Gustave looked at his mother's dead body. The lady who had shot her, Meg Giry, was holding Christine's body and crying. Gustave slowly turned to his father. He reached for his mask, but Erik grabbed his wrist. Gustave looked his father in the eyes. Erik released Gustave's wrist and removed his mask.
Gustave reached up and put a hand on the part of Erik's deformity that exposed his skull. Erik expected Gustave to run away, but instead he embraced him. A moment later Erik hugged him back.
"Come Gustave," Erik said. He took his son's hand and led him to Christine's dressing room. "Go inside." Gustave obeyed.
"Mother!"
"Gustave!" Christine hugged her son. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, yes, I'm fine."
"Where's Meg?" She turned to Erik. "I have to thank her."
"Meg?" Gustave asked. "She shot you."
The color drained from Christine's face.
"Morgan shot her." Erik murmured.
"Who's Morgan?" Gustave asked Christine.
"We'll tell you in the morning, sleep now Gustave."
Gustave nodded and went to his room. Erik and Christine settled on the couch. Erik began to sing in Christine's ear.
"Say you'll share with me one love
One lifetime, say you'll lead me from my solitude
Say you want me with you hear beside you…
Anywhere you go, let me go too!
Christine that's all I ask of-"
Christine cut him off.
"You didn't finish then, you shouldn't finish now and yes, Erik, I'll marry you."
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~Kate