Rosetta watched Sweeney drag the body away and fear filled her. She could barely believe that he was the man she had just kissed.

He brushed off his hands as if that was his greatest worry. He turned and strolled back into the shop. He saw Rosetta and smiled at her, as if the world had just gotten better.

Rosetta looked up at Sweeney, not moving from her spot in the chest. "W-who was he?" she finally asked when she found her voice.

His mood changed. He turned sober.The one who ruined my life.

Rosetta finally remembered what Mrs. Lovett had told her. "He was the one that killed your..." she trailed off, not able to finish the sentence.

He stared at her, his blood-covered face suddenly looking young and sad, wistful. My family.

Rosetta finaly found the courage to stand up and move towards Sweeney. Without warning she wrapped her arms around his waist in a hug, offering her comfort.

He stepped back in surprise, but put his arms around her and sighed.

"I'm sorry about what he did." Rosetta mumbled against Sweeney's chest, her arms tightening around him before letting go of him and stepping back. "What are you going to do now? Are you going to find your daughter?" she asked not looking at him.

His eyes were confused, then widened. My... sh*t! He ran down the stairs and out of the shop, his long legs taking him down the street in no time.

Rosetta's eyes widened in surprise as she watched Sweeney leave in a hurry. She hesitated before following as quickly as she could, holding the ends of her dress up as she ran.

He ran to the judge's house and rattled the door. It was locked. He groaned desperately.

Rosetta finally caught up with Sweeney and stopped behind him to catch his breath. "Where are we?" she asked, looking at the house.

He kicked at the door and it jumped off its hinges. He raced up the stairs, ignoring her question. Johanna!

Rosetta jumped when Sweeney kicked the door open. She stepped into the doorway and looked up the stairs, unsure if she should follow Sweeney up or not.

He kept on running up and finally burst into a room. A small blonde girl was sitting, sewing.

Rosetta took a look around outside the door and when she saw that no one was watching she followed Sweeney. She climbed the stairs quietly, but quietly. She could sense the aurora of a young girl close by.

Johanna turned. Her white blonde hair fell around her shoulders. Her red lips were a prefect double curve and her eyes were the green of meadow grass.

Rosetta finally reached the top of the stairs and saw Sweeney standing in a room. She walked up behind him, but stopped when she saw the girl, unsure about what to do.

The girl peered at them.Who are you?

Rosetta looked from Sweeney to the girl then back at him. "Who is she?" she asked him quietly.

He gazed at the girl's incredible beauty. She had high cheekbones and a faintly delicate look about her. Johanna. Whispered Sweeney. The girl peered at him.You know my name.

Rosetta's eyes widened when a thought suddenly came to her. "Is she your daughter?" she asked Sweeney quietly.

He simply nodded, not breaking gazes with the girl. She looked like him, her jaw had the same set, her nose was the same length and her eyes were quite wide apart. She heard Rossetta and got up. She quickly glanced at both of them.Mom? Dad?

Rosetta looked from the girl to Sweeney, finally noticing all the similarities. She could only shake her head in disbelief. She had been hoping she could help Sweeney find his daughter, but she had no idea Johanna was so close by.