I am so sorry for the long awaited update, and I am feeling bittersweet to inform all my readers that this is the final chapter in "Their Music of the Night". I have loved creating this story and I hope that you have enjoyed reading Erik and Christine's journey to find happiness.

Your obedient servant,

PhantomsAngel1870

Chapter 25: Epilogue

Erik and Christine ran out of the mansion without ever turning back to see if they were being chased. Erik gripped Christine's hand in his tightly—he never wanted to let go of her for the rest of his life after what happened after tonight. Erik looked out to the streets and saw how dark it had become and cursed under his breath. He looked around and saw the stables a little ways off from the mansion and began to pull Christine gently with him to the stables. He led her to a white horse, the closest one to them, and went off in search of the necessary materials to prepare the horse for the journey back to the opera house. They needed to get back to his home and pack everything that they could, then they would go and live in his small home that he had sent off to be built during the first night he had brought Christine to his home, yes, that would be the best plan possible.

Christine watched as Erik hasted to hurry their departure and was thankful that they would finally be able to move on from this hell that they have been going through because of Raoul. But as Christine thought more of it, she knew that Erik had the rights of the nobility, and though he hated to admit it; the money and influence that he could have with his rightful title of Vicomte could help them wherever it was they decided to go. So without thinking twice about her final decision Christine ran back into the mansion.

Erik heard the horse get slightly frightened and looked up to see Christine running back into the house. All the blood escaped from Erik's face and anyone who was there could have sworn that he looked more like the opera ghost than ever from how pale Erik immediately grew. Erik ran towards Christine and yelled at her while shaking her shoulders,

"Christine! Why are you going back? We are finally free!"

Christine smiled at the man before him. Part of her was glad that he would ran after her to make sure that she was safe but she knew that there were documents in that house that she needed to obtain before Raoul made it out of there. Only he would know where such documents were kept hidden and she needed his knowledge—he owed this much to them.

"Trust me my dear, I know exactly what I am doing. I promise to be back soon," Christine kissed Erik's cheek as she rushed inside the mansion to find that all the men were gone. Letting a sigh of relief escape her mouth, Christine ventured deeper into the mansion when she heard someone talking. She went down a couple more of twisting dark hallways until she found Raoul muttering to himself as he sat in a chair drinking some brandy.

Part of Christine hated the man before her with such a hatred that even she didn't know that she possessed. He had put her and Erik, not to mention the entire Opera Populaire cast and crew, through so much hell to try to prove that he could have whatever he wanted—just because he was the alleged Vicomte. But the other half of Christine pitied the man that she had known before he had changed into such a monster. She knew that money and power and fame made people do rash things but this was beyond what she had ever expected Raoul to be capable of. Oh how she wished that the past could have been differently, that Raoul and Erik could have met on better terms and grown to at least tolerate each other.

Christine hesitantly walked up to where Raoul was sitting before the blazing fire and coughed slightly to make her presence known. When she watched Raoul turn to face her, she could have sworn that she saw Raoul's old loving eyes looking at her before they turned back into the hateful ones.

"Why are you here? What else have you come to do to me—finish the job and kill me quicker? Well I am dying Christine, I hope you are happy," Raoul spat towards Christine. He knew that he was dying from Christine's own hands and he just wanted to be left in peace as he spent the last few hours of his life in front of the fire before he had to spend the rest of his immortal soul in the deepest fire known to mankind.

"Make amends Raoul and God will forgive you, this I promise you," Christine knelt in front of Raoul and grabbed his cold hands with hers. She never intended to kill Raoul, she just wanted to keep Erik safe. But she also knew that if she hadn't sliced him with her knife Erik would have been dead by now, Christine was torn.

Raoul laughed aloud at Christine's stupid plea. "Amends? Christine I do not feel sorry for anything I have done, if I 'made amends' it would be just a lie and that would be another sin to put on the list."

Christine grew angrier by the second, how could Raoul not feel anything of all that he has done to her and Erik? She had to quickly get him to help her before it was too late and she had a bad feeling that the end was coming more quicker than she thought for Raoul.

