that someone out there is missing their husband, wife or child?!? How can you honestly go through your days knowing that they are in mourning and don't even know why or who took their loved one away!" she shouted. Mrs. Lovett quickly caught on as to why Azrael was acting this way and started to chuckle. "I see now why you're acting like this. Your feeling remorse because you had the same thing happened to you. You actually feel bad for these people because you had your husband and child taken away from you so you feel as if you should feel horrible for these people. You feel responsible for not helping in protecting them from their murders and that is why you're so hostile to the situation. Well I'll tell you something Mrs. Rowena, if you were one of those families and I killed your husband I would have a nice soundless sleep for the rest of my days because people like you do not matter to me! My business matters and Mrs. Lovett's Meat Pies is tired of having no customers now if you excuse me I have to go serve my patrons." She muttered hotly and then stormed out of the room

Azrael was furious with the woman who left the room and couldn't believe that this woman had no remorse for the poor people, how can she be so heartless?!? But yet again how can Mr. Todd be that heartless as well. She still asked herself why she continued to stay here but then the realization all came back to her… she was falling for Mr. Todd, yes she knew that it wasn't the most smartest idea in the book but there was something about that man that made her feel that it was worth staying here. Yes, she still felt horrible for Gerry and Shannon and of course, she still felt completely odd about being with another man while her husband is laying six feet under but for some reason she had this very comforting feeling that Gerry was fine with this and that is what placed her at ease.

Meanwhile during her daze of thought, customers started piling in the shop, having Toby come rush into the room to grab Azrael. "Mrs. Rowena!" he shouted. Azrael quickly looked back at the boy, her thoughts quickly cut off "Yes Toby?" she asked softly. Toby smiled at Azrael and then walked up to her and grabbed her hand. "Come on Mrs. Rowena there are people coming!" he said excitedly. Azrael sighed, "Bless this little boy's heart," she thought to herself as she felt him tug her out of the other room and into the shop.

Once she was in the room she saw crowds of people bustling in and taking seats either enjoying their pies or waiting for some, just then Toby started shouting to the people "Ladies and gentlemen, May I have your attention, perlease? Are your nostrils aquiver and tingling as well at that delicate, luscious ambrosial smell? Yes, they are, I can tell. Well, ladies and gentlemen, that aroma enriching the breezes like nothing compared to its succulent source, as the gourmets among you will tell you, of course. Ladies and gentlemen, you can't imagine the rapture in store. Here you'll sample Mrs. Lovett's meat pies, savory and sweet pies, as you'll see. You who eat pies, Mrs. Lovett's meat pies conjure up the treat pies used to be!"

Just then, Toby then heard a man call for him. "Over here, boy, how about some ale?" Then another man shouted. "Let me have another, laddie!" Toby then quickly ran to go help the customers while Azrael sighed and stood there with her arms crossed. Mrs. Lovett then glared at Azrael and placed a pie right in front of her "Hand these out!" she said hotly irritated with Azrael's stubbornness. Azrael sighed and placed it in front of one lady, the lady then looked up at Azrael and smiled her. "Tell me, are they flavorsome?" she asked. Azrael sighed and was about to answer until another patron answered for her. "They are." Then another lady nodded with a huge grin on her face. "Isn't this delicious?" Azrael then rolled her eyes and walked away from the crowed and then walked back up to the counter and then heard Mrs. Lovett walking up behind her "One for the gentleman… Hear the birdies cheeping, Helps to keep it cheery…" she said in a friendly tone, but then noticed the beggar woman snooping around her shop. "Toby! Throw the old woman out!" Azrael then quickly turned around and glared at Mrs. Lovett. "Honestly woman, are you that cruel that you'll kick out a poor defenses woman who doesn't do a thing to harm your facility?" she said irritably.

Mrs. Lovett glared at Azrael and then crossed her arms. "Do not tell me how to run my shop Mrs. Rowena. I have had that beggared constantly harboring my facility and for her to not to any longer loiter this place is to have her kicked out!" Azrael then glared at the woman before her. "Then give her a bloody pie or a scrap. Be a little charitable!" she muttered hotly. Mrs. Lovett then sneered at Azrael, grabbed her arm, and yanked her to the piano "Enough! I will not hear anymore of this. You are to sit here and play your little songs to make my customers happy do you understand!" she shouted, pushing Azrael down onto the bench. Azrael glared at Mrs. Lovett softly rubbing her because it was sore and gently opened the lid "as you wish milady…" she said begrudgingly but then had a little smirk on her face and started to play a tune and started to sing.

