A/n: well heres a big chapter for you big events! Review tell me what you think!

Chap.21

A month and a half later:

The sun rose over the city of Paris, shining off the glass making the town sparkle. The streets were empty and nothing was stirring. Mean while the Ruins of the Opera Populaire were being cleaned up and started to be rebuilt. Some workers were just arriving and setting up what they had to do. Some still afraid of the phantom that lived down there, little did they now that he no longer lived down there.

A few miles outside of Paris, in the middle of the country side, away from everything, and all other houses, stood a medium sized home. On the outside, surrounding the house was many rose bushes, with the roses just beginning to bloom. A little stone path leading up to a wooden porch that surrounded the house. The house was two stories high. Inside the home there were many rooms, when you walked into the house there was a parlor to the left, where sat a fire place attached to the wall, a carpet and a couch and a few chairs. When you walk down a little more, there was the library, books were lined up against every wall, a desk was against one wall that was empty. The desk has books piled up on it, along with a few papers. Across the hall was a little bathroom, There also was a little kitchen, down the hall a bit. In the middle of the hallway was a staircase with a velvet carpet running down the stairs. Up on the second floor, were the bedrooms. There were three bedrooms, one bathroom and one special room. One of the three bedrooms was occupied by a loving couple, whose wedding was this evening.

Christine lay peacefully in her lovers arms, as the morning sun crept in through the window. She rolled over to turn away from the sun and snuggled into her partner. She was half awake at this point and could feel his heart beating. She smiled at the sound and her eyes slowly opened. She looked up and saw that he was still asleep, she started to rub his cheek and he moaned sleepily. She smiled and whispered into his ear, "Good morning Erik." He opened his eyes and they met hers. "Does it have to be morning?" he asked sleepily. She laughed. "I'm afraid so my love." She yawned and sat up, stretching. He pulled her back down and smirked.

"Erik!" she cried out as she hit the bed.

He smiled evilly and kissed her. She smiled and rolled on top of him deeping the kiss. She pulled away frowning and looked at Erik who was now looking confused. She didn't say anything just placed her hand on the right side of her own face. He, trying to follow her, did the same and realized what she was having a problem with. His mask was on. "Christine…"

"Erik." She started, "Please." He sighed and removed his mask placing it on a little night stand beside the bed. She smiled, satisfied and rolled off of him and back beside him. "isn't that uncomfortable to sleep with?" she asked, motioning to the mask.

He looked at the mask then back to her, "I've gotten used to it." He replied.

She shook her head. "Erik, from this day forth and I am not allowing you to sleep with that on."

Erik was about to protest but she cut him off.

"I want to go to sleep next to you, not your mask; if I wanted to sleep next to your mask I would have kicked you off the bed and put the mask in your place." And before he could say anything, she kissed him again, placing her hand on his right cheek.

Christine broke off from the kiss and looked into his eyes. She saw all the love in the world in those two Blue-green orbs. She smiled and suddenly her eyes widened as she remembered something. "Erik," she started playing with his hair. "

"Hmm…" he replied.

"Erik, do you know what today is?"

"Tuesday?" He asked sleepily.

She laughed at her normally genius fiancé. "Erik. Today is our wedding."

He nodded and put his head back onto the pillow closing his eyes. His eyes shot open when she realized what she said, "What!" he shot up so fast he lost his balance and fell off the side of the bed, hitting the floor with a thud. Christine gasped and scrambled over to the side of the bed looking down at the mumbling Erik. She stifled a laugh, "Are you okay?"

He looked up and gave her a little glare. "I'm fine." He grumbled and got back onto the bed. He leaned against the back board of the bed, crossed his arm and stared at the wall in front of him. Christine looked at him; he had a scowl on his face. She smiled a little and crawled over to him, resting her head on his shoulder. She looked up at him; he didn't seem to move his gaze from the wall. "Erik?" she asked, but still he did not move. "Oh Erik." She said shaking her head. "Stop it." Erik, who was still staring at the wall not moving, was laughing inside of his head but keeping a straight face. He learned to hide his emotions after a while. She wrapped her arms around his arm, leaning her face against his shoulder and looking up at him. He still remained the same. She huphed getting frustrated with him, and let go of his arm sitting back on the bed. She heard a knock at the door down stairs and knew it was Madame Giry. Madame Giry said she would come over early to help her get into her wedding dress and get all ready, her and Meg also. Meg, has gotten used to Erik being around and accepted him into the family. Even though the Giry's were not blood related to Christine, Christine always thought of Mme. Giry as a mother and Meg as a sister. And Erik and Mme. Giry were also very good friends, since she saved him and all.

