Chapter 22

A/N Christine's POV

Erik found me the next day, heads over the side of the boat, throwing up.
"I'm going to have to get used to this aren't I?" He asked.
I nodded. "Yes, you are."
He helped me sit down on a sun chair and I put my head on his shoulder.
"I can't believe I'm going watch a baby grow up." Erik said putting his hands on my stomach.
"And a ten year old that is so much like you, it's just creepy." I said putting my hands over his.

"He isn't that much like me." He said kissing the top of my head and getting some weird looks from people walking past. It had to be the mask but I didn't care. I needed the fresh air.

"Oh yes he is." I said turning my head slightly to look at him. "He can sing, compose, play anything you give him and he loves the dark."
"How does that make him like me?" He asked.

I just gave him a look.

"What?" He asked.

"Just don't." I said kissing him.

He laughed against my lips and hugged me.

"I love you." I said.

"I love you to."

A few days later we landed in Callas. We were getting off and collecting our bags when we saw a blond girl waving at us.

"Meg." I said and I ran over to her.
"Chrissy!" She said holding her arms out for a hug but I stopped short when I realized Gustave wasn't there.

"Where is he?" I asked as I gave her a quick hug.

"Raoul locked me up and Gustave took the key and got me out. I've been staying in a hostel and you can stay there to and- "

"That's lovely Meg, but where is he?" I asked again holding her arms as Erik came up.

"He was talking to his grandpa last time I saw him."

"He's still there?" I asked shocked. "Why didn't you take him with you?"

"I couldn't. He was distracting his grandpa so I could get out to come and met you here and tell you what's going on."
I sighed and felt suddenly dizzy. I let out a low noise and grabbed Erik's arm.

"Are you alright?" Erik asked.

"Fine, just feeling sick again."

"If you must throw up, please direct yourself over there." He said pointing away from Meg and himself.

"Christine, if you aren't well you should have stayed at Coney." Meg said touching my arm.

"I can't help this sickness Meg. Well, we could have but;" I said with a laugh. "We didn't think about that."

"Christine are you having a baby?" Meg asked, her eyes lighting up.

I nodded. "And believe me, morning sickness is the worst thing ever."

"Congratulations!" She said hugging me and then going to hug Erik but thinking again. "That's great!"

"Thank you Meg." I said and Erik just grunted a thank you.

"Okay. Let's go." Meg said.

She walked us to the carriage and drove into a little town I knew well. I had often given concerts there and I knew the towns' people well.
We got to the hostel and Meg introduced us to Marie who was going to be looking after and helping us. We talked about what we were going to do to get him back and when.

"Tomorrow night;" Erik said. "I'll climb up to his bedroom window and hope he's still awake to open the window. If not, I'll lightly tap on the glass to wake him up."
I nodded.

"I'll come with you and make sure you don't fall off the ladder." Meg said.

"I'll watch at the front door and come around and tell Meg if anyone is coming."

"And Christine can stay here and wait for us." Erik said.

"Oh no;" I said standing up. "I am not going to wait here for you lot to come back. Over my dead body."

"What if you get hurt?" Erik asked. "It might damage the baby."

"Congratulations!" Said Marie.

"Thank you." I said facing her and she stood up and gave me a hug.

"Okay, sappy girl stuff over please, trying to save the older brother here." Erik said pulling on to his lap.
"Sorry." I said with a giggle.

"It's fine. Don't do it again." He said squeezing me tight and kissing the back of my neck. I took a quick look at Meg and saw her looking at the wall. This must be hard for her. Seeing the man she loves with someone else, her best friend, and knowing he has no feelings for her what so ever. I saw her wipe away a small tear so I continued to talk to take everyone's eyes off her.

"I need to be there for my son so he feels safe Erik." I said standing up for Meg's sake. "I just want to see my son. Please, Erik, I need to be there."

He thought for a moment; "Okay, you can come but you can stay with Meg and I. That way I know you're okay."

"Fine by me." I said and that was the end of it.

Erik walked out of the room to find the bathroom and Marie went to bed leaving Meg and I alone.
"Thank you." Meg said.

"What for?" I asked.

"For moving earlier. You didn't have to, you know, but it was very nice of you to."
"That's what friends do for each other." I said taking her hands in mine.

"Friends? How could you be friends with me after all I've done to you?" She asked moving away and standing by the window.

"Because," I said standing up to meet her. "I know you didn't mean it and I know Raoul black mailed you into this. Just, tell me one thing. He wasn't threatening to hurt you was he?"

"Christine, I would rather not talk about it."
"Meg, I want to know. He used to hurt me; he caused me to miscarry once."

"Oh, Christine, I'm so, so sorry." She said putting her hand on my arm.

"It's okay." I said. "I'm going to have another child to the man I love. You don't have to be sorry for anything."

"Don't Christine. Please." She said moving her hand and sitting down.

"I'm sorry." I said after I realized what I had done. "And I'm sorry he doesn't feel that way about you."
"No you aren't." She said, the tears falling. "All you care about is that you get your son back and knowing that once you do, you'll have the perfect life where I never will."

I looked at her in shock.

"A perfect life? Meg, my life will be far from perfect. I have to get used to living in America, Erik will always have to wear that mask and you should have seen the looks people gave him on the boat, Coney is a far cry from the perfect breeding grounds for a young child. Not to mention I have to live with the lifelong regret of everything I've done in the past."

She looked up at me. "I have nowhere to live Christine. At lest you have a home."

"Your mother wants you home. She had a break down in my kitchen the other day she's that worried about you."

"You mean it?" She asked.

"Yes." I said getting down on my knees in front of her. "I do. Your mother loves you, I love you and I'm sure even Erik has a soft spot for you somewhere."

"Pfft." She said. "He hates me, I know that, you know that, he knows that."

"Why don't you ask him?" I said, nodding my head towards the door where Erik was standing.

She stood up and walked over to him.

"Meg," He said, putting his hands on her shoulders. "You tried to kill my family, you kidnapped my son, twice, yet here you are, helping us get him back, trying to be happy that Christine and I are going to be parents again and now thinking I hate you, but I still think of you as my little sister."

She started at him in disbelieve and even I had to stop. Little sister? I never knew that.

"Meg, as much as I want to hate you, and believe me I do, I can't." He said pulling her in to a tight hug.