"Please Raoul, I know the old Raoul is somewhere in there still. Please help me?" Christine begged the dying man before her. She needed her old friend back again before she lost him forever. Yes, she never liked his advances when they were younger but he was still her only friend she had growing up before she lost her father and she needed him back now.

Raoul watched Christine as she begged him to come back to her but there wasn't much left in him that can draw that older self of him back to her. Yet as his angel pleaded him something in him tugged forward and he felt as if a dark, heavy, weight was being lifted off his shoulders and he took a deep breath before looking down at the brunette beauty before him. A smile graced his mouth as he caressed the pale beauty's cheek as tears fell from her eyes.

"Do not cry Little Lottie, I am here now." As he spoke these words to his dear life-long friend he watched as she cried harder and hugged him. He winced from the pain and knew that he didn't have much time left until he met her father once again and he knew that there was only so much that he could do before that time came but he knew that he had to at least do one thing.

Raoul struggled to stand up, but when he did he walked to the desk to the right of him and pulled out documents that bore their doctor's signature with Erik's entire name printed on the document. Raoul smiled as he realized that his long lost brother was returned to them once again. He was saddened that he had never realized the parallels between the Phantom and Erik and that he was taken over by his personal demons and was forced take drastic measures to regain Christine. As repentance Raoul took the Vicomte's wax symbol and held it over the candle on the desk for a few minutes before stamping Erik's document with the seal and then removing the identical seal from Raoul's own birth certificate. Then grabbing a large sum of money he handed Erik's birth certificate and the money to Christine.

"Here, take this document and the money. They will help you get started with your new life, I am glad that Erik has finally found a good woman that was able to look past the hard exterior to be able to see just how amazing he truly is." Christine quickly accepted Raoul's gifts before leading him back to the chair and sitting him back down before the fire. Christine watched as Raoul began to struggle to breathe and felt his hand take hers before he whispered his last words,

"Christine I am so sorry, please tell Erik that it was the lightning not his face," before letting out his last breath.

Christine mourned the loss of her friend as she returned to Erik at the stable. She nearly fell into Erik's arms as she cried and Erik knew that it was better to comfort her for now than to ask questions immediately. Once he put her on the saddle he gracefully leapt up on it behind her and began to ride the horse to Madame Giry's home.

It took them a couple of hours to make it to the small home that housed the Giry's. Everyone was in an uproar from the accident that happened to the lead tenor at the Opera Populaire and the mysterious disappearance of the tenor and soprano. Once Erik and Christine made it past through the heavy areas that were flooded with people, Erik rode the horse into a smaller and quieter neighborhood before stopping in front of the house that he had come to before for the masquerade ball.

Erik leapt down and grabbed Christine's waist that he could help soften her fall. After she had slid down the horse into Erik's embrace, Erik led the horse to a tree and tied his ropes around a branch to make sure that he didn't leave just yet.

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Madame Giry was panicking more than she had ever done in her life. She was constantly pacing in her living room ever since Raoul DeChagny shot her beloved adopted brother on stage. Oh how she wanted to go out there immediately to make sure that he was okay but she knew that it would endanger not only Erik but her and Meg as well if Raoul knew of her relationship with the Phantom of the Opera. So Antoinette had to stand by with the rest of the cast and crew off in the wings and watch as the rest of the night occurred.

She watched as two men took Christine and Erik away from the opera house and prayed to God for their safety before grabbing her daughter and taking them both back to their home to await for the arrival of Erik and Christine. She knew that if they both, or at least one, made it out alive then they would immediately come back to them. Something in her told her that they would both come back to her tonight and so she waited in the living room for their arrival.

Around ten o'clock Antoinette heard her clock sing and then a knock at her door. When she rushed to open it to see who it was she broke down in tears of joy to see the two faces that she had been begging for all night. Antoinette rushed the two young lovers inside her home before checking outside to see if anyone had saw them come or was following them. When the coast was clear she closed her door and locked it before pushing Christine and Erik into the kitchen.

She sat the two young people down at her table and began making coffee and tea for Erik and Christine to help calm their nerves. As the drinks were being made she began making something for them to eat as they recounted their tales of their battle at the DeChagny mansion. Antoinette gasped and cried at several of the more horrifying parts, only causing her to make more and more food for the two people that went through so much tonight. Once all the food was cooked and the drinks were served Antoinette sat across from Christine and Erik before looking at them and began to speak.

