Thank you to my reviewers: I LOVE JACK ATLAS, xBadxRomancesx, M. Cullen Hightopp and Severn18

As M. Cullen Hightopp pointed out, that last chapter may have been confusing. It was NOT actually Johanna, it was JOEY. Hopefully, the rest shall become clear as the story goes on.

Chapter Seven

Ow.

My head hurt. A lot.

Groaning, I slowly sat up. My head was pounding, it was raining quite heavily and I was lying on some concrete which was really cold and uncomfortable and –

Wait.

Raining?

Concrete?

My eyes widened as I looked around me.

Was I in London?

A small groan from nearby made me scramble up fearfully. If I had been spooning with a hobo…

I shuddered.

Thankfully, the moaner was not a hobo. In fact, it was a woman, the slim frame suggested, with thick brown hair and black clothes…

"Nellie!" I cried, rushing forwards and kneeling by her. "Nellie, wake up!"

Both me shaking her shoulder persistently and the cold rain finally managed to wake my sister up. Yawning loudly, she sat up, shaking her head and rubbing her eyes.

"Amy? What time is it? " She murmured sleepily.

"Never mind the time! Look!"

Nellie rubbed her eyes again before finally looking up, her mouth falling open.

"Shit!"

"Watch your language, Nells," I whispered. Nellie snorted.

"Alright, we're in the middle of London and all you care about is my god damn language?"

"Hello, we're in Victorian London!" I hissed.

"How do you know that?"

I pointed at the people passing the alleyway, practically running to avoid the rain, we were huddled in.

"And I don't think it's for charity." I murmured.

"Oh man." Nellie moaned.

She then realised how heavy the rain was.

"Oh man."

"Come on, we should really – BEN!"

Scrambling up again, I ran down the alley.

"Ben? Where?" Nellie cried, also scrambling up. "Amy! Wait!"

"Amy? Nellie?"

"BEN!"

Laughing, I launched myself into Ben's open arms, digging my face into his chest.

"Oh Ben, it's you, it's really you!" I said, my voice muffled from speaking into his shirt. Ben hesitantly wrapped his arms around me.

"Where are we, Amz?"

I pulled away, running a hand through my hair as I grinned sheepishly.

"Er…London…?" I said meekly, somehow phrasing it into a question rather than a statement.

"Ok, very funny, Amz. Where are we?" Ben repeated. I smiled sheepishly. He stared at me.

"You're not joking."

I slowly shook my head. Ben's eyes widened and his mouth fell open as he stared over my shoulder, oblivious to the rain.

"Ok, earth to Ben and Amy, we are standing in the middle of some skanky alley in the rain. I don't know about you two, but I am cold, wet and hungry." Nellie announced.

"Yeah…erm…come on." Ben said.

"Come on where?" Nellie asked warily.

"We need to find somewhere to stay."

"Dressed like this?"

We each glanced at our outfits.

I was wearing my pink and white checked shirt with my white top, jeans, converses and a beanie hat.

Next to me, Ben wore a grey t-shirt, a black waistcoat, black jeans and a waistcoat with his trainers. On the other side to me, Nellie wore a band t-shirt, short black skirt and leggings with calve height boots.

Not exactly…suitable.

"We'll just say…we're from out of town." Ben said. Nellie snorted.

"Is that the best you can do?"

"Well I'm sorry, Nellie, but I'm kinda stuck for ideas right now!"

"Think harder then!"

"I'm trying!"

"SHUT UP!"

Ben and Nellie spun around to face me in confusion. I rarely ever got in the way of their arguments.

"Look, fighting is hardly going to help us. We need to find somewhere to stay and then work on how we're going to get home." I said firmly. I was now beginning to shiver I was so cold, which made me kinda grouchy.

"Where do you suggest we go then, Miss Know It All?" Nellie asked rudely. I made a face at her before passing her.

"Amy! Don't run off!" Ben called after me. I ignored him as I stood at the end of the alleyway, on the corner of the street.

Opposite us was a shop…

I kinda recognized it from somewhere…

Narrowing my eyes, I brushed my wet hair out of my face to squint at the sign curiously.

My eyes widened as a grin spread across my face.

"Guys, I know somewhere we can stay!"

"Are you sure about this?" Nellie asked as we crossed the street.

"Yep."

"No, I mean, really really sure about it?"

"I am, Nellie."

"Ben…"

Surprisingly enough, Ben backed me up.

"If Amy says she's sure, then she's sure."

I grinned at him over my shoulder before hesitantly reaching out for the handle of the shop door.

Taking in a deep breath, I took the handle and opened the door. To my surprise, it opened easily, gently swinging open for us to walk in.

"Er…hello?" I called softly, stepping into the shop, thankful to finally be out of the rain. Behind me, Nellie grabbed my hand while Ben shut the door. "Hello?"

To my surprise, a woman bustled past us and around the counter.

"Oh hello, deary! Do forgive me, I didn't 'ear you the first time! Me old 'earing ain't what it used to be, you know. Now, what can I do for ya?"

My mouth fell open as I stared at the woman talking in delight. While I stared, she ducked down and, from the banging, I presumed she was fetching something.

"Mrs…Lovett?" I asked warily, my hand instinctively moving up to my locket, which now hung back around my neck.

"Yes, love, that's me name."

"Ok, Mrs Lovett, this is going to sound crazy, but – "

Mrs Lovett finally straightened up and looked at me, her eyes widening. Her mouth fell open as the bowl she now held in her hand fell to the ground, instantly breaking.

"Oh my…" She whispered.

Suddenly, the side door opened, making both Nellie and I jump.

"Mrs Lovett, what – "

I stared in shock. No…

The man I had heard stories about, the man that had played a huge part in my Mother's teenage years, was now stood in front of me.

Sweeney Todd, the demon barber of Fleet Street.