TimeLine
Summery:
When Erik's friend and coworker left him to return to his family, he thought he would be along forever, that was until but some strange twist of fate he met his friend's daughter.
Author's Note:
This will get better I promise. I have a few more chapters already written, but would love suggestions. It will have a slowish start but will pick up. I hope you like it and remember to review. Thanks!
Disclaimer:
I do not own anything that you recognize…
And now without further ado:
TimeLine
Chapter 1:
"I'm going home tonight, friend."
"So soon?"
"It has been over seven months, and if I do not go now I will not be able to return for another."
"Did I not tell you, you would dislike me in the long term?"
"You are my friend and my peer, but I have a family and responsibilities."
"From what you have told me your family would love it here, why not bring them?"
"We both know why I can not. Besides only my eldest daughter would be willing to live here, sometimes I wonder if she was born in the right time."
"I still find it hard to believe you are from the future."
"And I find it hard to believe that I am underneath the Paris Opera, that in the last seven months I have assisted you in the redesigning and rebuilding, having drinks with the Phantom of the Opera himself!"
The two men chuckled while drinking their liquor. The elder one wore an expensive tailored suit. He was however slightly heavy but by no means fat. His face was round that went well with his well trimmed brown hair, beard, and mustache that seemed to showcase the thoughtfulness in his green eyes.
The other man looked much the same as he did when the fiasco took place over two years ago. His living space has changed drastically though. While the rebuilding and redesigning the Opera House special care had been taken to give the Phantom a true home. It was now harder to reach and even more secluded with more ways to escape. Also by the ingenious idea of his friend there was now natural light in the rooms.
Smiling the bearded man set his glass down on the table and stood. The Phantom followed him outside the lair and to the stage. While standing in the middle he began to fiddle with a strange metallic contraption.
"Will you ever come back?"
"I do not know."
"As the managers have told you already, you… and your family… are more than welcome here, anytime."
"It means more coming from you, friend."
"Be careful Dean."
"You too Erik."
With that the bearded man, Dean vanished leaving the Phantom alone once more.