David and Auntie Mattie were coming also, since they were Erik's real family and the family that he liked. He didn't feel like inviting his mother, for she was nothing of the sort to him.

Christine looked at Erik still staring at the wall and she shook her head. "Alright you stubborn little fart. I'll get the door." She took a robe off the hanger and wrapped it around her self then went out of the bedroom closing the door behind her. She walked down the hall and down the steps and got to the front door, she opened it and she was greeted by a hug from Meg. When the girls parted Meg squealed, "oh Christine! You're getting married!" Christine smiled at her excited friend. Madame Giry soon appeared behind Meg. Christine smiled and let them in, and closed the door. And as they were walking away toward the parlor there was a knock on the door. Christine made a face and meg chuckled apparently knowing who it was. Christine went over and opened the door and David stood at the stoop smiling and she saw Mattie approaching also. "You're early." Christine says, although cheerfully.

David nodded, "Well we decided to come early with them so Mattie could help with you and I could help Erik, speaking of which where is the groom."

Christine let them in again closing the door and sighed, "Erik is being a stubborn child."

"What did he do now?" Mattie and Mme. Giry replied at the same time, which was a little freaky. Christine looked from Mme. Giry to Mattie but shrugged. "He must have forgotten that our wedding was today and when I told him he got a little surprised and feel off of the bed."

"Did you laugh at him?" Mme. Giry asked, now they were all seated in the parlor. Mme. Giry on a chair, David on another, Meg, Christine and Mattie on the couch.

"Well…a little. He fell off the bed; I mean I asked if he was alright but…"

Madame Giry was shaking her head, "Christine, Erik…he…got laughed at a lot when he was younger and hearing you laugh at him,"

Christine cut her off saying, "Well I laughed at what he did, not really at him. He's not mad at me is he?" Christine asked, worrying that the wedding might be off because of this silly little thing.

"No I'm not mad at you Christine." A voice said from the doorway which caused all of their heads to turn to the doorway. Erik was standing there, leaning against the door frame, all dressed in his normal clothing and a smirk on his face. "Quite the contrary, I was just playing with you." he said and walked over to them and sat in his chair which was between the couch and the chair Madame Giry was sitting on.

"you were playing?" Christine questioned. He nodded, looking at her. Madame Giry smiled and looked at Erik. "Yes, He used to play jokes on me like that all the time; he pretended to be mad at me at which it got me annoyed."

"Yes but you take it more seriously than Christine, I mean she was obviously annoyed with me but when you found out I was kidding around you stayed mad at me for a few days." Erik explained, turning his gaze to Madame Giry beside him.

"I never liked people kidding around with me, and you were, are good at it."

Erik smiled proudly. "It's just something I can do well."

David leaned forward in his chair clasping his hands together and placing them on his lap, "I am just curious how long have you two known each other?" He asked meaning Madame Giry and Erik.

"I've known her for most of my life, since I was nine when she helped me escape from the circus. Soo…" he thought for a moment doing the math in his head, "23 years."

"23? That's a pretty long time, how old are you Erik?"

"I don't exactly know my real birthday but as I said I was around nine when she rescued me, so im guessing around 32." Erik said.

"So were 12 years apart. I just turned 20 last autumn." David explained. "How old are you Christine?"

"Im turning 17 next month." She replied sheepishly, knowing there was a big age difference between her and Erik, but it really didn't matter to her. David shot a look at Erik and he just raised his eye-brows and shrugged. Mattie decided to change the subject, "well you know what they say its bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding. Come Christine lets get you ready." Meg jumped up a big smile on her face and took Christine's hand. "Come along Christine! Oh this is so exciting!" Christine smiled over her shoulder at Erik as Meg led her out of the room, Mattie and Madame Giry following behind. This left David and Erik alone in the room.

