A/N: Hello, loves. I want to let you know that this is the last chapter of this story. BUT, there will be a sequel since the ending I concluded to have for this requires it. The sequel will be posted soon under the title 'Remember My Face' and it will continue from where 'Illuminate My Darkness' stops.
Okay with that said, I want to thank: xBelakinax, whoaniny, Haruna Uchiha, Raine44354, Emma and Lori for reviewing the previous chapter.
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Sweeney looked at his daughter with a frown, his head cocked to the side as he held her at arms length to gaze at his work. He looked at the messily tied diaper and sighed.
"Oh, well, that's all I can manage for now, Samantha. Your mother will be here soon so…she can make you presentable again." He said with a nod of his head as he placed her in her crib and picked up the dirty diaper with a look of utter disdain. He walked to the washroom and threw it inside the basket of dirty clothes before he shook his head with a grimace. He returned to the room and picked up a blanket before he covered the baby with it. No matter how many times he fixed it around her though Samantha kept wiggling and getting free from the warm material.
"For God's sake stay still, missy!" he groaned finally and the baby offered a toothless smile at him that caused him to sigh in defeat. He looked at the wiggling feet of his daughter and smirked before he picked her up and set her on the bed. He sprawled the blanket down and then picked up the baby girl before he placed her neatly upon the blanket. He folded the blanket around the baby, effectively blocking her attempts to get away from the covers.
"There. Settled." He murmured as he picked up and cradled her for a while before he placed her in her crib once more. He sighed in relief when he saw that she slowly fell asleep and then returned to his usual place; his chair. He sat down and closed his eyes at the silence of the room. He always preferred the silence to noise anyway and it was one of the few times he was able to enjoy it. It was not that he didn't want Amelia's company but all people have the need of being alone sometimes.
"I really can't take care of a baby all by myself." He concluded as he opened his eyes and gazed at Samantha lying peacefully in her crib.
And what happens if you'll have to? His inner voice asked testily and he frowned.
Why would I have to take care of Samantha by myself? He asked back with a furrowed brow.
Well…just giving you something to ponder over. The voice said before it disappeared.
"Nonsense." He muttered out loud before he stood up and started pacing up and down the room. He placed his hands behind his back and came to stand in front of his window. His eyes wandered around the street and they settled on a female form. He narrowed his eyes to see better but the only thing he saw before the woman disappeared was a flash of blond hair. He heard the door opening and he whirled around to see Amelia entering the room a bag in her arms.
"Everything alright?" she asked and he swallowed hard before he nodded.
"Yes. I had to change her but I don't think I managed quite well, pet." He said as he moved away from the window and approached her.
"That's alright. When she wakes up I'll wash her properly." She smiled and his dark eyes watched her as she moved around the room.
"Pet?" the barber asked quietly when they were lying on the bed late at night.
"Hmmm? Can't you sleep?" she asked as she turned to face him.
"No…" he shook his head and she snuggled closer to him, her arm going around his torso as she nestled her face in the crook of his neck and inhaled his scent.
"You'll be here, right?" he asked as his hand combed through her soft hair. Amelia looked up confused.
"When?" she questioned as gazed at him.
"Always." He murmured as he placed a desperate kiss to her forehead.
"Of course…if I have a say on it that is." She chuckled as she pecked his chest and closed his eyes.
"Because I love you. You know that, don't you?" he said quickly as if trying to reassure himself, to make himself forget everything that made him questioned his feelings and their force.
"I might know that." She smirked as she kissed his skin again and sighed softly. Sweeney nodded to himself and closed his eyes as well, his grip tight on her until daylight came.
Amelia was pacing up and down on the balcony. It was dark but Sweeney hadn't returned home yet. She paused and leaned over the railing when she saw a tall figure approaching the house.
"Sweeney…" she whispered in relief as she saw him walking up the stairs towards her.
"What are you doing out here?" he frowned at her as she rubbed her arms.
"I was waiting for you. I was worried." She said as he placed a hand on her lower back and guided her inside the room, closing the door behind him.
"I was out for a walk after leaving the shop." He said as he removed his jacket and leaned down to kiss her firmly.
"Did you drink?" she asked as she tasted alcohol on his lips.
"I did had some gin, pet." He said tiredly as he leaned forward to kiss her again but she placed her hands on his chest.
"It's better if we go to bed. You must be tired." She said as she cupped his cheek. Sweeney sighed and moved away from her with a nod.