"How can I pretend that I don't see? What you hide so carelessly? I saw her bleed…"

Mrs. Lovett then quickly turned around and stared at Azrael wide-eyed realizing what she was doing.

"You heard me breathe and I froze inside myself and turned away I must be dreaming…"

Azrael then looked up from her piano and smirked at Mrs. Lovett noticing the evil glare she was receiving from the woman.

"We all live and… We all die but… That does not begin to justify you. It's not what it seems, not what you think no, I must be dreaming… It's only in my mind, not real life No, I must be dreaming…"

Azrael knew this was catching the audience's attention and that is why she knew that Mrs. Lovett ran up the stairs to grab Mr. Todd. Azrael had to smile at herself as she played the tune and noticed that Sweeney and Mrs. Lovett were now down the stairs staring at Azrael. Azrael gave them both a wicked smirk and continued to sing.

"Help! You know I've got to tell someone tell them what I know you've done. I fear you but spoken fears can come true."

She then noticed Sweeney slowly moving towards her now understanding why Mrs. Lovett was so frantic to get him down here, but this didn't stop Azrael no… she continued to sing.

"We all live and… We all die but… That does not begin to justify you. It's not what it seems, not what you think No, I must be dreaming… It's only in my mind, Not real life No, I must be dreaming…"

She then heard Sweeney speak to her. "Azrael…" he said softly trying to get her attention. However, Azrael wouldn't stop, she needed to get her anger out and in a way this was helping her.

"We all live and…We all die but… That does not begin to justify you. It's not what it seems, not what you think No, I must be dreaming… It's only in my mind, not real life No, I must be dreaming…"

She then stopped playing, then rose up from the piano still staring directly at Mr. Todd, and then started to walk towards the counter.

"Not what it seems, not what you think I must be dreaming… Just in my mind, not in real life I must be dreaming…"

she sang softly as she picked up a pie and gave him a daring look as she walked out of the shop and placed the pie right in front of the poor beggar woman and smiled at her. "Here you go luv. Next time someone kicks you out of this shop just holler for me and I'll be right there alright?" The woman smiled at Azrael and then rose up to hug her. "Thank you so much lass, you truly are a blessing." Azrael smiled hugging the beggared woman and started to chuckle. "It's the least I can do." She then released the woman and started to walk back into the shop.

Once Azrael walked in, she heard a cheer from the crowd who were applauding her for her song, Azrael grinned at this and then gently curtseyed to them she then looked up at Mr. Todd and Mrs. Lovett with a knowing smirk on her face. As Azrael walked up to them, Mrs. Lovett was about to scold her until a very handsome gentleman walked up to Azrael and tapped her shoulder. Azrael quickly turned around and smiled at the man before her, she noticed that he had dark brown hair and brown eyes (Think of Christian Bale from the Prestige) and a very charming grin. "Excuse me miss but please don't think of me as being so forward but you have an absolutely stunning voice." Azrael giggled at the man before her and gave him a wide grin. "Well thank you very much sir, a lass always enjoys her work being appreciated." The man then took her hand and gently kissed it giving her a debonair smirk on his face. "A lass like you should always be appreciated." He said suavely. Azrael giggled and then felt someone grab her and yank her behind them; she then noticed it was Mr. Todd. "You have something you're trying to get at boy?" he asked very sternly. The man looked at Mr. Todd surprised of the man's reaction. "I'm sorry sir but I was only trying to compliment on the lady's singing." Just then, they both heard a female voice speak. "Azrael." She said loudly enough for both of them to hear her. Sweeney quickly turned to look at her, while the man was smiling at her. Azrael smiled back at him and held out her hand for him to shake. "My name is Azrael." The man grinned at her as he took her hand and shook it. "Daniel… Daniel Miller, and may I say that it is an honor of knowing you." Azrael grinned at the man and started to giggle. "And it's an honor of knowing you as well kind sir." Daniel smiled at her and was about to continue speaking with her until Sweeney grabbed her arm and yanked her away from him. "Azrael you are to come with me and help assist with the customers!" Azrael quickly looked back at him and frowned. "But Mr. Todd I am supposed to stay down here and help Mrs. Lovett." Mr. Todd glared at Azrael, yanked her fully away from Daniel, and started leading her up the stairs. "She will have to deal your staying with me!" he said sternly as he yanked her up the stairs, without even saying a word to Mrs. Lovett nor the gentleman they left downstairs.

