When Gustav turned two, Christine had received word that Erik had returned. She went to see him. Giry took her to his home.
"Erik?" Christine said quietly.
She had taken him by surprise. "What is it?" He didn't look too happy to see her, knowing she had married Raoul.
"I brought someone to meet you." Gustav appeared from behind her. Erik looked and saw the disfiguration.
"Christine, is this your child with him?" He sounded shocked with a hint of anger.
"I don't know. He may be yours."
"Why, because he has a disfiguration?"
"No, not entirely. He was born eight months after Raoul and I were married. He must be yours just because of that. Will you take him in? Raise him?"
"No, because you're acting like my mother, rejecting her own son. I won't take him. Goodbye, Christine." And he turned away from them.
On their way home, Gustav asked, "Was that Uncle Erik?"
"Yes." She wouldn't tell him that it was his father. He would believe Raoul was his father.
At home, she told Raoul what had happened. "We're keeping him in our home and he will inherent everything."
"Fine. I'm doing this for you." He went up to see his son.
"Son did you like Uncle Erik?"
"He was mean to mom."
"Yes, well it's his way. Do you like it here?"
"Yes. I'm happy here dad." Gustav hugged the man he believed to be his father.