I am soo sorry it took so long. I was busy writing my other fic, Unknown Destiny. Well, this story is coming to an end in 2 chapters. You will most likely kill me for how it ends. But…Jo already promised to do that…didn't you Jo? I need to watch out for her on Tuesday at our game. I'm really scared. One more chapter, then the epilogue. I hope ya'll like this one. Please R&R! Note: Title of chapter means: Pathways of Love in French.
Chapter 16: Voies de L'amour
Meg woke up the next morning at 3:00. She was very nervous. She opened the door to her room, and started to walk to the kitchen; she wanted to drink a glass of water. It was dark, so she lit a small candle, but it illuminated only a part of the room. There, sitting at the table, was a figure.
"Agh!" She screamed softly, startled. Erik knew she was there, but was still startled by her scream. "Erik, it's 3:00, what are you doing up? Why aren't you asleep, in bed with Christine?" She asked him, as she picked up a glass and filled it with water.
"I've been up. You really should ask yourself why you are up. I don't sleep much." He said. Meg almost wanted to exclaim, 'Duh!', but she controlled herself.
"I am just nervous I guess." She said, before a gulp of water.
"About what exactly?" Erik asked, intrigued.
"Something I'm going to do today. It may make or break me." She said, looking at the ground. Erik had an idea of what she meant.
"Ok, where are you going, and with which man?" He asked, overprotectively of her.
'Crap! How does he pick up on these things so fast?' She asked herself. "Um… To Chemins Verts, and um… with Javier DeBois. You know him." She said uncomfortably.
"Oh, he's a good man. Great, now I don't have to follow you around when you're with him. Anybody else, and I would have to stalk you without you even knowing." Erik said, glad she was going on a date with a man who would take care of her. He then thought that maybe using the word 'stalk' wasn't the best choice.
"I'm not going to go out till 8:00. Could Christine lead me up?" Meg asked him.
"Of course. I will tell her." Erik said, just before she walked back to her room.
Meg woke up later that morning at 6:30. She wanted to be perfect. She walked to the closet where some of her dresses were mixed in with costumes Erik had from the old operas. She was a beautiful lilac dress with straps much like Aminta's costume in 'Don Juan'. Its bodice was a richer purple. She took it out, and set it on her bed. In one of her drawers, she took out a corset, which had hooks on the front rather than laces. She put on the corset and slipped on her dress. She rapped the bodice around her and hooked it. Below the dresses in the closet, were a few pairs of shoes. She found a pair of white flats. She slipped them on her feet, and she walked to her vanity. There, she tied her slightly wavy blonde hair half way up, with a white ribbon. She put on a little make-up, and sprayed a little perfume, which smelled like ginger. She looked into the mirror, and pulled out her silver cross necklace from under her neckline of the dress, even though the cut was low. She walked out of her room, and went through the music room. There, the grandfather clock struck 7:00/ She continued to the kitchen to see id anyone was awake. There, sitting at the table was Christine.
"Good morning Meg." Christine said to her. Christine was fully awake and dressed.
"I'm still a little nervous." Meg confessed to her.
"Just, whatever you do, just be yourself." Christine said, getting up from her seat. "Let's get going. It'll take awhile."
'It's 7:45, where is she?' Javier asked himself. He had been a nervous wreck all the previous night. 'You should give up Javier, she'll never come.' He was about to dismiss the coach, when he saw Meg walk with Christine.
"Hi, Meg!" He called, instantly cheered up.
"You'll do great. Go get him." Christine said, before she left Meg alone with Javier.
"Hi Javier, you look great." She said, looking at him. He had on a nice white shirt, and pressed black pants. His caramel bounced down slightly above his shoulders.