Once they made it upstairs, Sweeney yanked Azrael into her room and then slammed the door shut and locked it so they wouldn't have any disruptions.

Sweeney then quickly turned around to face her with pure anger in his eyes. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?!" he shouted. Azrael stared at him wide-eyed in shock from his sudden outburst. "What do you mean!? It's called being friendly to the customers!" she shouted. Sweeney gritted his teeth, then grabbed her, forcefully sat her down in a chair, and then straddled her hips with his blade now on her neck. "No… it's called you being polite to the gentleman because you fancy him." He stated very grimly. Azrael sighed tired of him threatening her like this and then looked up at him and glared back at him. "What does it matter to you Mr. Todd?!? I was only being a good worker and greeting the customer properly. Why such a need to threaten my life?" Sweeney then growled and then grabbed her hair then tilted her head back.

"Because you're mine…," he said in a low, grim tone.

Azrael's eyes widen in such surprise after hearing this confession from him. She knew this was a huge step for him to admit that he didn't want her with anyone else even though he had to admit it in a threatening way but oddly enough she was touched even though there was a blade against her neck. Azrael gulped as she stared up into those penetrating eyes of his, but then that's when her anger arose as well. "Well you never gave me any reason to believe that I was worth anything to you so how do you expect me to know that you don't want me to be sweet on anyone else?" Sweeney then growled again keeping his blade firmly against her neck.

"It should be obvious!" he shouted.

Azrael then glared at him. "What kissing me the way you do! Touching me the way you do! Do you honestly think that indicates a relationship!?" she shouted. Sweeney then glared at her rage burning through his veins. "Yes actually I do! Do you honestly think I do this with any woman Azrael!?! If I did I'd be on Mrs. Lovett like an obese child would be on cake and not care if it effects you! Azrael the only woman I've ever been with was my wife! Just like I know the only man you've probably ever been with was your husband! I'm not some man who openly admits what they feel in fear that it'll be taken away from me!" he then sighs and gently moves the blade away from her neck and slowly shakes his head in despair… "I can't have that again… I cant have something that I care about taken away from me again… don't you see Azzie that man out there to me was just like the Judge and I refuse having him take something that means something to me." Azrael stared up at him in shock of this man's revelations… He did care for her, which meant he wasn't that heartless as she would've thought he would be and this amazed her… but was she ready enough to finally let go and give her complete heart to this man? Was he even ready to do such a thing for her? She didn't know but this confession made her believe that maybe things will start to grow further in their so called relationship… heck maybe she will be able to officially call it a relationship soon, she guessed she'd have to wait and see.

Azrael then gently placed her hand on his cheek and gave him a soft smile, which made him relax a bit. He moved his cheek into her hand and then placed his hand on top of hers giving her a pleading look. "Tell me Azrael…," he said softly. Azrael arched her brow at him but gave him a small smile.

"Tell you what Sweeney?" she asked softly.

Sweeney then rested his forehead against hers and then let out a huge sigh. "That you're mine…" Azrael grinned at him and then placed a soft kiss on his lips. "As long as you say that your mine as well…" Sweeney smiled at her, a real smile and then gave her a needy kiss her on the lips.

Once Sweeney broke the kiss he then gently rose up off of her and pulled her out of the seat. He then gently pulled her towards the bed and then laid her down. Sweeney then pulled off his jacket, his vest, and then kicked off his shoes and then laid down beside her. He then gently wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tightly against him and listed to her hum an Irish tune which helped him drift off to sleep, happy to actually have this woman in his arms.

A Couple of hours later Sweeney woke to see that Azrael was still soundly asleep in his arms and couldn't help but smile down at her. He then gently rose up from the bed trying his hardest not to wake her and then quietly walked out of her room. As he strolled down the stairs he couldn't help but keep thinking about the woman who was still soundly asleep in her room… what was it that they had? He knew that he couldn't stand to see her talk to that man the way she did and yet… he wouldn't allow her to be to much in his heart for fear that he was betraying Lucy and Joanna. But was it so wrong? After all Lucy was gone, and this woman respected him so much for still being completely true to his wife but yet there was something about Azrael that couldn't stop him from yearning her… and just by seeing that man be sweet with her drove him crazy. It made him feel as if she was to be taken away from him just like Lucy and Joanna were and that's when he blew, he'll be damned before he'd let anyone take Azrael away from him and that's what worried him most. For if, one woman who was not his wife could do this to him and make him feel these feelings, then what else was she capable of doing?

