Everything was so perfect.

by LiltingBanshee

Author´s note: Glad you all liked the last chapter, however things are not complete fine yet...

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Erik was slowly waking up. Still half asleep he remembered the events of the previous night and smiled to himself.

Sighing contentedly he rolled over in the bed to embrace Christine.

He was instantly awake. He was alone in the bed.

Christine was gone and so was her clothes. The only evidence of her pressence were a few long dark hairs on the pillow.

'No!' Erik´s mind screamed. He would not let her run away from him this time.

He rushed out of bed, showered, dressed and ran to his car.

He knocked on her door for the third time.

"Christine, open the door. Please, I know you´re in there. We need to talk, come on Christine", he said loudly to the closed door.

After the fifth attempt he gave up. Either she really wasn´t in or she was just not going to talk to him.

He slumped back to his car. Looking around the parking lot he noticed her car wasn´t there. His mood lifted a bit.

'She wasn´t ignoring him. She just wasn´t home. But where had she gone?'

He thought for a while and then sighed.

'Of course – the cemetery'.

He saw her from a distance, sitting on the grass under the big tree.

Slowly he walked closer until he was standing behind her.

He knew she was aware of his pressence, but she remained silent.

"Christine...", he spoke softly.

When she didn´t respond he kneeled down behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Christine, say something...", he whispered.

"I´m sorry Erik. I shouldn´t have left...", she whispered almost too low for him to hear.

"Christine, please talk to me. Don´t hide from me this time", he said and gently squeezed her shoulders.

"I failed you Erik. I´m so so sorry! I couldn´t keep him alive! I failed you!", she began to weep uncontrolably and Erik enveloped her in his arms. He felt tears well up in his own eyes.

Holding her sobbing form in his arms he sadly looked at the headstone infront of them.

'Sean Erik Destler. Born alseep on June 5th 2004. Sleep well our dear son. The Angel of Music has you under his wings'.

He allowed the tears to run freely over his cheeks.

"Oh Christine, don´t say that!", he chocked. " It was never your fault, no one could have predicted this. He just wasn´t strong enough".

"But I was his mother! I should have known something was wrong!", she wailed. " I failed my son and I failed you!. You have to let me go, I don´t deserve you!".

She suddenly turned around and threw her arms around him and sobbed into his chest.

He buried his face in her soft curls.

"Oh God Christine, why didn´t you ever tell me you felt this way? You are not to blame for this! Talk to me! Let me help you, God, I love you so much. I will never let you go!", he began to sob as hard as her.

For several minutes they sat there on the grass. Devestated parents on the 1-year anniversery of their son´s birth and death.

Erik felt her sobs quiet down and he planted a soft kiss in her hair.

He felt her lips press a kiss to his chest and smiled weakly.

"Christine, why didn´t you ever talk to me about this?", he whispered.

"I was so ashamed Erik. We had been looking so much forward to having another child. It was bad enough to shatter my own dreams, but failing you...I couldn´t bear the guilt...", she sniffed.

"But I never blamed you Christine. I was just as devestated as you. I wanted to grieve with you and help you, but you withdrew from me. I was loosing my wife along with my son", he felt like crying again.

"I blamed myself enough for the both of us. I felt so unworthy of your love", she whispered.

"Did I ever do anything to make you doubt my love for you?", he asked fearing the answer.

"No Erik, I knew you loved me. I loved you so dearly too, but I was going crazy with grief. I couldn´t see reason" she sighed and settled herself better in his embrace.

"But why the divoce petition Christine? Why go to such extremes?", he needed to know.

"As I said I felt unworthy of your love. I had to get away from you, but I knew you would never let me go. I thought if I hurt you badly enough you would stop loving me and I would only cause pain to myself from there on".

Erik was shocked.

"Christine you silly silly girl! I could never stop loving you! You brought light into my life, You loved this deformed creature. You gave me your love and you gave me Sarah. You´d have to kill me to get rid of me. Hell, I´ll even love you when I´m dead!", he said and crushed her to him.

"Oh God, Sarah!" Christine burst into tears again. "I hurt her so badly too. She hates me!", she cried.

"Shh Christine, she doesn´t hate you! She loves you so much. Christine you´ll never loose anyone of us. You´re stuck with us!", he soothed.

When her tears subsided again she lifted her head and looked at him for the first time that day.

Gently she placed her hand behind his head and pulled his lips to meet hers. He could taste her salty tears when he kissed her.

"I love you Erik", she whispered against his lips.

"You´re mine Christine. I love you with all my heart", he whispered back.

"I will never be anyone else´s", she said and sealed her promise with another kiss.

Sitting in silence for a moment they both looked at the stone.

"He would have been a great boy", Christine smiled.

"He would", Erik agreed. "He would have terrorised his older sister and have been drowned in love from all of us".

"I would have liked to get to know him", Christine whimpered.

Erik placed his hand over her heart and er hand over his.

"He´s in here Christine. He is our son and he will always live inside us", he whispered

She looked up at him.

"Take me home Erik?", she asked.

"There is nothing I would like to do more", he said and kissed her lovingly. "Well, maybe just one thing...", he smiled at her.

"I would like that very much Erik", she grinned back.

Standing up she placed a kiss on her fingers and touched them to the stone.

"Goodbye my little boy", she whispered.

She turned to Erik. "Can we light a fire when we get home?", she asked.

"We´re in the month of June Christine", he was puzzled.

"I know, but there are a lot of papers I wish to make disappear forever", she shrugged.

"Of course my love", he put his hand in hers.

As they walked to the car Christine squeezed his hand.

"Erik...about the custody petition...will it cause many problems for your lawyer to withdraw it?", she asked nervously.

"I faked the letter Christine", he said plainly.

"What do you mean?", she asked.

"I wrote it myself and used one of my lawyer´s old envelopes. I know it was a lousy move, but Sarah had just told me about Raoul and I was furious... I would never take Sarah away from you...", he trailed off.

"Thank you Erik", she looked truly grateful.

"Erik, I want you to know I never slept with Raoul. I kissed him twice, but I never went to bed with him. Not now and not when I was his girlfriend before I met you", she said honestly. "You were my first and will always be the only one".

He bent down and claimed her lips.

"Thank you for telling me that Christine. I couldn´t bear to know another man had touched you", he smiled.

He locked them into his apartment and looked around.

"Sarah isn´t home yet. Would you like something to eat?", he offered.

Her arms sneaked around him and she kissed his throat.

"I want you to take me to your bed. I want you to make me forget about all the pain of the past year. I want you to spill your life inside me and see what the future will bring us", she whispered.

"Your wish is my command", he said and kissed her hungrily.

He let her to the bedroom and did just as she had asked.

Oh, I nearly made myself cry with this one..sniff, hope you liked it. Things should get better from here on...
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