soo here it is then. YOU WERE ALL WRONG! -roflmao-.. omg its just soo funny how wrong you all were. wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong. so here you go
and BTW I am such an ass I just realized that I spelled Saddlebred the wrong freakin way. What an idiot I must seem. Sorry. plus my dad trains them. WOW I am an ass. !Yo estoy tonto! ha spanish if you know what it means then you rock
DISCLAIMER: OMFG must we do this every freakin time. alright I dont own POTO. but if "you know who" steals "you know what" than the other "you know what" will become lodged "you know where". GOT ME?
ERIK'S POV
I turned around towards the voice to meet the face of Madame Giry standing behind me. I had not seen her since after the fire and had not tried to contact her having been too lost in my own grief to care.
"Hello Madame Giry it is good to see you again." I said letting out a sigh as I took her hand and kissed it.
"It is good to see you to Erik, and so happy at that. You deserve to have happiness. Now if I am not mistaken you have just bought a house and your wife here is pregnant. I intend to take full charge of the matter… so inside with you. It is far to cold for you to be out side in this rigid weather. And you for letting her come out here." She said pointing at me and scolding me.
"The horse shall be fine and left in the stalls." She said taking full charge and ushering us back towards my home.
I did so knowing fully how right she was.
"Its good to meet you again. I'm glad you could make it." Said Christina taking the old ballet instructors hand and shaking it.
"You as well… shall we." She said as we finally started on our way. When we reached the lair I sat at the table while Christina prepared some tea for us and I talked with Madame Giry.
"I saw the article in the paper and saw who wrote it and talked to the press. They said that they knew as much as I about the mystery girl and only what she was built like. Saying she was very petite and wore a black cloak with a celestial patter. This intrigued me so I kept watches out around the city till I found her shopping late one night for men's clothing's. I soon after met with her and she told me everything I wanted to know. I also had been looking for her for the past month. Christine came to me and told me of your little incident. I didn't want to pry though and come barging down here. So I waited for the opportune moment." She said as Chris emerged from the kitchen and handed each a cup of tea.
"Merci, Cherri." She said as she blew on it and sipped it.
Christina didn't know what to do which surprised me, so she sat in a chair sideways with her legs draped over the armrests. Acting like her normal self and giving no notion to the fact that we had company.
I gave Chris a warning glance telling her to act proper as I motioned for her to change into something more fitting.
All I got was a role of her eyes and her attention being shifted to the cup that now lay in her hands as she blew at it and sipped it with caution... until she downed it like whiskey and excused herself for another cup.
"She is more like you than I would have thought. She has a fire about her that I find more fitting for one like you. She will keep you in check that is for sure. If you don't have to keep her in check." She said with a laugh. "When Christine told me that you were courting another I found it next to impossible. And then when I finally met her and she said she was two months pregnant and happily married to you that surprised me even more. So how did you come across her may I ask?" She said with an eyebrow raised.
I then proceeded to tell her of our story while Christina returned with Ry and listened carefully to how I put it. Every once in a while she would give me a look as if not to continue or to be careful of my wording and I made sure I did. I made sure to leave out any details about where Chris was from or about the incident with her past and Darienne and Adrienne.
"Right…. We should move as soon as possible. I don't care what you say Erik or you Mademoiselle this is no place to raise a child. I expect for us to be gone within the week. Do you understand? Good. Now I am tired from my trip here and I should like to take a nap. I will be in my old room if you need me." She said excusing herself.
Christina got up and sighed setting Riegal down.
"Well… do you like it cause I sure as hell don't. She treats me like I am an irresponsible, ignorant, arrogant, Yankee, who doesn't know anything of what she is doing. Like I need to be put in bed and tied to the posts so I cant move for fear of the baby. I'm its mother I think I can take care of the baby." She said exasperated.
"Thank you Christina I love that you invited her. It was indeed a surprise." I said kissing her lightly.
"Well honestly I didn't invite her. She kinda invited herself if you know what I mean. She said she was going to be there for me through the entire pregnancy." She moaned out. "She is a nice lady and I like her… well I am sure you understand." She said leaning into me.
"Yes I know what you mean." I said to her. "Well come on lets clean up this mess unless you want her to do it." I said to her picking up my beautiful presents and putting them away in the room we now shared.
"Hey Erik…don't worry about it I'll take care of it." She said taking everything out of my hands as she started to clean up and pack.
I walked over to the piano and started to play feeling the joy of the moment, tapping into its recesses so that I could bend and turn it into the tune I wanted. Pretty soon I didn't hear Christina moving around anymore and saw her sleeping on the couch with a book layed out open on her stomach. She had the most perfect and serene look on her face and it touched me.
I gently picked her up and set her in our bed letting her sleep while I myself cleaned the rest of the house. An hour later Madame Giry came down.
"Hello… I see you have decided to clean this mess. Good." She said taking a seat.
"Thank you for coming. But I need to know why you are here Madame Giry. Why is it that you decided now to come and run things again like a ballet instructor and why do you need to treat Christina in such a manner?" I asked as she sat down looking at the sleeping form from across the room.