Sweeney then finally made it down the steps and saw that the day had grown a little darker and then decided to ask Mrs. Lovett what time it was wondering how it possibly gotten so late. "Mrs. Lovett what time is it?" he asked.

Mrs. Lovett then looked up at him completely confused as to why he'd ask such a thing. "It's six Mr. T." Sweeney's eyes then widened in surprise and then repeated her. "Six o'clock!" Mrs. Lovett then nodded still giving him a confused look. "Yes sir it's six o'clock." Sweeney then groaned out of frustration. While Mrs. Lovett realized why he was so aggravated and then tried to calm him down. "It was due to arrive at a quarter to five… And it's six o'clock! I've been waiting all day! But it should have been here by now!" he said irritably. Mrs. Lovett sighed and then placed her hand on his shoulder. "And it's probably already down the block! It'll be here, it'll be here! Have a beaker of beer and stop worrying, dear. Now, now…" Sweeney then groaned and then started to walk out towards the garden, he then caught sight of the thing he was waiting for and then quickly turned back into the shop and tried to get Mrs. Lovett's attention. "Psst!" he said loudly enough to get her attention.

Mrs. Lovett sighed and slowly walked up towards him. "Yes, what, love? Quick, though, the trade is brisk."

Sweeney then smirked at her. "But it's here!" Mrs. Lovett then arched her brow. "It's where?" Sweeney then had a sadistic smirk on his face. "Coming up the stair!" Mrs. Lovett then nodded. "I'll get rid of this lot as they're still pretty hot and then I'll be there!" Mr. Todd nodded as he was about to head up the stairs. "It's about to be opened or don't you care?" he asked. Mrs. Lovett then shook her head "No, I'll be there! I will be there! But they'll never be sold if I let 'em get cold but we have to prepare!" she muttered as he headed up the stairs while she started to shoo off her crowed.

A couple of hours later Azrael woke from her nap and saw that Sweeney was no longer there. She let out a soft sigh and then walked out of her room and heard some sounds going on in his. Azrael then gently knocked on the door and heard him shout to come in, Azrael then opened the door to see him and Mrs. Lovett in the room with a brand new chair sitting in the middle of the room. Sweeney then quickly turned his head to see that Azrael had came in and smiled at her as he rushed over to her and grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the chair. "Azrael is that a chair fit for a king, a wondrous neat and most particular chair? You tell me where is there a seat can half compare with this particular thing! I have a few minor adjustments to make…" He then looked over at Mrs. Lovett. "They'll take a moment. And then I'll call you…" Azrael looked over at the chair and then looked back up to him and smiled. "It's pretty." She stated simply. Sweeney smiled at this until they both heard Mrs. Lovett scoff. "It's gorgeous! It's gorgeous! Can't you see that Azrael It's perfect! It's gorgeous!" She then looked over at Mr. Todd "You make your few Minor adjustments Mr. T. You take your time; I'll go see to the customers." She said happily, as she walked out of the room.

Once she was gone, Sweeney looked back at Azrael and smirked at her. "Want to help me build it?" Azrael then giggled as she looked over at the equipment and smiled at him. "I don't think you'll want me to be doin tha Sweeney, after all I don't know how to build one of these crazy contraptions." Sweeney then chuckled and then walked up to her and placed his hands on her sides and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. "Then you shall be my Tool Lass and hold my tools for me." Azrael giggled and slowly shook her head. "Ya know I always end up bein the Tool Lass! I'm startin to wonder if ya blokes are worried about me buildin things!" Sweeney then chuckled "Alright Mrs. Rowena you shall help me. But please listen to every word I say, it's direly important." Azrael nodded and then pick up a tool and started to follow Sweeney's instructions.

Once the chair was finished being built he went to go grab Mrs. Lovett to show her the chair and once they came both came in Azrael was doing the final changes on the chair, and to Sweeney's surprise, she did a fabulous job. Azrael gently rose up, cleaned off her dress from the dust and dirt, and smiled at them as they entered the room. Sweeney then pulled Mrs. Lovett towards the chair and gestured toward it. "When I pound the floor, it's a signal to show that I'm ready to go, when I pound the floor! I just want to be sure. When I'm certain that you're in place…" Mrs. Lovett then nodded. "When you pound the floor, yes, you told me, I know, You'll be ready to go." She then looks over at him hopefully. "When you pound the floor, Will you trust me? Will you trust me? I'll be waiting below for the whistle to blow…" Mr. Todd nodded thrill with his chair, just dying to try it out. Just then they heard someone shouting. "More pie!" Mrs. Lovett sighed and then grabbed Azrael's hand "come luv we have to go serve more people and start shooing them out!" Azrael nodded and then followed Mrs. Lovett out of the room.

