Jenna woke up early on Sunday morning, surprised to feel a pair of arms around her. She turned around to see Erik watching her. She smiled "Good Morning" she mumbled sleepily.

"Good Morning my sweet…did you sleep alright?"

She nodded, rubbing her eyes "I did…after you came into bed with me"

"I want to apologize-" he began.

She put a finger on his lips to silence him "Stop apologizing…I understand, I really do. I know you hate to disappoint me, you won't. I don't need to have some extravagant dinner party. I know you would hate it, and I would hate making you unhappy…besides hosting dinners like that are difficult."

Erik kissed her neck, his only response to her statements. He pulled her close, nuzzling his bare cheek against her neck, feeling her hair lay against his naked skin made his neglected flesh tingle. Jenna smiled, allowing her arm to drape over his waist lazily.

"Mmmm" she grumbled "I don't want to get out of bed just yet…it's still too early" she said as her eyes focused on the alarm clock next to her bed.

Erik kissed her cheek "Who said anything about getting out of bed?"

She grinned "Nobody, but I feel lazy just laying in bed…"

"It's Sunday morning my love, just relax…you've earned this long weekend a million times over"

"Long weekend?" she inquired with a frown.

"Yes, I'm certainly not going to allow you to work on your birthday…I have made plans tomorrow, none of which concern work…"

"Erik, you didn't have to…"

"I didn't do anything because I felt I had to my dear, I do everything for you because I want to…I love you, and I want you to be happy" he said softly, almost reverently.

She stroked his cheek "Erik, I am happy. Just being with you makes me happier than I've ever been before. You don't have to go out of your way to do anything special for me" She saw the look that passed over his face, before he steeled it into a mask of indifference. She sighed and kissed him lightly. "But I do enjoy it when you spoil me like this" she admitted with a grin.

Relief washed over his features, she brushed a lock of hair out of his eyes, before nestling into his arms and laying her head on his chest.

"So what do you have planned?"

"You will have to wait until tomorrow to find out…" he answered cryptically.

She pouted for a moment before giving up, knowing that it wouldn't change his mind. She could only imagine what he had planned for her…she was anxious to find out what it was.

They passed a leisurely Sunday together, walking about the grounds, playing music. Enjoying simple companionship with each other. As they sat in the library, both wrapped up in a novel, curled up with each other on the sofa Erik still marveled how willingly she interacted with him; held his hand, kissed him, allowed him to hold her, touch her without his leather gloves. Such simple, day-to-day things that made him love her all the more. She accepted him, for the first time in his miserable, wretched existence he felt the love and acceptance he had craved for so long.

He had once experienced love, though it wasn't nearly as pure as the love Jenna felt for him, of this he was sure. Christine had loved him, he knew she had. She wouldn't have returned to him on the eve of her wedding had she not? Then thinking he was dead, she returned to her young man, living in a peaceful contentment. Erik never forgot her, never forgot the way she kissed his forehead, his cheek, his lips. Removing his mask, asking Nadir to be a witness to her love. Though he was still stung by her leaving…she had planned on abandoning him, without saying goodbye. That hurt him more than anything else. He knew why she had so desperately hid her affections for the Vicomte…but in the end she chose him and he let her go.

Erik blinked, allowing his focus to return to the book in his hand and the exquisite beauty that lay so trustingly against him. He laid a cheek on her head, closing his eyes as he felt her silky strands on his bare cheek; he placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head before he continued reading where he left off as he traveled down memory lane.

The next morning Jenna woke up to the smell of fresh waffles and roses. She opened her eyes, smiling when she saw Erik setting a tray of waffles, orange juice and a single red rose on the table next to his bed. She sat up, holding the sheet to her chest, smoothing down her hair. Erik handed her a t-shirt from his dresser, she took it smiling as she pulled it on. Sitting back in bed, Erik placed the tray on her lap, giving her a kiss before standing up straight. Jenna grinned as she looked down at the wonderful breakfast the Henri had prepared for her.

"Enjoy your breakfast my darling, when you have finished if you would please come downstairs after you've eaten and changed…"

She nodded "Of course"

He turned and left after leaving a light kiss on her cheek. Jenna ate her breakfast, in silence wondering what he was up to. She hurried to shower and dress; she stood in her closet deciding on what to wear. She decided on black dress pants, a lavender colored top and simple black heels. She hurried to dry her hair, deciding to leave it down for the day. She hurried downstairs; Erik was waiting for her in the library. She walked in, grinning "Thank you for my lovely breakfast in bed"

He smiled, holding his hand out for her. She took it; he pulled her to him, kissing her. "Happy Birthday my love" he whispered.