"Okay, pet. I'll be right back." He said reluctantly as he went to look at the sleeping Samantha and then disappeared into the bathroom. It took him plenty of time to go to bed that night. She didn't hear him when he crawled up behind her and molded his body against her with a deep sigh.
Amelia was putting on her shoes when a knock came to the door . She let out a soft curse as she headed for the door and opened it.
"Oh! Mrs. Beth, what a surprise. Come in." she said with a smile as she held the door open.
"Hello, dear. I was on my way to the market and I thought to pay you a visit. How are you?" Beth asked as she walked in and removed her gloves.
"Oh, I'm fine I guess. Tired but fine. How are you?" Amelia asked as she closed the door.
"For my age I'm fine. My back hurts but I don't complain…Oh, and how's little Sammy?" the older woman cooed as she leaned over the baby's crib and smiled down at the baby girl.
Amelia chuckled as she heard the pet name Beth used for her daughter along with Sweeney's hate for that particular pet name.
"She's fine. She's getting bigger by the day…I have to get her new clothes but I have no money in the house. I was just going to head for the barbershop to ask some from Sweeney. You think he'll still be here?" she asked as she gazed briefly at the clock.
"I'm sure he is for Thomas came home early because of a massive migraine." Beth said as she patted Samantha's belly with her hand.
"Oh, alright then." Amelia said as she took her coat from the closet and turned to Beth.
"You go ahead. I'll stay here with Samantha until you get back. No use in taking her out with you in the cold, dear." Beth said with a wave of her hand as she made herself comfortable in a chair.
"Really? Are you sure? I'll try not to be long." Amelia said gratefully as she leaned over the crib and gently kissed her daughter's cheek.
"Of course. You go ahead." Beth said with a smile.
"Okay then. Bye." She said as she moved back and exited the room.
Amelia pulled her coat tightly around her body as she walked down the street towards the barbershop. There was no sun and that made the cold even more unbearable. She pushed her hair behind her ear as she stopped at the pavement to cross the road. She started walking again and her eyes looked at the shop that was just a few feet away. She smiled when she saw Sweeney's form close to the door but then the smile slowly drifted away as her eyes focused on what he was doing. She came to a sudden stop when she saw that he was back against the wall and his hand was buried in a mass of long, blond locks.
The woman that was pressed against him was familiar but Amelia was not in the state to really realize who she was. She tried to force her eyes to remove themselves from the scene but she couldn't tear her gaze away from the way his mouth responded to that kiss…almost the same way it did when he kissed her. She didn't even realized the cold anymore as she stood there paralyzed with her heart beating fast against her chest. She finally managed to tear her eyes away from the shop and her tear filled gaze fell onto the pavement. She swallowed the bile in her throat and carefully took a few steps back, not noticing the pair of wide black eyes that had settled all their intensity on her. When she looked up again, her gaze locked with her husband's who was staring at her in shock, his hands holding the blonde woman at arms length. She shook her head bitterly at him as her eyes filled with moisture that she refused to let fall and it was then that he managed to step forward towards the door of the shop. Amelia started walking backwards as Sweeney tore the door open and started approaching her, his throat dry as he mouthed her name.
"Amelia…" he breathed as he forced his feet to speed up until he was standing a few inches away from him.
"Don't. Let me go, please." She whispered as she held her hand up to stop him and that caused him to pause in his movements.
Amelia lowered her hand and turned to walk away, not even looking as she started crossing the street. Todd's eyes followed her steps but his eyes widened in alarm when she saw the carriage coming from the opposite direction. He moved forward and opened his mouth to scream at her but he didn't have the time for in a flash she was lying on the road. The horses of the carriage came to a sudden stop as the driver forced them to halt their movements and the barber was next to her on the ground within seconds.
"Amelia." He breathed hoarsely as he noticed the blood that was running from her head and down her cheek towards her neck. His hands cupped her face and he was desperately trying to warm her cold skin with his fingers.
"A doctor! Someone call a fucking doctor!" he shouted loudly as he looked at the carriage driver and the people that had gathered to look at the scene. Finally one man from the crowd nodded towards the barber before he left to fetch a doctor.
Lillian who was watching the whole sequence made to approach the barber but he looked up at her sharply as he held Amelia's hand in his own.
"Get out of here." He hissed hoarsely and the blonde woman nodded mutely before she walked away but not without looking but at them.
The doctor arrived shortly and kneeled next to Amelia.
"Did you move her?" he asked and Sweeney shook his head as he gripped all the more tightly his wife's hand.
