A/N: Huge thanks to Rainbow Username, EleKat, Noodlemantra, EllieLovettBovine, Mrs. Sweenett, Tallen93, RubyRosette5, BE-YOURSELF-NOBODY-ELSE-CAN, Mirabilem Electo, Dark Elizabeth Nellie Lovett, Dionne dance, SweeneyToddRules, megumisakura, Lichtensteinsterne, the Guest, The Half-Demon Barber 12, Raynie and anon for being such amazing readers and leaving wonderful reviews.

I apologize for the wait on this chapter, I was away for a week, then when I came home, my internet was broken. But I am back now and so grateful for the amount of reviews I got last chapter. If I could get that many every chapter, I would die a happy person.

Quick question before we start- Did anyone else sing "Ding Dong the Witch is Dead" when Eloise died?

"Mum? What's going on?" Toby asked, his eyes glued to Eloise, who lay dead on the floor. Nellie knelt at her sisters side, sobbing.

"How could you?" She cried, looking up at Sweeney. "I asked you not to do something like this and you promised me!"

"She hit you! I refuse to stand here and watch her abuse you verbally and physically."

"She was my sister!" Nellie brushed the hair off her sister's face, her hand's becoming streaked with salty tears and crimson blood.

Sweeney bent down and tried to pull her up, but she just lay down, clinging to Eloise. He turned to Toby, "Go to your room."

"What's going on?" The boy asked, his eyes as wide as saucers.

"I'll explain later. Now do as you're told!" The barber roared, wrapping his arms around the baker's torso, still attempting to pull her up. Toby ran back to his room without hesitation, not wanting to face the barber's wrath.

"How could you?" Nellie spat, clawing at his arms, hands and fingers, "You broke you're promise. You said you wouldn't hurt her."

"I never imagined she would smack you." He shot back, wincing only slightly as long red scratch marks began to appear on his arms.

"Let go of me!" She screamed, once he had gotten her back onto her feet. She pounded her fists on his chest, and hurled herself towards the floor, making several foolish attempts to break free of his grasp. Finally, after a while, her punches became weaker, and she sobbed violently into his neck.

"I was only trying to protect you." He murmured, tracing small circles on her back. "You're sister was nasty towards you, she says rude things to you and hits you for no reason at all. I can only hope that she hasn't hit you before. I wanted to do what was best for you, to keep you safe."

"I can defend myself." She croaked, shifting her eyes to look up at him. "I don't need someone to fight for me, because I can fight for myself. I am thankful that you are willing to defend me, but you don't need to be overprotective."

"Overprotective? I'm not overprotective." He snapped, holding her a little tighter. She glared at him, a few tears still making their way down her pale cheeks. "Nellie, I'm deeply sorry for what I have done." Technically, he wasn't lying when he said this, he was just exaggerating the truth. "I apologize for being over protective. I only want you to be happy."

Her eyes softened when he said this, the anger slowly melting from her face.

"I know love, you didn't want to see me get hurt." She forced a weak smile, "You're forgiven, I'm still upset, but I forgive you." He let out a sigh of relief, and kissed her firmly on the lips. "Now what are we going to tell Toby?"


There was a knock at the door that made Toby jump slightly.

"C-Come in." He stammered, his eyes fixed on the door. It creaked open to reveal both Sweeney and Nellie, looking anxious. Nellie immediately walked over to him, sitting on the bed beside him and hugging him tightly. Sweeney on the other hand, stayed put in the doorway, his eyes glued on the boy.

"We've come to talk to you about your mother's sister."

"What happened? What was going on?" He looked from the barber to the baker and back again.

Nellie began to tell Toby the story that her husband had fabricated. It told all about how her sister had been crazy or mentally insane as he put it. She did things normal people wouldn't do, and she wasn't always thinking clearly. Because of her mental instability, she can't be given dangerous things. Unfortunately she had gotten a hold of the barber's razors. There was an accident, and that's how she died, just moments before the young boy walked into the room.

"But why was Mr. Todd covered in blood?" Toby asked after a few minutes.

"Well, he was trying to help save my sister, but he couldn't."

"So why were you yelling at him, like it was all his fault?" She didn't have an answer for him, luckily Sweeney did.

"I left the razors out on the table, it was my fault she found them." Toby nodded. In the baker's opinion, this was the stupidest lie she had ever told, but the boy seemed to buy it, and that was good enough for her.

"I'm sorry about your sister, Mum." Toby hugged her tightly again, giving her a sympathetic smile.

"Thank you, love."


Sweeney woke up that night to the sound of someone crying across the room. He sighed, immediately knowing who it was. It had been a while since Nellie had cried this much and he honestly couldn't understand how she was physically able to cry that much. Quietly, he slipped out of bed and walked over to her. Her back was to him and her face was concealed by her hands so no one could see her face. He placed his hands on her shoulders and rubbed them gently.

"What's wrong?" He asked, even though he already knew the answer.

She jumped slightly when he placed his hands on her. "Oh, I'm fine. Did I wake you up, love? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." She was frantically trying to hide her tears even though it was obvious that she had been crying.

"Are you going to be okay?" He led her back to the bed, helping her lay down before covering them both with the blanket.

"Of course." She rested her head on his chest, "I'm going to be just fine." They were silent for a few minutes as she listened to the sound of his heart beating beneath her, and he played with her red curls. "I want to have a funeral for her, and give her a proper burial. It's what she would have wanted."

"If that makes you happy, my pet."


Nellie stood, staring at the casket lying in the hole dug in the earth. Toby stood on one side of her, gripping her hand tightly, and Sweeney stood on the other, one arm securely around her waist. She stared at the casket for a few more minutes, before stepping forward and placing the single rose she had on top of the tombstone. Roses had always been Eloise's favorite flower.

As they walked out of the cemetery, Toby chatted on, Nellie stayed silent and Sweeney wondered why his wife hadn't said anything yet. She is upset. He knew that, now he needed to find a way to cheer her up.

"Let's go to lunch." He blurted out.

"Sorry?" She said, slightly puzzled.

"Let's go to a nice restaurant and have lunch."

"What about Toby?"

Sweeney twitched slightly before saying, "He can come too."

"Well, I suppose if you really want to, we can go get lunch."

A/N: No cliffhanger this time! Please REVIEW! Did you sing "Ding Dong the Witch is Dead"?