Once they were able to get rid of all of the crowds that night it was then finally time for Azrael, Mrs. Lovett, and Toby to rest. Mrs. Lovett went to go take care of Toby while Azrael figured that she should go get some rest. As Azrael strode up the stairs she then heard Sweeney softly singing to himself in his room, Azrael figured she may as well check to see if he was alright. So she gently walked up towards his door and saw that it was slightly open and then slowly opened it to see him staring out the window obviously deep in though, she then gently moved herself inside of the room not trying to make a sound so she wouldn't disrupt him and then heard him sing again.

"I feel you, Johanna, I feel you do they think that walls can hide you? I am in the dark beside you caring for you, protecting you. Johanna… And are you beautiful and pale, with yellow hair, like her? I'd want you beautiful and pale, the way I've dreamed you were, Johanna. And if you're beautiful what then with yellow hair, like wheat I think we shall not meet again my little dove, my sweet Johanna…"

Azrael frowned when she overheard him knowing how hard it might be for him to realize that when he does see his daughter that she will resemble so much of his late wife. But what was even worse is the fact that he may never want to see her at all for that reason itself.

"Goodbye, Johanna. You're gone, and yet you're mine. I'm fine, Johanna, I'm fine and if I never hear your voice, my turtle-dove, my dear I still have reason to rejoice the way your head is clear Johanna…"

Azrael had tears in her eyes as she listened to this man sing about his daughter. She couldn't help but to feel the pain he was having and wished for nothing at this moment to force him to believe that seeing his daughter was the right thing to do, and to not give up on her but she knew that he needed his privacy. Therefore, she sat there as quite as she could and listened to him sing.

"I feel you, And in that darkness when I'm blind with what I can't forget Johanna It's always morning in my mind, my little lamb, my pet Johanna. You stay, Johanna, Johanna The way I dreamed you were. Oh look, Johanna, a star buried sweetly in your yellow hair a shooting star… And though I'll think of you I guess, until the day I die, I think I miss you less and less as every day goes by Johanna."

Azrael's heart was shattering as she continued to listen to this. It was so heartbreaking to think that he was slowly missing his daughter less and less because of their separation but she knew that he needed to see her, needed to have her in his arms and embrace him to make him realize that he still really needed his daughter, all he really needed was just to see.

"And you'd be beautiful and pale and look too much like her If only angels could prevail we'd be the way we were Johanna. I feel you, Johanna, Wake up, Johanna! Unnerve the bright red day we learn Johanna, to say Goodbye… we will learn to say Goodbye…"

Once he was finished, Azrael then gently walked up to him and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Sweeney?" she said softly, Sweeney sighed and then turned around to face Azrael with a look of remorse on his face. Azrael saw the pure heartache in this man's eyes and then gently wrapped her arms around him and hugged him as he held her tightly.

"Azzie…" he whispered desperately as he continued to hold her.

Azrael sighed as she gently removed herself from him and gave him a sympathetic look. "Sweeney what is this talk of not wanting to see your daughter again?" she asked softly. Sweeney sighed and then moved away from her to stare out the window "I'm terrified to see her. Azzie, what if she looks like Lucy? I don't think I can bear to see her knowing that my wife is in her… if she resembles her." Azrael frowned and then gently walked up next to him and continued to stare out the window. "Your greatest fear is my only wish… I wish I can see my daughter again and see how much she resembles my husband and me. I wish she were here so I can hold her, and touch her. The one thing you wish not to seek is the one thing I desire in my own. My greatest fear is that one day I'll realize that I won't miss them anymore, that I'll forget their faces and not remember their touch or their words." She then looked up at Sweeney and then crossed her arms. "You don't know how lucky you are to still have your child Sweeney. I'd give anything to have my little girl back and as much as this sounds to be a stop complaining thing you're just being foolish bit. It's not… I just wish you could see how lucky you are to know that your daughter is still here and that if anything if I were you I'd hope and pray that she'd look just like your Lucy. So that way I would know that, she has a part of her mother in her, and what more of a special gift is that. To know that Lucy isn't officially dead and to know that even though it will hurt to see her that it will always be the most greatest vision you could've ever have received in her."

