A/N: Last chapter! Now for poor little Toby's reaction. Well, normally I ramble, but here's the chapter:

Toby woke from his drunken sleep and immediately noticed the silence. Something was wrong. Unless Mrs. Lovett went out to the market, which he seriously doubted, it was much to quiet. Not even Mr. Todd was pacing. Toby stood and began walking around the shop in search of Mrs. Lovett.

He went to her door and knocked. Worried, he knocked again and when he recieved no answer, he opened the door. She was laying in her bed, still and peaceful. He approached her slowly so as not to wake her.

"Mum?"

She didn't answer and he looked down at her. As he watched, he noticed the stillness of her chest. Alarmed, he shook her gently.

"Mum! Mrs. Lovett!"

Her body was limp in his arms and horrified, Toby rushed out, climbing the stairs two at a time, calling for Mr.Todd as he did so.

"Mr. Todd!! Come quick! It's Mrs. Lovett, she—"

He stopped. The barber was laying in a pool of blood, his own blood, Toby saw, which had poured from the deep gash in his throat. Toby stumbled back from the barber and slipped in the blood.When he had regained his footing, he ran from the barber shop, nearly falling down the stairs.

He ran to the apothecary and didn't stop running until he had returned to Mrs. Lovett's pie shop. As he opened her bedroom door, he pulled out the small bottle he had purchased: Arsenic. He quickly turned the bottle upside down, emptying the contents quickly. He crawled next to Mrs. Lovett, wrapping his small arms around her waist.

"I love you, mum." he said softly.

He could already feel himself growing weaker and slowly closed his eyes, focusing on her face one last time.

"By the seaside...the beautiful sea."

A/N: Sorry it was so sort, but it did look longer on paper. Want a cookie? Well, so do I. Review, and I'll see what I can do about getting some cookies.