Chap5 It's over Now

Here it is the final chapter. Come on people last chapter so please, please review thanks.

Disclaimer

Five chapters later and I still own nothing.

Madame walked down the empty corridor but paused suddenly when she felt a presence behind her. "Erik," she breathed as she felt his strong arms pull her into his tender embrace.

She automatically scanned the hallway to ensure it was empty. "The hallways are empty," he whispered almost musically into her ear when he noticed what she was doing.

She nodded and leaned further into his loving embrace. "I'm sorry I…" she hated to bring it up again but she just felt so guilty that she felt the need to apologise again. Erik put a gloved finger gently on her lips to silence her.

"Sshh mon ange. I know you are sorry though I cannot deny your actions hurt me and I was angry I know that you are sorry and have done the best you can to make up for your actions," he said softly.

Madame Giry was shocked by his actions. It was unlike Erik to forgive so quickly especially when she knew just how much her betrayal would have hurt him. She didn't push the issue she didn't want to upset or anger him again.

Erik turned her around so she was facing him. Mme Giry looked up into his penetrating eyes. She shivered slightly there was an emotion that traced them that she could not identify nor could she identify the odd sensation it gave her. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply. Erik returned the kiss with an intensity neither she nor he was aware he possessed.

Erik had drawn her into a trace she was no longer concerned about the fact that anyone could walk into this corridor at anytime and find Erik or as they knew him the Phantom of the Opera.

"I love you Erik," she whispered against him.

Erik smiled warmly at those four simple words. Such simple sounds he had waited almost all his life to hear. "I love you too Annie," he whispered his voice barely audible yet somehow Mme Giry heard him clearly.

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The theatre was locked and the audience were long gone. They had the Opera Ghost trapped within the boundaries of the very place he believed he had total control over. The managers couldn't be happier their opening night had gone well and now the after party, the tables turning on the infamous Phantom of the Opera.

As the police stormed into the theatre their smiles widened more. "search the whole theatre," they ordered. Yes there was no escape for him this time.

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Annie tensed in his arms as she heard a storm of people approach the corridor. "No…it couldn't be," she thought to herself as panic washed over her usually calm and composed features. "You must hide," she said quickly as she went to open the door to her room.

He shook his head at her his eyes meeting hers.

Suddenly it all became clear. She finally understood. The look she had identified in his eyes before was acceptance. Erik had known this was happening, he knew the police were coming for him.

He hugged her tight then brushed away the tears that fell from her eyes. His lips met hers for what she knew would be the last time. "Goodbye Erik," she whispered as she forced herself to let go of him. He nodded for her to go into one of the rooms. Mme Giry did as she was told tears filling her eyes as she closed the door blocking him from her view.

Mme Giry forced herself as the police dragged him away. She sank to the floor and sobbed.

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Madame Giry stared at the pages before her that were fast becoming blurry from tears. Not that it mattered the words she knew she would never forget.

At six O'clock this evening the "Phantom of the Opera" otherwise known as Erik shall be put to death for the crimes he committed in a French Opera House. Erik "haunted" the theatre wearing a white mask to hide hideous deformities. Residents can now rest in peace as the Opera Ghost is now to leave this world for good."

Madame Giry looked at the time it was just after six. She clung to the fact he had got what he wanted before he died. She hoped his death had perhaps been a little kinder to him than life had been.

"Are you alright mother?" Meg asked as she looked worriedly at her mother.

"Yes my darling fine," she whispered holding Meg in her arms. She silently wished she had been given the chance to tell Erik her biggest secret of all. A part of Erik still lived in the theatre.