Christine squealed with delight. "Oh Erik honey, did you hear? We are going to have a baby!"
Erik smiled weakly at Christine. He hoped her happiness was contagious. Is it mine? Will it look like me? How will we be able to hide this? Moving her out of here will be harder. His stomach fluttered with nerves as he reached over to grab her hand.
A few days later they left the hospital. Christine was on cloud nine thinking of baby names. "How about Robert Franklin for a boy? Or Adam Christopher?" She stopped to think. "Madaline Sophia or Elizabeth Michelle for a girl." She twirled around in the sunlight. Erik had to smile as he watched his wonderful soulmate glitter in the morning sun.
"Marry me..."
Christine stopped. Erik pulled a ring from his pocket and held it out to her. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Christine I love you. Marry me."
Christine allowed Erik to slip the ring onto her finger. Her heart told her that she just did.
Around the corner from the happy couple Raoul scowled. He had heard the news and hoped the baby was his and not that monsters. This would be his chance to get his beloved back. He would have to bide his time. That could be difficult. He wanted her back now. Tonight. Time was of the essense. He had to come up with a plan to prove the baby was his.
Would she leave knowing she is pregnate? Traveling would be difficult. They would have to lay low...Erik would want to go back to his lair in the Opera Hall. It would be the safest place for them. No one would expect them to return. No one but me.
Raoul got sick of watching the happy couple. He spun around and headed back to his house. He had some scheming to take care of.
Back in the sewer pipes Erik and Christine plotted their next move. Erik knew the Opera Hall was a bad idea, but Christine and the baby needed a warm bed to sleep in. He knew that to be the best, and cheapest, place to go. Not to mention the safest.