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Chapter Thirty

"What?"

"Fleet Street! We need to go!"

"Now?" Anna asked sleepily.

"Of course!" I cried, scrambling up and grabbing my dress. "Hurry!"

"Johanna, please, we can't just run out and barge into the shop on Fleet Street! Remember what happened last time?"

I hesitated, but then continued in my hurried actions.

"They shall forgive me! They have to!"

"Johanna, please, calm down!"

Anna grabbed my arms, stopping me. I stared at her incredulously. Did she not realise what this meant? How much it meant to me?

"Why must we go?" She asked calmly.

"Anna, I need to speak with the girl, Amy!" I told her frantically. "Please, I need to speak with her!"

"Johanna, it's raining and –"

"Please, Anna!"

Anna sighed. "Very well. I shall write a note to Johanna and Anthony."

I sighed in relief as I flung my arms around her. "Thank you, Anna. Thank you!"

Anna hugged me back quickly before letting go and rushing out of the room. Her footsteps were feather light; I could hardly hear her.

I dressed quickly, pulling on my dress and boots. My hair was loose around my shoulders as I hurriedly followed Anna.

"Hurry!" I whispered. Anna nodded as she ran back upstairs and changed. I waited anxiously, pacing back and forth.

"Johanna!"

I ran ahead of Anna in the streets, the rain soaking me through. I didn't notice though. I simply kept running.

"Wait!"

I paused for a moment. "Hurry, Anna!"

Grabbing my friend's hand, I pulled her along. Anna stumbled from behind me, but we kept running. I had to speak to her!

We finally arrived at Fleet Street, and I immediately let go of Anna's hand to run forwards. Lurching myself onto the door, I banged on it with as much force as I could muster.

"Let me in!" I shouted, banging on the door. "Please!"

The door finally opened.

"Oh, hello, love, how can I –"

I interrupted Mrs Lovett by pushing past her, spinning around desperately.

"Mrs Lovett! Where are they?" I demanded.

"Where are who?"

"My children!" I cried. "Where are my children?"

"Mum?"

I spun around. Standing in the doorway were Ben and Nellie. Letting out a sob, I ran forwards and pulled them into a hug.

"MUM!" Nellie cried, hugging me back and burying her face into my shoulder. Ben did the same, though he was quite a bit taller than me. The three of us stood together, embracing and kissing each other as if we couldn't bear to let go.

"I'm so sorry." I sobbed.

"It's alright! It's ok!" Ben assured me, hugging me. I hugged him back.

"My little boy." I whispered.

Then it struck me.

It was only Ben and Nellie.

"Where's Amy?"

Ben and Nellie exchanged glances.

"We...don't know." Nellie said hesitantly.

"What?"

"I sent her out to get some sweets, love," Mrs Lovett said. "She won't be long."

"In this weather?" I demanded incredulously. "You sent a fourteen year old out in a storm?"

"It wasn't raining when I sent her!"

"When will she be back?"

"I don't know, love."

"WHY NOT?"

The side door suddenly swung open, bashing against the wall with a loud bang. I looked over Mrs Lovett's shoulder to see –

"You!" I whispered.

Sweeney stared at me, his brow furrowing.

"Joey?" He asked. I grinned and, before I could stop myself, rushed forwards and hugged him.

"It's you! You're back! I never thought I'd see you again!"

Sweeney hesitated before hugging me back.

"What happened to you?"

"Turpin," I said bitterly. "But I've seen Anthony and Johanna! They're safe and happy and getting married!"

"That's wonderful." Mrs Lovett said from behind me, but I ignored her.

"It won't be long until Amy gets back, and then we can go home!" I said happily, spinning around to face Ben and Nellie. They grinned back.

"Joey,"

I turned to face Sweeney again. "Yes?"

"Amy found out."

I raised my eyebrows inquiringly.

"About our business."

My mouth fell open. "NO!"

"Joey, love, I'm so sorry, we didn't mean for it to happen –"

"Where is my daughter?" I demanded. "Where is my baby girl?"

"Mum,"

Suddenly, the door swung open. We all froze.

"Mr Todd," The Beadle said in a thick, nasal voice. "Judge Turpin has a proposal for you."