A/N: So here is the second chapter. I hope that I didn't give too much away in the first chapter. I hope that everyone likes it.

Charter Mage Z- The phantom didn't quiet kill her, her mental state just kinda failed. But I had to kill her cause I made her so evil already killing her in such a away seemed fun and put an interesting twist to the story. Lol.

Crystal Light- I'm glad that you like it. Christine is such a pill popper, and I will explain it later. Raoul is going to tell you that later. Lol.

Ch 1. He came

Aric woke up next to his stunningly beautiful wife. She was still asleep. Her hair was messy and covering her face, but he could see it move every time she took a breath. He laughed to himself and moved it. Her face was so perfect. He had woken up to this face everyday for the last two years. Christian and Michael still lived with them; they couldn't afford a house anymore. This opera house paid a little less than the old one did. But none of them were willing to go back to France. Emma and Aric offered to help them get a house, but they graciously refused.

Aric got out of bed and went to take a shower. He let the hot water run over his tan body. Yet another day, yet another day of work. He felt arms wrap themselves around his waist. He turned around and smiled at Emma. She gently kissed him and he kissed her back. He looked down at her and smiled.

"What is it Aric?" Emma asked.

"Every day when I wake up, your right there, right next to me. I am still amazed that you are here." He confessed.

"Where would I go? Back to Jonathan? Back to my father and step mother?" she asked.

"I don't know. Your still with me, you agreed to marry me, even after I did all that stuff to you." He said.

"Aric, what is there to think about? Yeah, you did that to me, but I don't know, I just don't care anymore. Your too cute." She said kissing his wet nose.

Emma hugged Aric. His wet body against hers. His muscles flexed against her as he moved. Her body shook under his touch. He was her angel. They got out of the shower and got dressed. Emma could smell something cooking downstairs. She ran to see what it was but Michael stopped her before she could see what it was.

"You can't go in there." He smiled.

"Michael this is my house. I want to go into my kitchen. What is Christian doing in there that I can't see!" she demanded.

"You want to know? Then you will just have to wait until he is done. I am under strict orders from him, to keep you out. Morning Aric." Michael said.

Aric nodded and went into the kitchen.

"What! He gets to go in but I can't? What in the Hell is going on?" Emma was mad.

"I told you, you have to wait Emma." Michael said.

Emma went to sit on the couch and pouted. Aric walked out of the kitchen with a plate for Emma.

"Here Emma, breakfast." He said kissing her cheek.

She grabbed the collar of his shirt.

"What is going on in there?" She hissed.

"Honestly Emma, I don't know. When I went in there Christian attacked me and put me face against the wall facing the door. He gave me this and kicked me out. All I know is that he is cooking in there." He whispered to Emma.

"You know something? It really sucks living with three men." She said.

Aric laughed and kissed her goodbye and went to work.

"You know Emma, you don't live with three men, there is another woman here." Michael laughed behind his book.

"Fanny doesn't live here genius. Neither does the butler." Emma sneered at him, making him laugh even more.

Emma sat on the couch almost all day Christian came in and out all day. Finally Aric came home. Emma ran to the door to greet him.

"I am so bored; they have kept me out of the kitchen all day. I can't even go to the bathroom with out Michael fallowing me and standing outside the door." Emma complained.

"I am sure that we will find out what is going on soon." Aric reassured her.

"That's not our carriage is it?" Emma asked pointing out the window.

"No, it's not. Stay here." Aric said.

Aric waited until he heard a knock on the door and then opened it.

"May I help you?" He asked.

"I do hope so. I have traveled very far, I am looking for someone. Does Emma De Chagny live here?" He asked

Aric looked at the man carefully. He wasn't sure what it was about this man, but he didn't like it. The man looked round Aric into the house and saw Emma. He pushed Aric aside and walked into the house.

"Emma! I am so glad to have finally found you." He said hugging Emma.

"I'm sorry monsieur, but I don't think that I know you. Though you do look oddly familiar." Emma told him pushing him away.

"Emma, my darling. It's true I guess you would not know me. But I am Erik. I am the phantom of the opera." He explained.

