Corrected January 2007

I just posted a one shot POTO story based off of the 1989 Phantom film staring Robert Englund as Erik so I hope you check it out.

Disclaimer: I wish I owned it, but I don't

A week had past since Emily had seen Erik's face. Erik still expected her to come to her sense and run screaming from the lair, but it still had not happened.

Erik and Emily spent every night in the same bed, Emily insisting that Erik sleep without his mask. They had yet to make love. Erik was a gentleman who refused to touch her until they were wed. Erik talked of marriage all the time but had yet to ask for Emily's hand which frustrated her to no end as she spent a great deal of time helping Meg and Tom plan there wedding set to take place on early spring.

Erik had been acting strange for two weeks, had been acting strange since their trip to the modern world.

All and all their trip had been a success if not exhausting. First they went to Emily's father's Paris home. Emily's father Daniel had been extremely impressed with his daughter's choice in life mate and didn't once ask about the mask he wore. However it took them half a day to explain to him just WHERE Erik was from. And even though Emily suspected her father did not fully believe them he at least PRETENDED he did. At one point Daniel pulled Erik aside for a private conversation, Emily was still unsure of what was said.

After leaving Emily's fathers house, after many promises to return the following month, they headed over to Emily's flat. After taking a few minutes...okay an hour to explain some rather simple things such as a C.D. player and microwave to Erik, they packed up Emily's cloths and headed back to the 19th century.

Now as Emily sat going through one of Erik's many compositions she still could not believe her luck in finding Erik. The perfect man in her opinion deformity and all, her soul mate.

"Emily" A child's voice came from behind her.

Emily turned "Christine, sweetheart what are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to see you and Erik." Christine sighed sitting on the sofa across from Emily with her ever-present rag doll clutched tightly in her arms. A rag doll Emily learned that Erik had given her as a Christmas gift when Christine still believed him her angel.

Emily smiled softly "What's wrong sweetheart?"

"I don't fit in with the other ballerinas. They tease me. I wish I could stay here with you and Erik. It's like...I belong here." Christine cast her sad eyes to the floor.

Emily took Christine's small hands in her own "You will always belong here Christine. Would you like me to speak with Erik about maybe having you come and live with us?"

Christine's eyes lit up at the prospect.

Hours later Erik returned from his daily tour of the opera house. He walked to where Emily was preparing dinner in the lair's large kitchen. He seemed to be in high spirits about something. He gently kissed her.

She pulled back "Erik we need to talk." She took his hand and led him to the dining table, where they both sat.

"What is it mon ange?" He asked her concerned.

"It's about Christine." Emily said "Erik she's not happy living in the ballet dormitories. She came down and spoke with me this afternoon. I was thinking..."

"Thinking what?" Erik asked with raised eyebrow.

"Well you and I share a room now. Meaning we have a spare." She pointed out the obvious. "And we are fully capable of providing Christine with a proper home and family. I know we are not yet married, but maybe we could adopt Christine as our own." Emily cast nervous eyes at him.

"This is truly odd." Erik smiled "I was going to ask the same thing of you tonight. After I gave you this." He pulled a ring box from his pocket. A ring box Emily had seen before.

"Erik is that my..." Erik slipped the lid open "moms engagement ring"

"Marry me Emily. Become my wife. I love you more than you'll ever know. You have given me a reason to live, a reason to believe in the goodness of others. Become my life mate. Help me create a home for Christine. I know you probably don't want to have children with me for fear that they will turn out like me, but at least this way we can have a daughter of our own."

Emily was in tears "Erik of course I'll be your wife." She grabbed his face and ripped off his mask "And I want to have children with you, many in fact. What they look like will be of no importance we will love them all." She pulled his lips to hers and kissed him to seal the deal.

"My father gave you the ring when we were at his house didn't he?" Emily rested her forehead against his.

Erik smiled "Yes, he told me to make you happy."

"I am" Emily kissed him again.

"So I can stay?" Christine poked her head in the kitchen.

"By the way Christine never left after our conversation this afternoon." Emily said.

Erik laughed "Yes juene, you staying. We'll start working on your bedroom tomorrow. For tonight you can sleep in Emily's old room."

Christine ran and launched herself into Erik and Emily's arms, hugging her new parents tight. She never said a thing about Erik's missing mask as the new family sat down to dinner.

TBC