a/n: I know I said 6 reviews, but 5 is good enough for me!

This is a really short chapter for me.before I end this I would like to thank all of those who have reviewed my story: without you I would not be here, typing this last chapter. Thank you so much :')

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What just happened makes me really consider my position. My angel is much older than I am. Is wise for me to be here, taking comfort from him. Would I truly be ready to give myself to this man for all my life?

He comes back in wearing black silk pants and a black silk shirt as well. He's covered up with a cloak that is the color of nightfall, a deep blue.

When he walks over I stand up, and he embraces me, holding me to him.

"I apologize for keeping you," he whispers.

I don't answer, instead I comment, "I love this cloak. The color is amazing."

He smiles, "I actually got this from Madame Giry, a long time ago. She couldn't afford much, since she was still a girl, but she got me this for the first anniversary of me coming to this place. I swore to her I would wear it as much as possible, but I haven't worn it in years."

"Why not?" I look at him.

"Its beautiful, and I learned that it's nothing like me," he let's go of me, but I grab his hand.

"So what?" I startle myself, and he turns sharp.

"What?" his voice makes him seems very angry.

"So what if you don't look beautiful, you're soul is so much different! Every person has some sort of deformity, yours just happens to be in your appearance," I defend myself, yelling.

"Christine, you don't have such a thing," his voice is calm now.

"Yes I do. I'm very weak, I lost my father and found since then that I seem to be needy, and I am a brat, which no one can deny," I smile.

"I can," he smiles back.

I kiss him, "You're just saying that. You know you want to admit it."

"No, Christine, I don't," he moves his face to my neck and kisses me softly.

I nuzzle his neck and he whispers my name softly in my ear. There's a heat that builds in me that I have never felt before.

But before it can grow he pulls back and simply wraps an arm around my waist.

"Christine," he whispers into my ear, "You should go back."

I shake my head in protest; "I want to stay here, with you Erik."

"But Christine," he tries.

"Erik, I want to be here, by your side, and I want you to want me here," I turn in his arms to face him.

"Christine, I do, but you're injured," he protests.

"I'm healing," I counter.

I look over to the clock and see that it reads ten o' clock.

I turn back to him, "Can you tell me, is it night or morning?"

He sighs, "Nighttime now."

I move my head by his ear, "There's something I want you to see, and then I promise you that'll I return to bed."

He nods, "Alright."

I lead him along the rock pathway, finding it faster and then up through the mirror towards my room. From there I take him through my own secret entrance and we end up outside.

I look up and smile, turning to him.

"Look up, Erik," he does.

I watch as his eyes widen and I see tears start to form at the edge of his eyes.

I look back up. The stars show perfectly and there is a slight shower of shooting stars streaking across the sky.

"I told you that you had to see this," I turn to him and he looks at me.

"It's beautiful," he whispers.

I simply start to move toward my favorite seat, the back of the gargoyle with the wings.

Once there I lay back and look at the stars once more.

He lies down beside me and I rest my head on his chest. He starts to run a hand through my hair.

I love this feeling and I start to sing a song, slightly changing the words, a smile playing on my lips, "All I want is freedom, a world with no more light, and you always beside me to hold me and to guide me."

When he starts to sing to me I confirm my suspicions of him being on the roof the night Raoul and I were up here, "Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime, let me lead you from your solitude. Say you need me with you here, beside you, anywhere you go, let me go too - Christine, that's all I ask of you."

I jump ahead in the song, "Say you love me . . ."
"You know I do," he smiles at me.

We both sing together, "Love me - that's all I ask of you."

He kisses me and I kiss him back, taking in everything and nothing at the same time. My world spins out of control. I feel his tongue run across my lips and I moan, letting my lips open.

He gently breaks the kiss.

"I love you Christine," he smiles brightly, the moonlight and starlight illuminating it.

"And I love you," I take off his mask and before he can do anything I kiss him on the lips. I prepare myself to feel him pull, back, but instead his hand moves to the back of my neck and he kisses me harder.

I break the kiss and then lay my head on his chest again, "I'm starting to tire now."

He lifts me into his arms again, "Then let us return."

We both look to the stars one more time before he starts to carry me back.
I return to bed, just like I promised him, but I do not return alone.

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a/n: thank you all again, and I have one question and one request:

Sequel?

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