We could have a life, us two.. (Completed)

Fever

He didn't know why he was there watching her asleep but he couldn't leave her like that. No one had helped Lucy, no one had felt sorry for her but she did, she said so, she said she tried everything to help her but then again could he trust her? Maybe it wasn't even true, she hide from him that Lucy was alive.. why.. he couldn't get his head around it. He could kill her to take his revenge of killing his wife but.. his anger had diminished. Too many days had passed away, his anger was not like the first day anymore. That day it was her or the judge and he chose the judge, he walked back to his shop to get him but by then the judge had left because he couldn't find Mr Todd.

Nellie woke up with a panick that the body was still there, she didn't want Toby or anyone else to see it and as she moved to get up she groaned in pain. "Take it easy Eleanor." His deep voice startled her. Nellie gasped as she heard his voice and noticed Sweeney was still there in the same position, she was only wearing her thin nightgown and tried to hide her self with the blanket as much as she could, she cursed herself for putting that on but she hadn't thought of it when she woke up from that nightmare, Sweeney noticed her discomfort and didn't look much not to make her uncomfortable.

"The body, the body of that dirty pig, Toby is going to find it, I have to clean it up!" She was in panic wanting to clean her kitchen before someone would see it, but how she was going to do that? "I took care of it" He spoke very calmly. "When?" she was suprised he would do that. "At night when you asked me to sleep in the parlor." He was talking like he did the most normal thing in the world.

"You didn't sleep?" She asked furrowing her eyebrows.

"Not much." He answered like it wasn't a big deal. She never tought he would let her sleep and take care of it hilmself, he killed and she was the one who had to take care of the rest. He never got down in the bakehouse, at least not when he had nothing to do there. "I couldn't let you do it, could I? You have deep wounds on your back, you were even groaning in your sleep, I trew him in the oven and cleaned up the kitchen" He stood up again like it wasn't a big deal and headed to the door turning towards her when he opened the door. "The door wasn't locked Eleanor be careful, next time make sure it is." It was as if he cared about her safety, but Nellie wasn't stupid she knew the only thing he cared about was he didn't want the truth to come out about what he was doing there. It was only not to get caught he was thinking about.

Most importantly she totally forgot to lock the door. How that happened she didn't know and that never happened before. He opened the door to leave "You won't be able to work like this, take a day of." He suggested her since she was groaning at the least move it was the best thing to do. She nodded at that but didn't know what to think. He was talking normal to her like he wasn't angry, never in all this time he had spoken this much to her, it was usually no more than a few words for him to say to her. She was stunned at everything he did since last night. "Thank you Mr. Todd" was all she could say.

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Nellie was preparing breakfast she was in pain but she had to make something to eat for Toby and Mr. Todd she couldn't just leave them to their fate like that especially not after what Mr. Todd done for her.

"Mom what happened last night?" Toby came in the shop and he couldn't resist asking again. Nellie was thinking of a lie and immediately found one. "No need to worry about it love was just a thief who came to steal here, I caught him and he hurt me a bit but I'm alright thanks Mr. Todd." She explained quickly, the clever woman she was she always found a way to lie so easily.

"I never expected that from him." Toby spoke knowing Mr. Todd wasn't fond of them.

"So, some bread, some eggs and some sausage what do you think?" She put the plate in front of him to stop talk about this topic any longer. "Oh mom that looks delicious" he said enthusiastically.