"Monsieur! Come quick! He's waking!" Christine shouted in a hushed voice for the Persian to accompany her by Erik's side. The Phantom opened his eyes and stared for a moment at Christine, then beginning to sit up, she immediately started to shove him back onto his pillow. There was a sudden quarrel where Erik struggled to get Christine's hands off of his shoulders, while the Persian yelled at him to do as she said.

"Erik! You must stay put!" The Daroga roared over Christine and Erik's voices.

"Why the HELL should I do THAT, Daroga?! And WHY am I here, and WHERE is that little fop?!" Erik shouted back, still struggling to get the pleading Christine to let go of him.

"If you would stay still, we could tell you!" The Persian yelled. Amazingly, Erik fell back onto his pillow, waiting for an explanation. Christine drew away, taking a deep breath and sitting down in a chair by Erik's bed.

"Erik, you've been unconscious for over a week," Christine said.

"A WEEK?!" Erik shouted, "Nonsense! Dear God, what has gotten into you two?"

"You've been shot," the Persian said sternly.

"Ha!" Erik laughed, "If I'd been shot, wouldn't I be feeling a bit, well.. SHOT right now?" With that, he sat up, and yelling "Damn!", he was lying back down again. "Where'd that stupid boy get the guts to shoot me?!" Erik panted rudely.

"Stop worrying, Erik, I'm sure your friend can tell you how he got revenge," Christine almost whispered.

"Daroga, I need a good laugh, tell me you killed him," Erik smirked.

"I killed him," the Persian nodded. And by the way Christine stared at him as he said this so calmly, a look of bewildered horror and sadness, he shifted uncomfortably. "I think I should go now.. make some tea," he said quietly, leaving the room.

"And he deserved every inch of life that was taken from him," Erik growled towards the Persian as he left. The only reason that he didn't continue was the look on Christine's face. "Oh, come, dear, I'm sure you'll recover... you lost a friend and I apologize," Erik said to her sincerely.

"It's not your fault, you don't have to apologize," Christine replied. "I take the full blame for everything that happened.."

"It is not YOUR fault, Christine," Erik said sternly, "We all make mistakes, but this time it was the Vicomte who went a bit too far."

"And what if I had decided to stay with Raoul? Would you have tried to kill him?" Christine asked.

"Without a doubt, my dear.. forgive me," Erik sighed, staring at the ceiling. "And it seems I already have made that mistake."

"Oh, Erik," Christine whispered sadly, "In a way, it's better this way.. that I no longer have Raoul. It's good for him too - he won't have to live in suffering..." Christine let in a shaky breath. "But.. nobody - deserves to die the way he did..."

"Christine, you must live in the present. Think of the future. Think - do you really want to stay down here with me? Your Viscount made a point, how do you think you'll be able to live underground?" Erik asked.

Christine leapt to the Phantom's side, making him look into her eyes. "Erik - if I had to live underground, lonely and in the dark for the rest of my life, I would soon reach the point of insanity and I know I would never make it."

Erik's face fell. She does not wish to stay after all, he thought bitterly.

"But to stay here with YOU, would be like heaven on Earth.. Erik," Christine said, all of her love pouring through the power of her beautiful eyes - like stars, they were..

"Christine, sweet child, how much I love you, will you never know - there is no way to-"

"You need to keep quiet, Erik," Christine hushed him. "And don't think, that just because you love me, doesn't mean I can't love you back."

"But I lied to you, and kidnapped you, and threatened to kill you," Erik replied regretfully.

"But you gave everything to me as well!" Christine retorted. "Besides, everyone makes mistakes."

Erik did not answer.

"There is one problem, though," Christine added, smiling warmly, "I can't see my Angel of Music properly through that stupid mask."

She then withdrew the cover from his face, throwing it to the floor. Instinctively, Erik shrunk down, but Christine closed her hands around his face, bent down, and kissed him over and over and over again.

Erik's wall was broken as Christine's lips touched his, and he finally realized that there WERE people who didn't judge on one's visage... So he began to give a little bit of love back to his fair queen, while the mask, slowly growing cold, lay forgotten.

They were finally together again; with nothing to stop them from loving each other this time. Though they knew that if they ever were separated once more, they'd find each other, even if they had to go to the ends of the Earth. And even though darkness surrounded them, they knew the sun was blazing mighty and high in the sky.

What a wonderful thing fate may be!



FINIS



There's so much life

I've left to live

And this fire is burning still

When I watch you look at me

I think I could find a way

To stand for every dream

And forsake this solid ground

And give up this fear within

Of what would happen if they end, you

I'm in love with you

I'd surrender everything

To feel the chance, to live again

I reach to you

I know you can feel it too

We'd make it through

A thousand dreams I still believe

I'd make you give them all to me

I'd hold you in my arms and never let go

Right here, right now

I'd give my life to live again

I'll break free

Take me, my everything

I surrender all to you.



A/N: The end. :) Did that ending SUCK? Tell me please, whatcha think.