"It's not safe for us here anymore, we need to move on." Antoinette watched as the two people before her were shocked to learn this.

"Where can we go? What will we do?" Christine begged her foster mother for answers. Paris has been her only home in life and Christine was reluctant to give it up no matter what happened tonight, she couldn't bear to leave her only home that reminded her of her father.

"Erik, I have heard that the new country America has many opportunities, with your genius mind I am sure that we would be able to make a very nice living there. I have seen some of your sketches for Phantasma—" Antoinette began speaking to her brother, trying to make him see reason in this matter. It was vital that they leave soon.

"I understand your worry and concern Antoinette, and that it why I have booked passage for you, Meg, Christine, and me to America on the first passage tomorrow from Calais." Erik was very pleased with himself as he watched the two females before him grow shocked at his news. Erik had had these passages booked for a week now in case the worst of the two endings to tonight happened, which it did, giving them ample opportunity to leave.

"Erik, are you sure? I will miss Paris." Christine asked as she grabbed Erik's arm with tears filling her eyes.

"Don't worry my dear, America is wonderful and I promise that you will love everything about it. I have read a few books about the new country and I am pleased, so far, with what I hear. Trust me my darling, you will enjoy it for I shall be building an opera house just for you." With a long hug from Christine, Erik chuckled at his darling sweet girl and looked around the kitchen.

"Antoinette have you seen Meg?"

Antoinette smiled and nodded her head,

"Yes, she said that she needed sleep so I allowed her to go to her room an hour ago so she could rest." Erik nodded in return and continued holding Christine as the three of them grew excited about the beginning of their adventure tomorrow.

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Meg waited until her mother was busy playing hostess to Erik and Christine. She wanted to go meet them but all she was concerned about was Raoul. She looked down at her ring and admired the beauty and splendor of it as she got everything ready for her trip to his home tonight. She knew of his plan and hated how much he admired Christine but knew that if he was able to scare her enough, Christine would not be a threat anymore and Meg herself would have the limelight.

As Meg climbed down from her window and walked to the front of her home she untied the horse and whispered to it to go back home. She journeyed through the night to her fiancé's home and grew excited as she reached the entrance. All she could imagine on the way to his home is how they would embrace each other with kisses and hugs and laughter. When she opened the door and saw the upheaval that most have happened to have caused all the chairs and tables to have been in the disorder that they were in now she immediately grew concerned and ran through each room calling out to her beloved fiancé.

As Meg finally made it into the DeChagny study she saw a body slumped over in a chair facing the fire and ran towards it to identify the person. When she discovered that it was her Raoul she began crying as she took in his extremely pale appearance and grabbed his ice cold hands.

When she placed her face near his she could hear his ragged breathing and she immediately pulled his face up to make him look at her.

"Oh my darling Raoul, what was happened to you! WHO HAS DONE THIS TO YOU?!" Meg was crying and yelling by the end of her questions with anger and fear that she was going to lose the one man that she had ever grown to love. He couldn't leave her yet, they had talked about their glorious future together and she wanted to have that future with him, not anyone else.

Meg watched as her Raoul struggled to speak, and she knew that he was going to die at any second. But she begged God that he would be able to tell her who had done this to them, who had ruined their chances at happiness, who had killed her beloved Raoul.

Using the last breath that Raoul knew he possessed he looked up at Meg and whispered,

"Christine."

Meg watched as Raoul's body slumped back against the chair one last time and she screamed in agony as she knew that he was gone forever. She stood up and kissed his lips one last time before walking towards the fireplace. On the mantle Meg saw a picture of Christine and immediately took it in her hands and threw it into the fire before her. As Meg watched the picture curl up and burn she vowed,

"Now that you have taken away what I have loved I promise to take away everything you hold dear to you Christine."

So there is the ending to my first phanfic on this website. How did I do? Any more questions? Who's ready for a Phantom of the Opera/Beauty and the Beast crossover! Or pirates of the caribbean crossover? Hunchback of notre dame? Any other suggestions? Please review down below on the story in its entirety and/or my suggestions I have listed above

Your obedient servant,

PhantomsAngel1870