Phantom Resurrected

Epilogue

In the early morning on the opera stage no one could hear the piano playing. Or the mistakes. Desiree fumbled through a tune. She had taught herself the right hand and treble clef of piano music when she was younger but never had enough time or concentration to learn the rest. Sighing after hitting again another sour note, she leaned her head down on the instrument. She could see her reflection perfectly in piano's shiny black surface. Sleep would be good right now.

"You didn't get much rest last night?" Erik noted. Dessy looked up to see him at the piano. He smiled and looked over at the music. "What where you playing?"

"Butchering Bach is more like it." She stretched her arms slightly. It was still sore and the skin under her bandages. It had been almost a week since her fight with Matthews and the Ripper and her multiple wounds still ached. Christine had stayed by Dessy and Erik's bedsides caring for her wounded family with Jacob helping gather supplies. Erik had healed faster, but Christine had tried her hardest to keep Dessy in bed and rested. But refusing to be caged up she snuck away to the stage in the early morning when everyone was asleep.

Everyone except Erik.

"So what's on your mind?" He asked.

"What do you think?" Dessy grumbled. Matthews had been sent to court and Scotland Yard had found an unidentifiable male body floating in the Thames. "Do you really think that was the Ripper after us?"

Erik drummed his fingers in thought. "I doubt it. There have been some many fakes claiming to be the Ripper. I wouldn't be surprised if our friend was one of them."

Dessy sighed again glancing to the long row of mirrors behind her. "So this is what it feels like to be a wanted criminal. Charming and exhausting." Erik went to stand by the mirrors and she went to his side. "So Erik have you been alive all these years?" He nodded

"Not bad for a hundred years young." He said jokingly.

"So what could you say you've learn through all these years?"

Erik took in a deep breath. "Sometimes things that are too good to be true usually are." Dessy glanced up at her father. He looked so strong, like nothing could break him. She felt a deep sense of pride. She wanted to be just like him, strong. "I thought I almost lost you that night, Desiree, after I had just found you." He confessed.

"I'll never be lost to you, ever Erik." She shoved her hands into her pocket, gazing blankly at the mirror. "I know that, because I made a promise." Erik looked at her, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Really what promise was that?"

"I made promise to myself." She laid a hand on the glass. "I'm not going to let anyone hurt me or the people I care about, ever." Her hands slowly became a fist. "I swear it."

Erik put his own hand over Dessy's, steadying it. "I understand how you feel." He glanced into the mirror, as if he where seeing through it. "You know, we can go back home anytime you want, forget all this ever happen." He said.
Dessy turned to him, and embraced her father. It was like the dream. So this is what it felt like to be loved, by her real parents. No she never wanted this to end. She made a promise. Somehow she would make it work; somehow they could be a happy family. It could work. She would make it work.

"Nah, Erik. I'd like to stay here." She answered

TO BE CONTINUED.

A/N: It's Finished! Whew how long did that take, I wasn't counting. Thank to all the loyal readers and reviewer who hung on for the ride. And to everyone who added me to favorite authors and stories lists. Hope everyone enjoyed Phantom Resurrected. I'd like some feedback, what you liked or want you didn't like, so please review. Puppy Eyes Stay tuned, the saga will continued as promise. Look soon for the sequel to the sequel. " Phantom Resurrected: Friend or Foe?" when Desiree dons the infamous mask and gets in some messing business with Jekyll and Hyde.