Sweeney sighed and then looked over at Azrael. "How can you be so sure? Azzie what if I cant be the proper father that she needs? Why if she despises me for being gone for so long?" I don't think I could bare it."

Azrael sighed, then turned him to face her, and then gave him a very determined look. "Sweeney, you will be a proper father because when you lay eyes on tha lil girl you'll do everything in your power to make that girls life perfect. And for her hating you for being away for so long, that won't happen because she will be as thrilled to see you as you will with her and never ever hate you for something you couldn't control." Sweeney then sighed and then looked up into her eyes and frowned. "and what about you? how do you keep on living so strongly knowing that all you've ever had is gone. That you will never see them ever again? How do you live from that sort of pain?" he asked.

Azrael sighed and then gently shrugged her shoulders as she moved away from him and started to sing.

"The lights go out all around me, one last candle to keep out the night and then the darkness surrounds me I know I'm alive, but I feel like I've died…"

She then looks up at him with tears in her eyes.

"And all that's left is to accept that it's over, my dreams ran like sand through the fists that I made. I try to keep warm but I just grow colder."

She then starts to walk up towards the chair and grazes her fingertips against the cool leather of the armrest

"I feel like I'm slipping away… After all this has passed, I still will remain, After I've cried my last. There'll be beauty from pain. Though it won't be today, Someday I'll hope again and there'll be beauty from pain."

She then looks up at him and then gives him a small smile.

"You will bring beauty from my pain."

Sweeney looked at her very surprised but couldn't help but smile a bit from her confession. Azrael then gently walked around the chair still gliding her fingertips over it, meanwhile neither her nor Sweeney knew that Mrs. Lovett just walked up to his door and was hearing the whole conversation between them.

"My whole world is the pain inside me the best I can do is just get through the day. When life before is only a memory I wonder why God let me walk through this place…"

She then sighs and slowly shakes her head.

"And though I can't understand why this happened, I know that I will when I look back someday."

She then looks up at him and gives him a soft smile as she walk towards him.

"And see how you've brought beauty from ashes, and made me as gold purified through these flames."

Mrs. Lovett was now standing directly next to the door seeing the whole scene before her eyes. Azrael was now right in front of Sweeney and then gently placed her hand on his cheek.

"After all this has passed I still will remain. After I've cried my last. There'll be beauty from pain, though it won't be today. Someday I'll hope again, and there'll be beauty from pain."

She then gently rests her forehead against his.

"You will bring beauty from my pain."

He then gently leads her towards his bed locking his eyes with hers.

"Here and I am at the end of me."

He then lays her down on the bed with him now climbing on top of her.

"Trying to hold to what I can't see."

He then stares down at her as he straddles her hips, while Mrs. Lovett gasped at the scene before her. Sweeney then pulls Azrael's arms up above her head and pins them there with one hand as she continued to sing.

"I forgot how to hope this night's been so long."

Azrael then stares up at him as she feels his other hand caress her cheek and then moves down from her neck down to her chest feeling his fingertips glide down her body.

"I cling to your promise there will be a dawn."

He then moves his hands back up to the front of her dress and starts to pull on the laces making her dress looser as he starts to undress her, once he was finished he then started to unbutton his shirt and vest and shrug them off himself.

"After all this has passed, I still will remain. After I've cried my last there'll be beauty from pain, though it won't be today someday I'll hope again. And there'll be beauty from pain."

She then felt him take his hand off her wrists and then move them down to her dress and gently helped her out of it, Azrael then smiled up at him as he stared down at her with such need and then softly whispered.

"You will bring beauty from my pain."

Sweeney now had her finally out of her dress as he leaned down and passionately kissed her, once the kiss was broken they both were breathing very heavily, Sweeney then gently rested his forehead against hers and sighed.

"Azrael… please… let me feel, the whole time I was in that god forsaken prison has made me completely numb to this world. Show me to feel again, help make me feel again." He whispered desperately.