"Shall we get going?" He asked, as he opened the coach door. He extended his arm, so Meg could grab on to get in. She stepped in and he followed, closing the door behind himself. "To Chemins Verts, please." He sat back, next to Meg. The next 30 minutes were very awkward. They would look at each other, and when they noticed the other, they would turn away. Unexpectedly, one horse saw a snake and panicked. And with horses, chaos is a chain reaction. Both horses bolted with their Fight or Flight instinct strong. Meg and Javier were both caught off guard. Terrified, Meg grabbed Javier's hand. Slowly, the horses calmed, and returned to their trot.
Meg still didn't let go of his hand. He looked at her hand in his, and smiled.
"I'm sorry." Meg apologized, releasing his hand in embarrassment.
"It's ok. You don't need to be sorry." He replied, slipping his hand back in her's, giving it a light squeeze of reassurance, and placed it on his lap. Meg felt better.
'Why don't you tell him Meg? He obviously like you.' A little voice told her.
Feeling more comfortable around him, she rested her head on his shoulder. He placed his head lightly on top of hers, and wrapped his arm around her waist. She felt safe in his arms. They sat there silent, savoring every moment. In 30 more minutes, they had reached Chemins Verts. Javier paid the driver and they got out. Hand in hand, they walked along the grassy paths. At about 11:00, they stopped, and sat under a tree. They lay on the soft grass, gazing up at the clouds. They named what objects the clouds made. Javier suddenly sat up.
"Meg, with me being the lead Tenor and all, I want to sing you a song, but we both need to stand." He said, standing up, outstretching his hand for her to support herself on. She took it graciously. "It's called, 'This is the Night'. When he started to sing, she could only gaze into his eyes, entranced in his voice.
When the world wasn't upside down,
I could take all the time I had.
But I'm not going to wait,
When a moment can vanish so fast.
Cause every kiss,
Is a kiss you can never get back.
Lift me up,
In your eyes.
If you told me,
That is what Heaven is, well, you'd be right.
I've been waiting forever for this,
This is the night.
When the answer to all my dreams,
Is as close as a touch away.
Why am I here,
Holding back what I'm trying to say?
Lift me up,
In your eyes.
If you told me,
That is what Heaven is, well, you'd be right.
Hold me close,
To your heart.
I would go with you,
To the ends of the Earth and we'll fly.
I've been waiting forever for this,
This is the night.
This is the night,
Where we capture forever,
And all our tomorrow's begin.
After tonight,
We will never be lonely again.
Lift me up,
In your eyes.
If you told me,
That is what Heaven is, well, you'd be right.
Hold me close,
To your heart.
I would go with you,
To the ends of the Earth and we'll fly.
I've been waiting forever for this,
This is the night.
"Oh, Javier!" Meg exclaimed, running into his arms, which folded securely around her. "It was beautiful!"
"Well, thank you." He said, glad she liked it, because he wrote it just for her. "Can I do one thing?"
"Sure, you earned it." Meg replied, confused. He tightened their embrace, and pulled her face, gently towards his and their lips met. His bold motion surprised Meg. She deepened the kiss as she wrapped one of her arms around his neck, pulling their two bodies closer. Meg pulled back breathless, as she 'accidentally' pulled Javier along with her to the grass.
"Whew! Sorry!" She said playfully, apologizing for pulling him to the ground with her.
"Meg," He said, rolling over, closer to her side. He grabbed her hand, in his, and laid it on his stomach. "I love you." He raised her hand off of his stomach and kissed it.
"And I love you." Meg said, looking up at the sky, knowing this wasn't a dream.
Awh! Group awh on three 1…2…3… awh! Fluffy…mwhaha! Here is my last chapter, hence the name.Chapter 17: The Finale of Finales
'Today is the day I'll get her back!' Raoul said, sitting down in his private box.
"If I can't have Christine, then neither will you!" Raoul hissed angrily, as he jabbed his sword at Christine…
Cheesy announcer: What will Erik do? Will he save Christine, or watch her go to her death? Will he foil the plan of André, Firmin, and Ana, or will they get away with the plot? Stay tuned till next time, on One Love, One Lifetime!
