I'm so glad you guys liked Erik's little proposal. Just a little idea I've had for a while but haven't had a chance to use. I had actually been debating between Music of the Night and All I Ask of You, so I ended up having a setting like All I Ask of You, but since we're talking about Erik proposing I was like MUSIC OF THE NIGHT ALL THE WAY!

Also, just so I don't get in trouble, I have decided to start doing review replies via email, so if you guys want me to reply, just leave your email in your review.

I know that this is a short chapter, but I shall definitely make up for it with the next one.

13. We Deserve Eachother

The next day Erik and I were very busy planning for the wedding. He set out first thing in the morning to find a priest and a church. He returned two hours later, saying that he had found a nice little church outside Paris where we would be married in a week. It would be private with just the two of us, just as I had hoped. My buquet would consist of a small bundle of red and white roses, which would match the flowers on the alter.

Later that day we set out for my wedding gown, stopping in a small tailor shop called Madame Adler's. An old woman, Madame Adler herself greeted us and took me into a back room to be measured. Before she took me back, Erik whispered in my ear that I could have any dress I wanted. After measuring, she pulled out a bunch of designs. I looked through all of them, gazing upon expensive and beautiful dresses, but for some reason none of them seemed to appeal to me. They were all too outlandish and just not my style. I wanted something simple, yet elegant. At last, near the end of the huge pile, I found a dress that was exactly what I had been looking for. It was white silk with cream colored lace sleeves and a pink sash went around the waist, matching the headband of the veil. It opened up in the front, fanning out to reveal light cream silk under the white and had a small train. The dress was not the most expensive or the most elaborate; it had a elegance to it that just seemed to be exactly what I was looking for.

"I'll take this one," I told her, handing her the design.

"Very well my dear," she replied. I went out to the front room to meet Erik, where Madame Adler was showing him my choice. Erik put a down payment ondress and we left the shop and walked out into the cold weather together.

"You know Meg, you could have chosen something more elaborate. I do have the money for such things."

"Why, you didn't like it?"

"No, it's not that. It's just that I want to take every opportunity to spoil my lovely soon-to-be bride."

I laughed at his comment. "You do spoil me Erik," I replied, looking down fondly at my ring. "But I didn't want anything terribly elaborate. I wanted something simple and pretty."

"Anything for you dear. Oh, wait, I need to stop in here for a moment. Stay right here, I'll be out in a moment," he said before running in a small clockmaker's shop. What on earth could he be doing in there? I waited for a few minutes before Erik came out and we returned home to a roaring fire and warm mugs of hot chocolate.

As the days slowly passed by I found that I could not contain my excitement for the wedding, nor my anticipation for our wedding night. It was ironic that I had once detested seduction, now I could hardly wait for it to begin. Then again, Erik was certainly no other man. He was loving and gentle and made me feel incredibly lucky to be loved by him. I wanted to get that close to him, to unite with him in the blessed passion that had been missing during those hellish nights. I had even tried convincing Erik to give into it too, but every time it was the same response:

"No Meg, not yet, but very soon."

"Please Erik, I want you so very much."

"And do you have any idea how incredibly hard it is not to give into your charms? It's torture Meg, it burns."

"Then why not give in? I want to be with you Erik. You make me feel loved. You can show me the true passion and love that had been missing all of those times before. You can make me feel whole."

He took my hands in his and looked me directly into the eyes. "I want to do that Meg, I really do, but the past is exactly why I want to wait until we are married. I want to show you that this is real. I want to prove to you that this isn't just another trist, that this love is going to last and I will stay with you no matter what happens."

I sat there, just looking at him for a moment, listening to his words echo in my head. 'No matter what.' It had been the first time anyone had ever said anything like that. I understood now. This was his true way to prove that he wasn't like the others. It touched me deeply. "Oh Erik," I said, feeling a tear fall, "I don't deserve you."

He took me into his arms, letting me cry against his shoulder. "Mon ange, if anything, I don't deserve you. This is the least I can do toshow how much I love you."

"You know," I said with a sniffle, "since we don't think we deserve each other, maybe it is enough to make us having each other worth it."

Erik smiled and laid me down, pulling me closer to him. "I love you so much Meg."

"I love you too, Erik." I snuggled closer to him before falling asleep.

Yes, more fluff. I wrote this just to separate the proposal from the wedding and just incase you've been wondering why Erik and Meg have not... done anything yet, this should explain why. Please review!