Azrael stared up at him and without a second notice; she grabbed his head and passionately kissed him, laying back down onto the bed. Sweeney was now between her legs, licking her bottom lip begging for permission, Azrael willingly opened her mouth and allowed his tongue to fight with her for dominance. "Damn you're so beautiful." He whispered, he then placed his hand on Azrael's thigh and glided it up her side and then rolled his fingers over the tip of her breast getting a nice moan out of Azrael as they continued to kiss. He then wrapped both of arms around her and then grinded his hips against hers moaning along with her. He then gently pulled her up and then maneuvered himself to lay his back against the headboard and then unbuttoned and pulls off his pants giving Azrael a dangerous look as he threw his pants away as if there were nothing, Sweeney then sat there giving Azrael a very deep, dark look and motioned her to come to him. "Come here." He said darkly. Azrael followed his command and crawled up to him; Sweeney then grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap having her straddle his hips. Azrael gently wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately, Azrael felt Sweeney's hands roaming all over her body and couldn't help but feel her body shiver from his touch. Sweeney then broke the kiss and then cupped her breast rolling his thumb over her tip causing her moan. "Sweeney…" she said breathlessly. Sweeney then took her other breast and placed his lips against it and started to nip and suck on it, Azrael then placed her hands on his head pushing him further not wanting to stop. Sweeney then lapped his tongue over the tip while his hand was playing with the other. Azrael moaned and continued to grind her hips against his, making grow harder and harder for her. He couldn't take it anymore and ripped himself away from her breasts and then ferociously kissed her as he lifted her hips up and thrust inside of her.

As soon as Sweeney did this they both moaned against each other's lips from the wonderful feeling, Sweeney held his hands on Azrael's hips and started to thrust. Azrael broke then kiss and tilted her head back moaning, while Sweeney gritted in teeth as he continued to thrust inside her. The feeling of him inside her was amazing, Sweeney was so much in a trance with this woman, that he couldn't help but want more of her. Azrael then placed her hands on his shoulders and started to ride him harder and faster, causing them both to moan loudly. "Azrael…" Sweeney whispered breathlessly as he moved his hands up from her hips and onto her breasts kneading and loving them. Sweeney couldn't help but watch this beautiful woman ride him and couldn't help but thrust harder and deeper inside her. Azrael moaned and arched her back from the intensity they were both having and was glad her hands were on his shoulders for the support. As Sweeney continued to watch this beautiful siren ride him, it made him want to consume every bit of her so he quickly grabbed her hips making her stop and quickly laid her down and forced her to wrap her legs around his waist and started to thrust hard and deeply into her. Azrael literally screamed from pleasure as he continued to thrust into her. Sweeney then growled holding her tightly against him rhythmically moving his hips into hers. "Tell me…," he said in a rough, gruff tone. Azrael gasped and arched her back from another wave of pleasure she was getting from him and then asked breathlessly. "What?" Sweeney then growled and with another thrust from his hips, he said. "That you're mine… Say it." He said once again in his rough, gruff tone. Azrael moaned moving her hips against his to make the friction between them more passionate and breathlessly whispered. "I'm yours. Oh God Sweeney I'm Yours…" Sweeney then smirked at her, and then grabbed her head and pulled it up and gave her the most passionate kiss she has ever received in her life. As the two continued, their passion was burning hotter, and hotter. Sweeney knew that Azrael was very close as so was he. And as he continued to thrust into her, the more and more she would moan for him. Which thoroughly aroused him even more and with one more rough and deep thrust which made Azrael moan very loudly, feeling a warm sensation in her belly as she finally burst into a climax, feeling a wave of impossibly delicious sensations running through her body as this man continued to thrust into her. Azrael moaned even louder as she clung onto his back her nails digging into his flesh. "Oh God... Oh Bloody Hell! Oh Sweeney!" she cried out. Sweeney knew that he was severely close and just hearing Azrael scream his name drove him over the end and then climaxed spilling himself inside her. Sweeney moaned very loudly clinging her body very tightly against him as he moan her name over and over, riding his climax out.

Once Sweeney finished he collapsed onto her, both of them breathing heavily. Sweeney smirked at her and then wrapped his arms tightly around her. "Bloody hell woman…" was all he was able to say to her.

Azrael giggled and then looped her arms around his neck and softly pecked him pulling his head down as they both rested their foreheads against each other. "Bloody hell to you too Mr. Todd." she said with a tired smile on her face.

Sweeney then gently pecked her on the lips and then let out a huge sigh. "Azrael…" he started to say but was cut off by Azrael placing her hand on his mouth giving him a warm smile. "I know… you don't have to say it…," she said softly. Sweeney smiled at this and then gently moved himself off her and then pulled her up with him, pulled back the covers for them to fully be settled in and then pulled the covers back over them. Azrael laid her head down on his chest while Sweeney wrapped a protective arm around her waist. Azrael smiled at this, wrapped her arm around his, and nuzzled further into his chest. Sweeney stared up into the ceiling realizing that he couldn't allow this woman to go, whether she wanted to or not so that is when he said her name. "Azrael…" he whispered gruffly, Azrael gently rose up her head and then looked up at Sweeney.