"Oh My God! I don't understand your dead."

"That's what your mother said."

"You saw my mother before she died?" Emma asked.

"I guess that's one less thing I have to tell you."

"Why are you here?" Emma asked.

"Emma, I think we need to sit down when I tell you this." He sighed.

Emma nodded and led him to the living room where Michael was still sitting reading. He looked up when Emma walked in with the phantom.

"Oh, I was unaware that we were having a guest tonight." He said.

"So were we." Aric whispered to him.

Emma pointed to a chair right across from the couch where she and Aric sat together.

"My darling Emma. It has been way too long since I have last seen you. You see Emma, how do I explain this?" he put his head in his hands.

"Erik, how do you know me?" she asked.

"I am your father, Emma."

"Excuse me? But my father was Raoul de Chagny." Emma said.

"No, I am your father. You were born before your mother left me. She hated me for everything. I faked my own death to make her happy. But I knew I couldn't ignore you my whole life." Erik tried to explain. Emma had a blank look on her face. "Didn't you think that it was weird that you had some of the phantom in you, when you weren't even related to me?"

"Well, yeah, I guess. How do you know all this?" Emma asked him.

"Before I came here I talked with Madame Giry." He said.

"Well, at least that explains why my mom hated me so much." Emma said sadly.

"She hated you? For being like me?"

Emma just nodded.

"Oh my god." He said. "Who is this young man?"

"Erik, this is my husband, Aric." She said smiling a bit to herself.

"You're married? I guess I did miss a lot in the past years."

Emma began to explain the past few years. About how she met Aric, and how he wanted to be like the phantom, what he did to Emma. That made Erik mad but he stayed quiet the whole time. She told him about how they fell in love and how her parents arranged her to marry Jonathan, and Aric running away, Christian and Michael going after him, how she almost married Jonathan, and how Aric tied him up in his room in the church and took his place, how Christine, dragged her out of the church and Emma stabbed Jonathan and Aric coming to save her and all of them running away to Italy, were they have lived the past two years.

Erik was silent after they finished telling the story. He started to laugh after a while.

"What is so funny?" Aric asked.

"Everything. You her, me." He said between laughs.

Emma got down on the floor on her knees in front of the phantom. He stopped laughing and looked at her. She cupped his face in her hands. She looked deep into his eyes. Aric looked questioningly at his wife. Emma ran her finger tips along his black mask. She was curious to see the man who claimed to be her father. Erik knew what was coming and he closed his eyes to prepare himself.

Emma grasped the mask and pulled it off throwing it on the floor next to her, exposing the marred skin on the right side of his face. She coked her head, and cupped his face again. She looked him over again.

"Open your eyes." She told him. And he did it.

"What do you see?" He asked.

"Why do you wear the mask?" she asked.

"Because, some people can't stand to look at me." He explained.

"Will you not wear it when you're with me?" She asked him.

"Anything for my daughter." He whispered letting a few tears escape.

Emma wiped them away with her thumbs and smiled. Erik smiled back and cupped her face too. They hugged each other tightly.

"I am so glad that you came to find me father." Emma said into his shoulder.

This made Erik smile and hug her harder. When they let go Emma turned back to Aric and held on to him for a long time.

"I am sorry this probably wasn't the best time to come. I see your having a party. I should go." The phantom said picking up his mask and sliding it over his face.

"Actually, I think you should stay. I have no idea what those two are up to, but I am sure that they wouldn't mind if you stayed." Aric said over his wife's shoulder. "Are you ok Emma?"

She nodded. Aric kissed her forehead and went to talk to Michael and Christian.

"Take it off"

He sighed and slipped the mask off handing it to his daughter. She put it on the mantel next to Aric's old white one.

"That is my mask. Why do you have it? Don't tell me he wore it when he lured you into the caves of the opera house!" Erik was a little irritated but kind of proud at the same time.

Emma laughed and nodded her head.

"Yes he did, and I can imagine he looked just like you when he did. It was wonderful and terrifying at the same time. When he realized he loved me too much to trap me down there he let me go. And then he came to apologize and then we all found out about Jonathan." Emma said.