"Is-is she going to be alright?" Todd asked with wide dark eyes.
"We shall see, sir…" the young doctor murmured as he carefully inspected the relatively small gash on Amelia's head and removed the blood away with an alcohol soaked cloth so he could better see the wound.
"Hmm…we should take her to a proper bed. Is she related?" the doctor asked.
"She's my wife." The barber said and the doctor nodded.
"Do you live near by?"
Todd nodded and with small effort he picked her up in his arms.
Hours later Sweeney was pacing up and down in his room as the doctor bandaged Amelia and checked for other bruises and cuts.
What have I done…? My God, what have I done? Sweeney thought as he held his head in his hands, so lost in his own world that he didn't hear the doctor speaking to him neither the whimpers of his daughter from the crib. Thankfully Beth was still there and she went to care for Samantha.
"Mr. Todd?" the doctor repeated again and Sweeney blinked.
"Yes?" he answered hoarsely.
"I said she'll be fine. The wound in her head isn't very serious but it might take her quite a few hours to wake up. I'll give you something that it'll help with the pain she'll have when she wakes up."
"She'll be in pain?" Beth asked as she rocked the baby.
"It is certain. I hope everything will be alright when she wakes up." The doctor said as he glanced at Amelia.
"You hope? You mean you don't know?" Todd hissed.
"I am not sure how the hit might have affected her. We'll see. I live very close so as soon as she's awake I'll come to see her." He said as he took his bag and headed for the door while Sweeney's eyes stared at Amelia, his mouth agape.
"How did this happen, Mr. Todd?" Beth asked but he wasn't listening to her. Instead of answering her he sat down on the bed next to Amelia.
"Mr. Todd? How did it happen?" Beth repeated but he only shook his head.
"I don't think it's any of your business, so if you wish to stay here, be quiet." He hissed, without looking at her.
"Fine!" the older woman snapped as she sat down and kept rocking Samantha whose tiny eyes were focused on her mother as if she knew something was wrong with her.
Sweeney was sitting in a chair next to the bed, watching as Amelia lay there. He ran a hand through his hair and lowered his head in defeat. It had been almost forty hours since the accident but she was still unconscious. The wait tormented him even more, made him feel all the more guilty. The scene kept repeating itself in his mind no matter how hard he lied to himself, telling himself that it was not his fault; that it was an accident. He didn't believe what his mind told him though.
He looked at the semi dark room with tired eyes and was glad that at least his daughter was asleep. His eyes returned to Amelia and he took hold of her hand, his fingers gently stroking the skin until her hand moved slightly in his own. His eyes flew to her face and watched as her eyelids moved and her eyes slowly opened. She blinked rapidly as if trying to clear her vision before her eyes moved around the room with confusion until they settled on Sweeney's face. His lips broke into a small smile and he held her hand tighter as they locked eyes.
"Pet…are you alright? Does it hurt?" he whispered worriedly as her eyes moved curiously all over his face and her mouth parted as if to speak.
"Amelia, talk to me please." He said as he kissed her hand and waited for her to speak even if it was to curse at him.
"I'm sorry?" she whispered, her voice hoarse and his eyes narrowed in confusion.
"I asked if you're alright…Are you in pain? Are you-…Why are you looking at me like that?" he said in a low hoarse voice.
"I'm sorry…but ah…who are you?" she asked clearly bewildered and he froze at her words.
"Sir? Do I know you? Where am I?" she asked again when he didn't answer her, shaking his hand that was holding her own in a death like grip.
"You-you don't know me? You don't remember me?" he asked his eyes looking at her face with plain desperation.
"Should I …?" she asked in a small confused voice and his mouth parted as realization hit him.
"I'm sorry but I do not remember you, sir." She said shaking her head after she took another look at her surroundings.
"Oh my God." He breathed.
"Who are you?" she asked again, trying in vain to get a response from him.
She didn't remember him, she didn't know him and of course…she didn't love him.
Oh my God, she doesn't love me…she doesn't remember that she loved me! He thought frantically as he stared at her. At that moment Sweeney Todd swore that his heart broke once again but this time he had no one else to blame but himself.
To be continued…
Author's note: So, there you have it! The ending of 'Illuminate My Darkness' but do not fret for the sequel is coming soon. Thank you for reading so, please review and tell me your thoughts and ideas! I'd love to hear from you! Please? :)
A huge thank you to all the people who reviewed this! I hope that you'll be with me and with the continuation of this in 'Remember my Face'. Keep an eye for it soon.