"Yes Sweeney?" she asked softly

Sweeney sighed and gave her an emotionless look even though his nerves were running rapidly. "After all this is through, I don't want you to move back to Ireland. I want you to stay here with me." Azrael stared at him confused at first but then realized what he was saying and then smiled at him. "Sweeney… of course I'll stay!" Sweeney then looked at her suspiciously. "Really?" he asked not expecting this sort of answer from her. Azrael then quickly nodded. "Yes… I'll stay…" Sweeney smirked at this and quickly turned her on her back and leaned down and kissed her deeply. "Thank you…," he whispered to her.

Azrael smiled, gently caressing his cheek "no thank you's, you have no need to thank me… just know that I want to be here with you."

Sweeney nodded giving her a warm smile, then wrapped his arm around her waist, and rested his head on her chest. Azrael smiled as she gently played with his hair and started to sing an Irish tune her father taught her.

"As a man went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be he saw a horse outside the door where his old horse should be Well, he called his wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be? Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before."

She then heard Sweeney starting to chuckle while his eyes were closed. Azrael smiled at this and continued with her song.

"And as he went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be. He saw a coat behind the door where his old coat should be. Well, he called his wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me. Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be. Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see. That's a wool blanket that me mother sent to me. Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before."

Sweeney then started to chuckle again. "Who taught you this song?" he asked without even opening his eyes, Azrael then started to giggle as she continued to play with his hair. "My father…" she said softly. This caused Sweeney to laugh even harder. "A father would teach a young lass such a song?" Azrael then giggled. "Yes now let me finish." Sweeney then nodded allowing her to continue. Azrael sighed and then continued.

"And as he went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be. He saw a pipe up on the chair where his old pipe should be. Well, he called his wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be. Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see. That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me. Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more but tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before."

Sweeney then chuckled again. "I can't believe your father taught you this." Azrael then smirked "oh trust me there's more." She said with laughter in her voice and continued to sing.

"And as he went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be. He saw two boots beneath the bed where his old boots should be. Well, he called his wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be. Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see. They're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me. Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more but laces in Geranium pots I never saw before."

Sweeney then rose his head up and then arched his brow at Azrael. "You can't be serious! He still believes her!" Azrael started to laugh and then gently nodded her head. "Yes and there's more trust me." Sweeney sighed and slowly shook his head. "Oh no…" Azrael then started to giggle. "Oh yes!" she then started to sing again.

"And as he went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be. He saw a head upon the bed where his old head should be. Well, he called he wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be. Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, So drunk you can not see. That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me. Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more but a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before."

Sweeney then groaned, now laying his head on her chest. "Now the bloody old fool deserves it!" Azrael couldn't help but giggle thinking it hilarious that he's getting so worked up on a song, but continued singing.

"And as he went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be. He saw two hands upon her chest where his old hands should be. Well, he called his wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me. Who owns them hands upon your chest where my old hands should be. Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, so drunk you can not see. That's a lovely night gown that me mother sent to me. Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more but fingers in a night gown sure I never saw before."

Sweeney then rose his head up again and looked at her slowly shaking his head. "I'm starting to wonder about this father of yours." Azrael smiled at him and shrugged. "The man owned a pub what do ya except? Now let me finish, this is the last verse." Sweeney sighed and then gently laid his head back down on her chest chuckling to himself. "Crazy little Irish woman." Azrael rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smirk as she continued with the last part of the song.

"As he went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be. He saw a lad sneaking out the back, a quarter after three. Well, he called his wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me. Who was that lad sneaking out the back a quarter after three? Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, so drunk you can not see. That was just the taxman that the Queen she sent to me. Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more but an Englishman who can last till three I've never seen before."

Sweeney started to burst out into laughter after hearing the final verse and then leaned up and kissed Azrael on the lips. "You are something else." He muttered. Azrael grinned at him as she played with his hair. "Rather have me any other way?" she asked. Sweeney then shook his head. "No I like ya the way you are." Azrael then grinned at him and had him lay his head back down. "Good cause I'm not changin." She muttered as she and he were starting to get very tired and eventually drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile what they didn't know was that Mrs. Lovett heard the whole thing and was completely furious with the fact that Mr. Todd would rather have Azrael than her. So that is when she came up with a plan to finally get rid of Azrael for good and oh trust me she had a very good plan indeed.