"She is young Erik. Have you not thought of that? Christine is 18 years old by now and is married. And even she is not pregnant. Your young wife knows nothing of this time or its customs. Yes I know she is not of this time. It took some time to believe and I didn't really believe what Christine told me until I met your wife myself. Christina is wise beyond her years and these years… plus she has been forced to grow up so quickly. Yet she still has so much to learn." She said looking at me with an expression of sadness.
"As well as you Erik. You may be a genius but you still lack when it comes to social intellect, as well as her. You are going to have to bring this child up in a nurturing environment and in the country at that. People in the country are not like city people. They look after one and other and they keep to themselves. Life will be very difficult for the both of you. As well as the fact that Christina is a new mother and will need help. I have a friend in Bretenoux who has a daughter her age. Her daughter is a wet nurse and could help out with the pregnancy. I just want what is best for you Erik. You need and deserve the best." She said
"Alright well I'll get things packed. We can be out in at least a two weeks. It will not take long to pack. I will not need to take a lot of my things." I said walking over to my organ knowing it would have to stay.
CHRIS' POV
When I woke up I was in bed again and I smiled. I must have fallen asleep and Erik must have put me to bed. When I got up I was a little dizzy but it soon subsided. Looking around I saw that Erik was gone and that it was just Madame Giry and I. She was in the kitchen preparing the supper for Erik's birthday with the things I had planned to use to make a steak and cake layed out.
"It is good to see that you are up. You needed your rest. Erik went out for a few minutes to make the arrangements for the move. He needs to get some things and said he will be back in an hour or so." She said handing me a glass of a vile looking substance.
"Drink this it will help with the morning sickness and dizzyness. It is only an herbal tea."
"I know what it is I have made them before when my friends fell ill. I never took well to the stuff though. And what is you trip anyways? First you insist I let you see Erik and now you are running our household and treating me like a sick child. I can take care of myself thank you and I don't need you to tell me how to give birth to my child! I appreciate all that you are doing but you are starting to get on my nerves you old bat!" I said my temper rising at her commanding demeanor when she was a guest.
"I am the woman who is going to make sure that you get out of this alive. I am worried about your welfare and that of the babies. After watching you it seems like you are more sick than usual and you are getting big already. Can you not notice it? I wish to be your friend. But you must understand that you are in no condition to walk around like nothing is wrong. How many times a day do you take these naps and do you get sick? As I thought, too many. I do not wish for you to fall ill any more or for Erik to loose you during the birth… or the baby. He has lost enough and has known nothing but this Opera House. He loves you and you love him. So I shall be here to make sure nothing gets in the way." She said holding her hand up to cut off my retaliation.
I sat down and held my swelling tummy. Erik hadn't noticed yet but I had. I already couldn't fit into any of my clothes.
"I will need to get some new clothes. But no more of this mommy dearest thing. If you want to take charge of this house than you better consort with me first. I do not like being left in the dark. We can be friends." I said holding my hand out as we shook.
I then got up and started to make the cake as she made the steak. An hour later Erik came home and we ate and celebrated. Neither one of us mentioned of our discussion to Erik, but I had a feeling that Erik new things were going to work a little better for us.
TWO WEEKS LATER (same POV)
Only a few weeks later and it was our last day in the basement of the Opera House. Madame Giry had already gone ahead with the items we had bought and sent to the Mano. It was just Erik and I now and a cot. We had wanted to spend one final night alone in the little home together.
I got up and did my now routine business and slipped into a dress. I had gone shopping with Madame Giry eventually and now I had enough clothes to make a queen blush. Erik insisted on only the best. I hated the clothing and the way it made me feel but went along with it for the sake that I couldn't walk around in my real clothes until after the birth.
I walked around the now empty cave except for the few things we were leaving along with the organ and a tear fell from my eyes at the wonderful memories Erik and I had made.
"We'll come back one day. I promise." I heard Erik say as he came up behind me and hugged me. I new he had said it to assure himself as well.
"I don't want to leave Erik. I cant. It's become my home now. So many memories. Though most are blank because I was blind. But I remember them all the same."
I sighed as Riegal came walking up to us. He was a month old and already big for his age. I smiled at him.
"You don't want to leave either do you?" I said as he whined and laid down.
"Me neither."
"Come on love, lets go." Erik said picking me up and cradling me in his arms.
"Well at least we got to make love her for the last time." I said remembering the other night. "I remember the first time we did. It was all on that wall right there." I said blushing. Memories came flooding back of us fighting, and it ending in passion and us finally showing how much we actually loved each other.
As we walked up the stairs I silently let my tears flow as we rose one step at a time. I had wanted to ride horseback to the Manor but Erik and Madame Giry insisted that I was in no riding condition. I had fought for days with them but new it was no use when they threatened to drug me and stuff me in the carriage most unceremoniously.
He set me down as we stepped into the carriage and the coach took off towards the country. Neither of us said a word as we looked on in sadness and regret at the place we called home for so long.
Almost 10 hours later Erik woke me up from my position in his lap where I had fallen asleep crying as he sang Dare's lullaby to me.
"We have arrived Christina."
SO there you go. Sorry but I am grounded from writing anything for a while. Yeah I know silly parents. grr I hate em too. sorry. I'l try to get on as soon as possible. IM me if you need to talk or have questions. My AIM is EriannaAbyss... same as my alias