She smiled, blushing slightly "Thank You"

"And now…for the first surprise of many today…" he lead her to the front door. Henri was waiting with her coat. She slipped it on, following Erik outside. Outside in the driveway was a brand new Mercedes waiting. She looked up at him, in confusion. He held out a pair of keys, she took them looking at the keys and the car and back at Erik.

"This is mine?"

He nodded; she jumped up and down hugging him happily. Giving him a kiss before looking back at her car. "You bought me a car!" she exclaimed.

Erik watched her reaction with relief and happiness. "Yes I did…now you may go into Paris whenever you like, and you can drive yourself."

She sat in her car, inspecting every inch. Satisfied she got out of the car and walked over to Erik, throwing her arms around his neck laying her head on his chest. "Thank You Erik…"

He responded by kissing the top of her head, seeing her reaction was more than enough thanks for him. He led her back into the house, for a moment. He pulled on his own coat and handed her purse to her. She looked at him "Where are we going"

"You are going shopping for a dress for dinner tonight…I'm coming along to keep you company"

Jenna smiled, taking his hand. "Where are we going to dinner?"

"You will need something semi-formal. That's all I'm going to tell you"

Jenna had a blast shopping that day, she and Erik finally agreed on a dress for her to wear to dinner.

That evening Jenna took her time preparing herself for dinner with Erik. As she descended the stairs, Erik felt his breath hitch in his throat. She had looked stunning when he had first taken her out to dinner. Now she just looked breathtaking. She had chosen a stunning black cocktail dress. The skirt fell to her knees, but had an uneven hemline, which she thought was so cool. It was a sleeveless dress with wide straps, and a plunging neckline. Simple, elegant, classic. She grinned as she saw his expression; he took her hand in his placing a feather-light kiss on it.

"Shall we?" he asked, offering her his arm. She nodded, slipping her arm in his and allowing him to lead her to the car.

They sat in the back seat, wrapped up in each other's thoughts. Jenna was buzzed with excitement, while Erik was worried. Would she like the last gift he got for her? He felt the velvet box lying in his jacket, against his chest.

They arrived at the restaurant and were ushered into a back room, a single rose lay on her place setting. He took her coat from her, and seated her before sitting down himself. Champagne bubbled in flutes on the table already, Erik picked up his glass.

"Happy Birthday my sweet" he said softly, as he raised his glass.

Jenna did the same, letting their glasses connect with a soft 'clink'. She took a sip, watching Erik over the rim of his own glass. He hadn't taken his eyes off her since they got into the car.

"Erik, is everything alright?"

He nodded "Of course my dear…why would you think otherwise?"

She shrugged "You've just been very quiet since we left the house."

"I assure you, everything is fine," he said.

Their dinner was eaten in the same silence that had taken them. As they finished their dessert, Erik became increasingly nervous. She watched him, fish something out of a pocket of his coat and walk over to her. He knelt down next to her, producing a velvet box.

Jenna felt her heart stop Is it too soon? I think it's too soon. I love him, but…I don't know ran through her mind. She didn't stop to think that the box wasn't shaped properly to be a ring. He opened the box, revealing a stunning necklace of amethyst and diamonds. She fingered the jewelry carefully. She had never seen anything so beautiful.

"They are beautiful…Erik. Thank You" she said softly.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it had taken him a long time to decide on what to get her and he wanted her to like it. He wasn't sure he would be able to stand it if she didn't like it. Seeing the look on her face when he opened the case took away all doubt in his mind. He took the necklace out and placed it on her, clasping it in the back. He placed a light kiss on her neck as he pulled away.

"Happy Birthday Jenna"

She took his hand "This has been the best birthday…thank you Erik"

He kissed her hand as he sat back down in his seat. He paid the bill, escorting her out of the restaurant into the car. She leaned against him on the way home; he bent down and captured her lips in a kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her feeling his body pressed to her own.

By the time they arrived back at the manor, they were both so worked up they barreled right past Henri, up the stairs into the bedroom. Henri merely laughed and shut the door.