Chapter 11

A/N this is back to Christine's POV because I find it easier to write. But I will be going back to Meg's soon.

I woke with a smile the next day and rolled over to look at the clock. Erik should be over in a few minutes.

I got up and started to change and wash when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Come in."

"Mother can I talk to you for a minute please?"

I spun around to see a very distressed looking Gustave standing in the doorway.

"What's wrong sweetie?" I asked sitting down on my bed and patting the place next to me.

"Well, I had another nightmare last night." He said walking over and sitting down next to me.
"What happened?" I asked.

"Well, Meg was there and you and her were friends again. Father still doesn't like her though. Meg tried to kiss him and I saw. Meg got really angry at me for watching and took me to Raoul who took me back to Paris." He stopped and looked up at me.

"Oh, sweetheart. Don't be silly! Of course that's not going to happen. Well, maybe not the last part anyway."

"You mean, you and Meg might become friends again?" He asked.

"Well I would like that to happen." I said as I watched his face drop.

"Look Gustave. It would be nice to have my old friend back. I haven't had a true friend in ten years and -"

"But she tried to hurt you mother. How could you want someone like that as your friend?"

"I don't know Gustave. We all do some stupid things in our life time and I seem to do a lot."

"Like?" Gustave pressed leaning in closer to me.

I put my arm around him a placed a kiss on the top of his head. "I'll tell you when you're older."

"No fair!" He said as I ruffled his hair a bit. There was a knock on the door and Gustave jumped up to get it.

"It must be father! He's already five minutes late."
I looked at the clock and released he was right. He was later than normal.

I walked over to the mirror to make sure I looked okay when I heard a loud banging noise.

"What on earth?" I thought.

I turned around to see Gustave leaning against the door. "What are you doing?" I asked him.

"Raoul's out there." He said.

"Move darling." I said.

"What if he tries to hurt you?"

"He won't if he knows what's good for him."

"No mother I really don't think you should go out there." He said.

"Gustave, please move." I said walking over to him but he said where he was.

"Gustave just because you're getting bigger doesn't mean I can't still move you." He moved out of the way when I said that.

"Thank you." I said. I was about to open the door when I heard a loud crash. I looked over at Gustave and ran out.

When I got to the living room I saw Erik on the floor and Raoul still had his hands in fists.

"What did you do?" I asked Raoul as I ran over to help Erik up when I noticed Erik's mask was missing but he obviously hadn't noticed.

"He started it." Raoul said pointing.

"What do you want Raoul?" I asked looking over at Gustave who was standing in the corner, watching Raoul. I saw his eyes flicker to Erik, watching his face and then looked at me.

"I want my son."
"How many times;" I asked Raoul as I stood up. "Do I have to tell you he is not your son?"

"But he is. You've never been with anyone else but me."
"And how would you know that Raoul? Why else do you think I postponed the wedding Raoul? I honestly thought Erik was going to come back and take me away with him but he didn't. Then I found I was pregnant and married you so Gustave would have a father. I never thought this would happen now can you please leave us alone?" I yelled.

"I'll give you one last chance… Give me my son."

I felt someone's hand on the small of my back and automatically knew it was Erik. I wonder if he had found his mask yet.

"No. Now get out." I looked down and saw Erik's mask in his left hand. "And give me the mask."

"Make him come and get it." Raoul said?

"Gladly." Erik said walking over to him and pushing him against the wall, snatching it out of his hands.

"Get off me you, you monster."
Erik moved, shoving him a bit and heard Gustave whimper in fright. His hand moved straight to his face thinking that his face was the problem.

"You're mad, both of you." Raoul said as he turned around and left.