A/N: Hello! I am so excited to have my first Sweeney Todd fanfic. I have been reading many fanfics and I have never had a sudden inspiration to write one. Not until now, of course. I truly absolutely loved the movie and have already seen it twice!! Thank you for clicking on my story and please reviews! Good or bad I don't care any criticism is good criticism.

Say My Name

Mr. T always paces around his shop waiting hungrily for Jude Turpin to arrive and have his sweet revenge on his dear Lucy and Johanna. Usually I could tell by his step what mood he was, but his mood never seemed to change. Ever since he came back from that horrible land called Australia all he ever talked about was revenge. Ya see Judge Turpin was the man who sent Mr. T for jail for fifteen years of the crime of foolishness. Well, that was the rumour but everyone always knew he sent him away so he could get to his dear wife Lucy.

I made him dinner and walked up the stairs to his shop. I could only hear silence. He must have heard me come up the stairs. I knocked but there was no answer. I opened the door to find him where he usually stands, looking out the window of the streets of London, possibly waiting for Judge Turpin to walk down the street.

"Mr. T," I said loudly. He did not turn or respond. It didn't surprise me at all. "Dreamin' up revenge again Mr. T. When are ya gonna stop thinkin' about the judge, my dear?" I expected no response as always. I silently placed his dinner on the cabinet where he always had his shiny silver razors. "Goodnight, Mr. T," I said and turn my back to go out of the gloomy room.

"Mrs. Lovett," Mr. Todd suddenly said. I stopped in mid-step and turned to him. He turned his back to the window. "My pet," he smiles coolly.

"Yes, Mr. T?" I asked, narrowing my eyes to him. His expression didn't change as he walked towards me.

"Say my name, Mrs. Lovett," he said suddenly. I hesitated for a moment, and started to wonder if Mr. T was pulling my leg. It seemed a strange question to ask especially when we already knew each others name.

"Which one Mr. T, 'member you have two, my dear," I reminded him. He stared at me for a moment and glanced down at his belt. I started to think he would kill me if I said the wrong name.

"The one you like better," he answered firmly. He put one hand on my right shoulder and held my left hand. My hands were slightly shaking as I looked into his never ending eyes of darkness.

"Benjamin Barker," I said softly. He stared back at me as I waited in silence for his reaction from what name I chose to call him. His lips quivered slightly as we stared at each other. I looked down at his belt and seen the glint from one his razors.

"Mr. T," I said, breaking the silence suddenly. "Toby might be wonderin' where tea is, I better go," I pulled away from him, but I didn't take my eyes off him. I slowly walked out the door and went downstairs to where Toby was waiting for me. My mind started racing as I hurried down the stairs wondering what I put in gin tonight.

"Mum, are you alright?" he asked curiously.

"Yes love," I answered, smiling at him. We sat down at the dinner table eating in silence. I could hear Mr. Todd walking around again in another rhythm which was different; it was one that I never heard before. It seemed happier than any other rhythm's I heard from his footsteps. After dinner Toby went off to bed and I cleaned up and got ready for another busy day. I was I was wiping the tables down outside I heard footsteps on the stairs. I turned to see Mr. Todd coming down.

"Mr. T?"

The only answer I got was silence as usual. I went back to my cleaning and I felt a presence behind me. I turned this time Mr. Todd was so close I could smell the shaving cream he uses for his customers.

"Mrs. Lovett," he said to me in a flat tone. The crickets in the background seemed to soften and the lights seemed somewhat dimmer. I felt the moment I had been waiting for since he got sent to Australia.

"Yes Mr. T?" I answered, trying to hide the happiness in my voice. Those three simple words could change both of our lives dramatically. I suddenly had this whole fantasy running through my mind about living by the sea with Toby and Mr. T. It seemed truly perfect moment to confess his love to me so we could go to the sea, get married and have beautiful children. I could see myself and Mr. T holding our first child who would be a little brother for Toby. He would be happy and not thinking about the past anymore. There would no such thing as Johanna and Lucy, they would both been forgotten by everyone, especially by Mr. Todd.

"Nellie Lovett," he said, flatly. All my dreams just shattered right then and there. I was shocked to hear him to use my name and shocked about the answer. But a sudden realization came and I remember he only ever called me Mr. Lovett. I was speechless as he walked away and went back his shop above my store. He closed the door with a bang leaving me behind stunned and confused.

"He said me name," I said to the night air, still staring at Mr. Todd's door.

A/N: I know this is extremely random and probably out of character but I thought I would experiment a little before I start writing more. This is my first Sweeny Todd fic go easy on me please.