"16 Erik?" David questioned. "She's 16 Erik."

"Yes you're very smart." Erik replied.

"Erik! That's 16 years apart that would be like me and a four year old."

"That is just inappropriate." Erik shot at him, "if you look at it, as you get older its really not much of an age difference. Take this, when she's 60 I'll be 75, that's not much now is it?"

David considered the ages that Erik just gave him, "no, it's really not."

"Its not as bad as it seems Davey, and plus its love age does not matter."

David snorted, "Age matter a whole lot in love, its just wrong if I fall in love with a four year old."

"But it doesn't seem wrong if a four year old loves you does it?" Erik asked.

"No that I would find flattering and cute. But Erik, you love her."

Erik gave him a look, "Yes and if you ever plan on finding love your going to have to say smarter things."

David sighed, "Ok look just drop it. We have to get you ready." David said standing up and Erik stood up also and they headed down to his music room where Erik was keeping the suit. Erik opened the door and walked in with David behind him. David looked around, there was a piano in the corner against a wall with loose papers stacked up upon the piano, and there was a desk on the other side of the room also with papers on it. Leaning up against the wall was a violin case and a music stand. Erik walked over to a closet and opened it and hanging inside it was the tuxedo that he was going to wear. Erik took it off the hanger and nodded at David and then walked out of the room to change. David walked around the room slowly, examining all the things in this room. He ran his fingers over the keys of the piano. His mother had a piano in the house and since his mother would not hire someone to teach him how to play he sort of taught himself to play. He knew surely wasn't as good as Erik. He pulled the bench out and started playing one of the only songs he knew. "Fur Elise" by Ludwig Van Beethoven. He got so lost in the music then he failed to notice Erik come back in and stand behind him watching him play. David ended the song holding the last note out for a little bit then bringing his hands down to his sides. He got startled when he heard clapping behind him; he turned on the stool and looked at erik who was applauding him.

"I didn't know you played Davey." Erik said an impressed look on his face.

David smiled, shrugged and stood up. "Yes well, I taught myself, mother was…hesitant about letting me play, she didn't play, I didn't know why there was a piano in the house."

"For me." Erik replied. "That's how I spent most of my time, just sitting there at the piano." Erik said staring at the piano.

"Hey, no bad thoughts this is a happy occasion." David snapped.

Erik smiled a little and nodded looking up at his brother. "Yes of course."

Meanwhile:

Christine was in her room with Mattie, Madame Giry, and Meg fussing over her. Madame Giry was tying her corset, while she was talking with Meg and Mattie.

"Are you nervous Christine?" Meg asked.

Christine smiled slightly, "a little meg, I mean this is a life changing experience."

"One of them anyway." Madame Giry said behind her. "When you have a baby it changes everything all over again."

"I am not that much trouble am I maman?" Meg asked which caused Madame Giry to laugh. "No of course not dear, I just mean that all babies are work, but they impact your life in a good way."

Christine smiled but said, "Please Madame, we are getting too far ahead of ourselves. It is a bit early to be thinking about having a baby."

"Nonsense Christine, I became pregnant with meg only a few months after I was married." Madame Giry said, tying up the last string on Christine's corset then walking in front of her and smiling.

"Not all couples are the same Madame. Erik and I will talk about it when we are ready." Christine said, getting her dress from the closet. She put it on and Meg buttoned up the back and after it was on Meg told her to sit down on the chair in front of the mirror. She did and then Meg took a brush and started brushing her hair out and styling it. After it was all brushed out, Meg took a ribbon and gathered up some of her hair and tying it back but leaving some hair to fall down her back and over her shoulders. After her hair was done, Christine turned to Mattie and said, "Mattie, could you go find Erik and tell him that I said to take his mask off." Mattie gave her a doubtful look but headed toward the door but Christine stopped her and continued, "And also tell him that I will not marry him if he wears it." Mattie smiled at this; she knew that Christine truly loved him if she would refuse to marry him with the mask on. She nodded and walked out the door, roaming through the halls until she heard voices coming from the room. She knocked on the door and soon David opened it. "Aunt Mattie! How may I be of service to you?"

