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

A journey

When he first came to Fleetstreet into her pie shop to ask if he could rent the shop upstairs that was the first time he saw her when he came in she was behind the counter bussy making pies as always, he remembers her being 20 years old so young and beautiful always working even she is sick or upset. He remembers a man sitting on a booth eating one off her pies, the first time they met and they shaked hands, then she introduced him to the man that sat there on one of the booths her husband Albert.. His first thought was how on earth could a beautiful woman like her marry a man like him, but it didn't take long before he knew it was a forced marriage. He remembers her showing him around the barber shop beceause Albert was too lazy and how shy she was when they were alone, she always was friendly and polite. Then he remembers hearing their fights with her husband and her crying after he said things to her that were not acceptable, but she did she beared a unbearable man until he died, she was there until his last breath. He remembers his heart breaking for her as Benjamin when she became upset beceause off him time after time thinking she didn't deserve a life like that, and Albert didn't deserve a beautiful wife as her. He remembers her laugh when she made a joke with her humor wich she masked her sadness with, she could be cheeky he loved that and they actually were getting along when they were alone.

He doesn't know when her live became so sad, after marrying Albert? After meeting him? Or was it his return making her life misarable maybe he better stayed in Australia and shouldn't have come back, he made her a acomplice, letting her help him to take his revenge she helped him even he treated her badly. He had taking advantage off her love for him, realising this it made him feel guilty like he never felt before. Johanna was gone and he murdered Lucy his wife but he even wasn't thinking about her anymore he was thinking about marrying Eleanor and creating a life with her whose life he made miserable which he even don't know at this point if her love for him is still the same he felt like not beceause at times he feels her being really distant and aloof, yes maybe they made love a couple off days ago but that wasn't love even if he called it that that just was her wanting to feel something different then miserable, she wasn't still over it completly and he was afraid she would never be.

He never should've returned but then again they never could have created this thing, whatever they have between the two of them. Even the thought off loosing her made him go crazy, with the things that happened the last couple of weeks he realized he couldn't bear a life without her, she was his purpose the live and to carry on nowadays, the only reason why he was trying to go away and make a new living. He finally made peace with the truth they were something he just wasn't good at admitting and saying it like the man he was or acted like he was.

Days passed thinking these things, thinking about her even if she is just right beside him. He was relieved she got through the terrible days and was better after almost two and a half weeks trying to get her healt back each day with the help of Mary he doesn't know how to pay the farmers wife back she had been so good for them especialy the last couple of days she had tried to cheer Nellie up a bit chatting with her whenever she could and let her help with her household when Eleanor insisted to help when she felt better.

Her voice was what snapped him from his thoughts when she was embracing Mary as she she said goodbye to her "Thank you for everything" she spoke when they parted and smiled sadly to each other "You're welcome dear. Watch out and take good care of each other, Richard is going to ride the horse wagon as fast as possible to Birmingham station, good luck" She held Eleanors hands for support just then Richard came with the horse wagon with hay on it. He hopped off it and approached the three who where standing at the door.

"Thank you for everything" Sweeney spoke sincerely "If it wasn't for you maybe she wouldn't be here, we both wouldn't be.. You did so much for us I can't thank you enough." He sounded so thankful Eleanor wached him when he gave Mary a hand wich she took and gave him a friendly squeeze. They indeed had did so much, cooking meals, helping take care off Eleanor, taking care off his wound wich was healed thanks to them and hide them. If it wasn't for them the two wouldn't been alive today.