Meg couldn't sleep that night. She kept thinking about what Nadir said. Was Angel truly Erik's daughter? If she was, Meg could hardly blame him. The only reason Meg had married Erik was so she wouldn't bare a bastard child.

It got to the point were Meg got up and went out into the garden. As she thought about Nadir, Meg felt a familiar ache in her chest She had missed him so much. It wasn't fair. Life isn't fair she reminded herself. At least Chloe has a father.

"Meg," A voice said.

The former ballerina whipped around. "Nadir…how did you-"

"You can't be friends with Erik without learning a thing or two." He smiled. Meg turned her back to him and the Daroga's smile left. "Meg please."

"What do you want Nadir?" She snapped, turning back to him. "To forgive you? Because I will never forgive you for leaving me."

"I was coming back!" He shouted. "Urgent business called me away! By the time I got back you were gone!"

"You didn't even say goodbye!"

"I left a note!"

"You did not!"

"I most certainly did Marguerite Giry. Do you honestly think I'm the kind of man who would sleep with a girl then leave without a word? True, I should've left it on the bedside table, not your purse but-

Suddenly Meg paled. "Oh God."

"What is it?" Nadir asked, concerned.

"I know how Raoul knows."

"Raoul knows?!"

"He knows you are Chloe's father, yes."

"How?"

Meg gulped. "One time, maybe about a week after you left, he and Christine came by. They took Mama and I to lunch and we were getting back in the carriage after words and I realized I had left my purse on the table. Raoul went back to get it for me. As you know, I like to fiddle with my purse and it must've been open and, I don't know, maybe it was open, maybe he was just being nosy, but if it truly was in my purse he must've read it. Maybe he absent-mindedly stuck it in his pocket or something. And then Chloe was born 'early' and he must've put two and two together…. Oh God." Meg sunk to her knees and covered her face with her hand. She felt Nadir's hand on her shoulder. "Every time I see him I'm afraid he'll tell Erik. And now he's drinking…"

Nadir wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms and tell her everything was going to be okay.

"Meg…will you tell Chloe?"

"Tell me what?"

The pair got to their feet and turned around.

"Chloe what on earth are you doing u?" Meg ask.

"I couldn't sleep and I came to find you. Whose that?"

"This is Nadir Kahn. He's…a friend, a very dear friend."

"Hi Mister Kahn." Chloe said.

Nadir beamed and he felt tears threating, this was his child. "Hello Chloe, you're mother's been telling me all about you."

"Why are you up so late?" Chloe turned back to her mother.

"The same reason as you darling. But come on," Meg picked her daughter up. "Time to sleep. "

"Bye Mr. Kahn." Chloe waved.

"Goodbye Chloe, Meg." Nadir nodded at them. He turned to leave.

"Nadir," Meg called and he turned back. "Will I see you again?"

He smiled. "Most definatley."

Once she had gotten Chloe to bed, Meg went to the basement. Erik had set up his music in the basement and it looked very much his lair.

Meg searched through some of the music till she found what she was looking for. She sat down at the piano and began to play.

When this all began…

We knew there'd be a price…

Once upon a dream…

We were lost in love's embrace

There we found a perfect place

Once upon a dream

"You promise you'll come back to me?" Meg asked him. Nadir had just told her, he might have to go to London in the following months.

"Meg Giry, nothing could keep me from returning." He promised, giving her a kiss.

Once there was a time…

Like no other time before…

Hope was still an open door…

Once upon a dream

And I was unafraid!

I don't care what Mama says Meg thought He loves me. He's going to come back. But as days turned to weeks, Meg began to lose hope.

But now I see it fade

And I am here alone…!

Once upon a dream…

You were heaven sent to me

Was it never mean to be?

Was it just a dream?

Should we begin again…?

Once upon a dream…

A tear rolled down Meg's check.

"Now you have Erik." Her mother said. "He may only be second best, my dear, but it doesn't mean you can't have a life."

"I think it does for me, Mama…I'll never love again like I love him."

Meg shook her head trying to forget the memory. She needed to sleep. To tired to go upstairs, Meg curled up on the chaise lounge and was asleep in seconds.

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~Kate