Epilogue: Music Was His First Love But She Will Be His Last!

"ERIK!" Meg screamed as another contraction washed over her. She squeezed Christine's hand while her mother dabbed her forehead with a cold compress.

"Mother, where's Erik?" Meg asked.

"He'll be back anytime soon. He had just gone into town. Christine, go outside and see if he's coming," Madam Giry said. Christine ran downstairs and out of the front door. She looked around and saw Erik trotting towards the house on Cesar.

"Erik, its time," she shouted before running back inside the house. Erik jumped off Cesar and ran in the front door and upstairs, two at a time. He was about to run into the bedroom when Madam Giry shouted "no men allowed Erik. Sorry, you'll have to wait." Then all of a sudden a nurse came out of the bathroom with a basin of water and some towels.

Erik sat down and waited. He heard Meg screaming and wanted her to stop.

"Erik! Mother, please let him in," Meg screamed. The door opened and Madam Giry gestured him in. He ran in and went straight to Meg's side.

"Erik, why did you do this to me? I am going to kill you when this thing comes out of me," she said. Erik just smiled, hoping that she wouldn't kill him.

"Meg honey, you're going to have to push," the nurse said, setting towels around her. Erik had an idea. He got onto the bed and sat behind Meg so she could rest against him. She grabbed onto the material of his pants and readied herself for pushing.

"One, two, three, push Meg," the nurse said. Meg sat forward and screamed as pain hit her. She pushed as hard as she could then fell back on Erik's chest.

"Keep going Meg," Madam Giry said. Meg sat forward again and pushed with all her might.

"I see the head," the nurse screamed. Meg seemed to relax slightly. But she continued to push.

"One more push should do it Meg," the nurse said as she saw the shoulders and chest. Meg pushed one last hard push and then fell back against Erik in exhaustion. The cord was cut and the baby was taken to the wash basin. Suddenly it let out a huge cry. Erik kissed Meg's sweating forehead. The nurse wrapped the baby up and brought it over to Meg. It was settled in Meg's arms. She moved the blanket and looked upon her child's face. It was her new baby boy. He had his father's deformity, his mother's eyes and his father's dark tuft of hair on its head.

"Even though he is deformed like me, he is the most perfect little boy in the whole world," Erik said as Meg as she handed him his son. Tears began to fall down Erik's unmasked cheek. He sat on the bed with Meg and kissed her passionately.

"He's beautiful," Meg said. Erik ran his long fingers down his son's tiny deformed cheek.

"We are a happy family now," she said to Erik. Erik couldn't agree more!

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Months past and baby Christophe had begun crawling, then soon after that walking. He would wander off and Erik would find him sleeping in a corner with his father's mask in his hand.

Erik loved his family so much that he wouldn't have given any of them up for anything.

One day he was sitting at his organ composing. Christophe crawled up the little stone stairs to the organ where he tried to get his father's attention. Erik looked down to see Christophe. He picked him up and sat him on his knee. Christophe started to hit at the piano keys.

"Now I know its not you making that racket Erik," Meg said, coming up to join them by the organ. Erik shuffled over to let Meg sit on the bench.

"You know Meg. As I sit here, I realise. Music was my first love, but then I realise that you will be my last!" he said to her. She kissed him and hugged him.

"You will be my last!"

THE END!

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