"I can tell you wouldn't let him wear it either. Though I don't think that he needed it." Erik laughed "Emma, I'm sorry to have sprung this on you. I know it's been twenty years. I hope you can forgive me."

Emma looked up at the Phantom as he sat in front of her. She ran her hand over the deformed skin, he gently closed his eyes. She ran her hand over the perfect side, and traced her thumb over his lips.

"No, I am glad you came. I just wish you had tried years ago." She said after a while.

"Would you have accepted the truth then?" he asked her now staring her in the eyes.

"I would have accepted anything that was different from them, anything that could explain why mom hated me so much. Anything that could help me." Emma confessed.

"I can't forgive what your mother did. But Raoul is still here. I know this hurt him too."

"Some how I don't think that he is hurting too bad. He remarried almost right after my mother died." Emma told him.

"Really? Who did he marry?"

"Madame Giry." Emma said getting up from the chair she was in.

"But I thought that she passed over thirty years ago."

"No, he married Meg Giry."

"Hey you two, would you like to come and have some dinner?" Christian called from the table.

They smiled and walked over to the table and sat down.

"Christian, are you ever going to tell me what is going on? You have been driving me insane all day!" Emma pleaded.

"Yes I will tell you when Aric comes to the table." Christian told her.

Finally Aric did come. He introduced the phantom to Michael and Christian. Though he did leave a big detail about there relationship out.

"Ok. I think if I wait any longer Emma will burst. Two years ago today, Emma and Aric were married, though they could not enjoy it at first, they got a away together and now live happily, but I guess now we have a new addition to there happy family. Happy anniversary!" Christian toasted to them.

Everyone ate and laughed and told there stories. After they ate Erik read to everyone. Emma soon fell asleep against Aric's shoulder. He fell asleep too soon after, laying his head on Emma's. Erik stopped when he saw them. Christian and Michael got up and went to bed. Erik went to pick Emma up and carried her upstairs but he had no idea where her room was. Luckily Aric walked up just then, and led him to their room. The Phantom lay her down and made to leave the room.

"Why don't you stay with us a while?" Aric whispered hoping not to wake his wife.

"Oh no I couldn't do that. I have been here long enough I think." He replied.

"You know that it would mean a lot to Emma. She went through a lot, two years ago. She needs you the most right now." Aric said.

"I have a lot to think over right now. Tell Emma that I will come back soon." The Phantom told Aric and went down the stairs to get his mask. He looked into the mirror that was placed above the mantle. His hand went to the disfigured part of his face. He didn't understand why Emma was so accepting of him. Quite frankly he didn't care right now, he was just glad she was. She was nothing like her mother, accept her looks. She was kind of like Raoul too, but he guessed that was just from living with him for so long. He was just happy that he had finally met her. Memories of her flashed back into his head.

Erik heard the baby cry from the bed room. He ran to her to make her stop, he hated it when Emma cried. He looked down into her crib and she stopped when she saw him. She reached her arms up to be picked up. Just then Christine walked into the room. She came and took the baby away from Erik making her cry again.

"Christine, what are you doing?" He asked.

"Holding my baby." She snapped at him

"She was fine before you came in and took her away from me." Erik snapped back.

"Shut up! You have no idea what you are talking about. I can't take this anymore! Emma and I are leaving! And don't you dare fallow us." Christine yelled.

"Christine, what is wrong with you!"

"You! You have done nothing to me but make my life miserable!" she screamed.

"Christine what are you talking about! I don't understand. Please talk to me."

"You took my life from me, you couldn't let me be with Raoul, and you had to have me all to yourself didn't you! Didn't you?" she asked him.

"Christine, you wanted to stay with me, you asked to sleep with me. It's not my fault. You didn't have to stay. You could have left, you can still leave. But I beg you; please do not keep my daughter from me." He pleaded.

Erik shook his head, he couldn't think about it anymore. Aric came into the room just then to say goodbye.

"Actually I think that I will stay for a while."

A/N: soooo? Sad yes I know, but I think its rather good. The nice plot twist. I hope you guys read more.