Little Lotte- Thanks for the help, you really helped make this chapter a real tear jerker.

I Love You my Lotte/ adopted Sister/ best friend/ Angel.

Amber- your chapter is coming up soon

The song in this chapter is You Are, by Jimmy Wayne. (Gasp! A country song!)

Chapter 24

When my eyes fluttered opened in the morning, Erik was not beside me, nor was Ayesha. Immediately his new mask crossed my mind, a bright smile spread across my face, as I practically hopped out of bed, pulling my nightgown tighter to me body, I went to find my Erik.

Erik stood at the far end of the sitting room, next to his organ, before the place I left his mask. The silk that had surrounded the mask lay upon among the keys, as he faced one of the mirrors I had brought down here. He had his back to me, showing off the perfecting of his scarred skin, the well formed shoulder blades, lean spin, to even the will formed muscles of what his pants covered. He must have heard my foot steps, for he turned to face me, tears streaming down his face, and new mask.

My Erik, how the world would have loved you, if you were born to look like this, for there is only one thing on this earth with more beauty than you posses now, your true face, that beautiful, seductive, unique, mesmerizing face I fell in love with.

The liquid crystals that formed in his eyes fell down his regal face with such grace, nothing has ever taken my breath away as his tears of joy. They set my heart a flame. I would never have expected such a heavenly sight as to see an angel cry pure joy, before I met Erik.

He took me in his arms, clutching me close to his chest, those tears fell into my hair, sending chills of delight through my body.

"I love you." He whimpered out.

"Mon Ange. Mon Ange it is true, only God could have sent you." He dug his fingers into my curls desperately, making my cry with him.

"You have given me every thing, you have brought light into my word of darkness, hope I never dreamed I could posses, you have given me a reason to live, and far above all, you have given me love, something not even the women who gave birth to me could do. Mon Ange! Oh Mon Ange! How is it God sent me such a gift? What did I do to deserve this?"

Does he really think that of me? For I am nothing of the sort, he is the angel, not me. I try my best to make him happy, so I won't protest, be he is wrong. If he only knew how much I myself need him, he has our rolls switched.

"How could I ever let you know how much you truly mean to me, Mon Ange? You are my world, my everything." He broke away from me for a moment, to look into my eyes, into my soul.

You are my love

You are my life

My heart and soul

The truest friend I've ever known

You are my world

All of my dreams

My fantasy

My reality

I love everything you are.

He sang sweetly, before pulling me back into him. This time, attacking my lips with his own.

"I love you" I told him, resting my head against his shoulder.

"You deserve this Erik, you are an angel among men." He kissed me again.

"Mon Ange." He whispered softly into my ear.

I took his hands in mine, and lead him back to the bedroom to dress.

"Were would you like to go?" I asked, helping him put his shirt on, and beginning on my own apparel.

"Anywhere you wish, Mon Ange." He helped my into one of my more flashy, revealing outfits.

"I want the world to see my gift from God." I giggled like a young one as he nipped at my neck, playfully laying kisses on my skin.

"The Rue?" I asked, as he lead me over into the gondola, Ayesha walking along right behind him.

"Perfect." He climbed into the gondola, helping me inside as well. As Ayesha went to follow, Erik raised his hand to her.

"Not today Little One." He rested his hand on my shoulder, as Ayesha seemed to shoot us a childish mean spirited glance.

"Just me and Mon Ange today."

"There is just one place I want to go first." I told him, a smile spread across my face.

Yes, I'll tell him there, he would want to hear it there.

When we reached our sacred meadow, I took Erik's hands in mind, so that he faced me.

"Why did you want to come here, My Love?" He asked playfully.

I looked around happily at the serene nature of this place.

Yes this is a perfect place, now just to find the words.

"I want to tell you something Erik, I couldn't think of a more fitting place that this." He took a step closer, bringing my hands up to his face, kissing my knuckles.

"What is it Mon Ange?"

"Do you think Ayesha will be mad?" I asked softly, leading into the dreaded news.

"About what?" He gave a questioning look, but I just grinned at him.

"Sharing you." I tried my best to give an innocent, childish look, and he bought it, or at least, pretend to.

"Sharing me? With who?" I took a step away from him, looking up into those blue green eyes.

Please God, Let it have his beauty. Those piercing eyes. Let it have his window to his soul.

"With...your son." I said quietly. He drew back for a second, complete bewilderment struck his face.

"Son?" He questioned, not exactly comprehending what I was saying.

"Well, if you don't what a boy, I shall pray to God it's a girl." His jaw dropped, as he realized what I was telling him.

"What? Your? Really?" I nodded softly as a childish grin spread across his face. He howled gaily, picking me up in his arms, twirling me around, laughing.

"I can't believe... Mon Ange!" He hugged me again, then let his hands fall over my stomach.

"You will make a wonderful father Erik. I have no doubt of it."

"A father..." His whispered, looking down to were my unborn child sits. Those crystal tears appearing once again on his cheeks.

Yes, my unborn child. There is no denying it now. I shall have Erik's child, the child of an angel. Somehow I thought this moment would be painful, heart shattering. I thought I would cry in fear of this, when I finally excepted it, but I didn't. I cry tears of joy, for my Erik. My heart flutters for his happiness. I don't know if I will ever see as much joy upon his face as I do now, but he is happy, and I never want his smile to end.