"Im looking for Erik, is he here?"

David nodded and stepped aside opening the door and Mattie stepped him, Erik was at the piano, just playing some soft, happy tune. She rarely heard Erik play, since she didn't have a piano in her house and she rarely went over Jeannine's house and his music just captivates your soul and doesn't let go. She felt her self start to sway side to side as the music played on, she closed her eyes and just listened to the music then suddenly it stopped and she opened her eyes and found Erik staring at her. She remembered what Christine sent her in here for.

"Oh Erik, I've got a message from your bride."

That single word made his face light up and put a smile on his face.

"I was told from Christine to tell you to take off your mask at the wedding." Mattie said, staring into his eyes. His look feel, his smile turned into a frown and his eyes became colder.

"what? Why?"

She ignored his comment and continued, "She also said that she will refuse to marry you if you have the mask on."

"She's almost as stubborn as you Erik." David commented from the doorway.

"Erik there is nothing to worry about, the only people attending this wedding will be, myself, Meg, Her mother, and David and the Priest." Mattie explained, seeing his nervous expression. "And the Priest will not care; they must be nice to every human being no matter what they look like."

Erik sat back down on the piano bench with a sigh; he looked back up at Mattie and nodded. "Alright then, tell her when she sees me again the mask will be off." Mattie smiled and patted Erik on the shoulder. "That's a good man. See you soon Erik, David." Mattie exited the room leaving Erik and David alone again and went back to Christine's room. Upon the door entering they all looked up and Christine looked at her expectantly.

"Well, he obliged, the mask is going to be off." Mattie said with a smile, Christine smiled and they went back to dressing her up.

About an hour later, both Christine and erik were ready, the priest had arrived all was set up in the backyard where the wedding was to be held. Erik and David were outside talking with the priest.

"The wedding should be starting soon no?" the priest asked, looking at Erik and erik nodded. "Then where all the people?"

"We are having a private wedding only a few close friends and relatives." Erik explained and the priest nodded, soon Madame Giry and Mattie came out the back door which gave them the clue that it was time. "The bride is ready." Madame Giry announced and sat down on a bench next to Mattie who had already been seated. The Priest gave directions on where Erik and David should stand and they moved to their places, Erik watching the door in anticipation. His heart was beating rapidly inside his chest and the doors opened and Meg emerged dressed in a beautiful white dress with frills as sleeves and the end of the dress ending at her knees where down from there was covered with white stockings. She came down the "aisle" and walked up the mini stairs and on the other side of Erik and David, she shared a small smile with the men and when Erik turned his head back to the doorway Christine was standing there a Buquet of red and white roses in her hand. He watched her walk toward him, his mouth slightly agape. 'She looks so beautiful' he thought as she approached. Soon enough she was beside him and Erik held out his hand, smiling. She smiled back and took his hand and they walked toward the priest. They stopped right in front of the alter.

"Ladies and Gentleman, we are gathered here today for a special occasion. The bonding of two people in holy matrimony." Christine and Erik glanced at each other and smiled again. The Priest read some more from the bible and soon it was time for the vows, the priest looked at Erik. "Do you have the rings?" Erik nodded and reached into his pocket and on his palm were two gold wedding bands. The Priest nodded, "Erik repeat after me. I Erik,"

Erik looked at Christine and took her hand in his, "I Erik,"

"Take thee Christine,"

"Take thee Christine," and he repeated the rest of the vows "To be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness, and in health, love and to cherish; from this day forth until death do us part." He finished as he slid the ring onto her left ring finger. The Priest turned to Christine. "Christine, repeat what I say, I Christine,"

"I Christine,"

"Take thee Erik,"

"Take thee Erik to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forth until death do us part." She finished and slipped the ring onto his left finger.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife," The Priest looked at Erik and said, "You may kiss the bride." Erik leaned forward and kissed his wife softly then grew more passionate; she pressed her self closer to him and kissed him back just as deep and passionate. When they broke off, they both had big smiles on their faces. They turned hand in hand so they were facing Madame Giry and Mattie. They were clapping furiously and so were David and Meg beside them.

"Ladies and Gentlemen I give you Monsieur and Madame Erik Destler."