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Perchance to Dream (COMPLETE)	By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: S through Z > Sweeney Todd (Movie Only) > Sweeney Todd (Movie Only) Views: 1304 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Elizabeth hurried down the street, constantly looking over her shoulder to be sure she hadn't been followed by anyone. She needed to get to the Judge's house without her brother finding out about it lest she anger him further. Night was falling quickly on London and it helped keep Elizabeth hidden from view. Several people she passed gave her strange looks, no doubt wondering what kind of trouble she had to be if she was running so quickly. Soon though, the Turpin residence comes into view, Elizabeth picking up her pace as she runs right up the front steps and inside. She had to warn Johanna, had to let the girl know that she wasn't as safe as she thought she was. "Johanna," Elizabeth calls out breathlessly, unsure where to go now that she was inside.
She couldn't remember where her niece's room was, but she could hear footsteps from somewhere above her right before Johanna appeared at the top of the stairs. Elizabeth lights out a sigh of relief, taking the marble stairs two at a time and embracing the girl tightly. "I'm sorry," the blonde says, tensing at the sudden contact. "Do I know you?"
"You used to." Elizabeth pulls back, brushing some of the beauty's hair over her shoulders. "That'll have to wait until later, I'm here to help you pack so you can run off with Anthony."
"You know Anthony?" Elizabeth nudges her to get her walking again, following the younger girl back up the stairs and to one of the last doors at the end of a long hallway.
"I do, sweetie, but Turpin found out about your plans and he could show up at any moment to ruin everything for you. Our job is to have you out of here and to safety before that can happen." Johanna's bags are already on her bed, clothes folded neatly inside them and her wardrobe doors opened wide. "Um, would you say that you have enough clothes in there to last a week?"
"I suppose so," Johanna nods.
"Good, then go into Turpin's study and look in the top left hand drawer of his desk. There's a purse in there, you're going to need money."
"But—"
"I'll finish packing this, now go and get the purse!" Elizabeth makes a shooing motion until Johanna was running out of the room, Lettie shaking her head a little as she continues to stuff the numerous items into the bags. She wouldn't need much, just enough to get started, and the money Turpin has hidden away will help her and Anthony with the rest. A few moments later finds Johanna reentering the room, the heavy purse held in both hands. "Good, hand it here." Elizabeth takes it from her, stuffing it in the remaining bag before snapping it closed and turning to face her niece once more. "You look just like your mother, you know." Elizabeth could feel the tears stinging her eyes, but she doesn't allow them to fall. "Here, I don't need this anymore and I want you to have it." She removes her necklace and lets it drop down the front of her dress and into the small space in her corset. "We don't need you losing that before you make it out of London."
"Loosing what, exactly," comes the familiar drawling voice from the doorway. Elizabeth looks over her shoulder at Turpin and Bamford, the pair of them blocking the only way out of the room that didn't involve jumping through the window. Elizabeth straightens, standing protectively in front of her niece with a look that would send a lesser man running.
"Her virginity to a monster like you," she snarls. Turpin glares down at her, unfazed by her words.
"I came here hoping that what I heard today would be proven false, but I see I must shoulder two betrayals." He moves his cruel gaze to Johanna, pinning the blonde to the spot with fear. "Fret not, Elizabeth, dear Johanna will be given new lodgings a few miles from here until she remembers how grateful she should be for all that I have given her. After all, everyone needs to take time every now and again to think on their sins."
"Elizabeth," Johanna cries out when Turpin wrenches Elizabeth to the side and Bamford forces Johanna out of the room. "Elizabeth! No, please, don't do this! Let me go!" Elizabeth tries to go to her niece's aid, but Turpin keeps a tight grip on her arm and hair, pinning her roughly against one of the walls. "You should have arrived sooner, Elizabeth," he hisses in her ear," you may have actually gotten away with stealing my bride." Elizabeth clenches her jaw, but cries out all the same when he throws her to the ground and delivers a rough kick. "Stay here like a good little pet while I go and see Johanna to her carriage." She lets out a low moan of pain, curling up into a ball as Turpin leaves the room, just lying there for a moment until her head clears.
"No," she whimpers, memories flashing through her mind of a similar incident that took place fifteen years ago. "I'm sorry." Slowly and painfully, Elizabeth gets to her feet, clutching her midsection and leaning heavily against the wall as she makes her way down the hall. "Not again, please, God, let her be safe." When she reaches the stairs, she sits on the railing and slides the rest of the way down, dropping to her feet and nearly tripping when she reaches the ground floor again. She could see Turpin standing outside, the front door standing wide open as he yells at somebody. She doesn't wait to think her next action through, ignoring the pain as she sprints out of the house and down the street before Turpin really understood what had happened.
She needs to tell her brother what had happened, to apologize for trying to sneak Johanna away without his knowledge. "What has you runnin' so fast, lovely," a man calls from one of the dark alleys that snake off the main street, winding their way into the heart of London's underground. Elizabeth ignores the manic laughter that follows the shout, trying to run faster but running out of breath quickly. Her side ached, her lungs burned with every breath she took, and her legs felt like rubber. She kept moving, her eyes watering from the cold, and thunder booming overhead. It would storm soon, driving every sane person to shelter. Finally, after what felt like hours, the pie shop came into view and Elizabeth burst through the door of it, shocking two customers and Mrs. Lovett.
"Please," she gasps, sinking to the flour-strewn floor with a sob. "He has her. Benjamin, I need Benjamin."

When she opened her eyes again, the sun was streaming in through the warped glass of her bedroom window, its warmth making her forget the horrible night for a moment. Sunny days were rare in London, especially when those days were accompanied by warmth instead of the constant overcast skies and cold winds. She still ached, but it wasn't as bad as it was last night. "Todd," she shouts when she remembers what happened, her feet getting tangled in her blanket. "Todd!" Sweeney Todd came bursting in seconds later, one of his razors opened in his hand as he looks around for a threat. "Turpin sent her away."
"You told me last night," he mumbles, sitting beside her on the bed and returning the razor to its holster at his hip. "You got it all out before you went unconscious, as well as a few other things about pretty flowers and a puppy." His brow scrunches together at the last bit, shaking his head a little. "We'll get her back, Lettie. Just get some rest for me." Elizabeth lies back against her pillow, staring up at the cracked ceiling as Todd fixes her blanket again.
"I remember the last time you tucked me in."
"Oh yes?" She gives a curt nod, finally allowing her eyes to land on him and take in his disheveled appearance. He must have been sleeping when she shouted for him because his clothes were crooked and his hair was even messier than usual. "As do I. It was the day before your fourth birthday and I had just given you the sapphire and diamond necklace. You were nearly too excited to get to sleep, but you eventually drifted off when I sat on the floor beside your bed and held your hand."
"That day felt perfect, almost like a dream." She sighs, holding one of his larger hands in both of hers like she used to. "I love you more than the moon loves the sun." Todd gives her a smile, a real one this time, it reminded her of Benjamin.
"And I love you more than that, Lettie." And then she was asleep once more, safe in her dreams and far away from this life of death and decay.
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