Erik: *looks at me with concern in his eyes* I guess you're here to discontinue the story :,(

Me: *looks at him with bewilderment* of course not I'm here to post a new chapter!

Erik: WHAT! Are you serious? :D

Me: of course ad I thank all the people who comment on the story and gave me new ideas. I want to give a shout out to Nozomi Misaki who found me on facebook and advertised my fb account to you all. Thanks Nozomi you're a real pal ;)

Erik: okay so now that you haven your spark back on with the story! *Erik enthusiastically esadxclaims*

Me: I sadly do not own Phantom of the Opera, the music, characters, book, ect. I only own my OC's and this plot line. Hope you all enjoy this well awaited chapter, comment/review, and I encourage you to find me on facebook. (User name is Estrella de la noche). Anyways without further ado I present to you what happened next on Guiding Light.

Erik P.O.V~

I was struck with a bit of horror and a lot of anger. Phillipe De Chagny, the fop's brother, had done such a thing to Elena! The fop does not know what a monster his brother truly is. Well was (he did fall in my lake after all). I mean he called me a monster, sure I murdered people for my protecting and exploited others, but never in my life had I forced myself upon a woman or paid someone to that despicable act for revenge! I may be a monster because of my appearance but that man is a monster with the face of an angel! I looked at Elena for a long time and I felt my heart constrict, she did not deserve that to happen to her.

"Elena, if that man did that to you then why did you keep Rebecca?" Miguel asked as he stared to where the child excited.

"It is not Rebecca's fault that that man did such a horrible thing to me. She is innocent and had no part take in it… I will admit to you all though that at first I was terrified of the fact that I was to become a mother that way, and as time went by I was more scared and a bit careless of my health. When the time came I was angry and a bit hysterical but when I saw my daughter for the first time I knew that even though she came unexpectedly into my life I loved her and I would do anything to protect her. Ella es mi vida. She is my life… that is why I don't have a suitor or a fiancé or anything of the sort. It is not a priority of mine," Elena claim as she looked up at me.

"Elena I don't mean to sound rude, but you are entitled to court someone whether you have a child or not," Miguel boldly asserted as he looked at Elena with a bit of disappointment and anger.

"Señor Iglesias it is not your business what I do with my life. I am old enough to know what I want and what I want to do with my life. I do not need a suitor at the moment and the fact is I do not want one at this precise moment, so I suggest you leave all your attempts of courting me and focus on the ballet," Elena calmly but sternly said as she looked at Monsieur Iglesias. Unbeknownst to me I was smiling at her comment and then I was glared at by the man in question and I immediately let my smile fall.

"Elena I am proud that you, aside from everything you endured and all the hardships that came after, are still a good person with a pure heart… I wish more women were like you," Madame Giry beamed as she held Elena's hand and smiled.

"I think we left our other guest long enough to themselves, shall we go?" I asked as I got up and walked to Elena's side.

"Yes, I think we shall," Elena got up and immediately linked her arm with mine. I smiled at her and then looked at the expression of Monsieur Iglesias. It was worth the expression.

"Thank you for saving me," she whispered so only the both of us could hear.

"Saving you? Saving you from what?" I asked a bit confused.

"Well you brought some medicine for my sick daughter, you did not demand for me the information you craved (I could tell by the way), and you just saved me from the biggest and possibly the most stubborn flirt I have ever met," She whispered and started to giggle in the last part. I smiled warmly at her and chuckled at her comment. As we walked to the library, I heard laughter and animated voices coming from said room. Elena then turned to Madame Giry and the boy and motioned all of us to stay silent.

Elena opened the door to a laughing Rebecca being spun around by Mathew while Meg was laughing along side with Rebecca. Mathew had a huge smile on his face. Once he was done they collapsed to the nearby seat with Meg. As they continued to giggle Rebecca boldly stated something that shocked all of us.

"Uncle Mathew, I want you to marry Señorita (Miss) Giry. That way she can be my aunt and I'll get to see you this happy everyday!"

Mathew and Meg were both blushing profoundly and the rest of us stared at the insightful child. Rebecca then looked behind the seat and smiled brightly.

"Mommy, am I right to say that Uncle Mathew has never been happy before?" Rebecca asked her mother who had a teasing smile sent specifically to the couple.

"Aside from your nearly four years of life, mi vida (my life), I believe that you are right to say that; however, you cannot demand your poor uncle to marry Miss Giry (even though both of them want to) so rashly… Besides your uncle must first properly court Miss Giry in order to consider marriage (even though he has already considered it)," Elena teased as she looked at her daughter but directed it to Mathew.

"Oh, then can you marry Monsieur Erik mommy? That way he can be my daddy and we'll be a family," Rebecca suggested. My eyes bulged out and then turned to Elena whose eyes were bulged out and her cheeks flushed.

"Rebecca," she answered sternly not even looking at me. I did not realize how much that small angel loved me. She wanted me, a monster, to be her father.

"Really, how about me? What do you think of me Rebecca?" Miguel asked the child with an over exaggerated smile. God almighty, I know I shouldn't even ask for anything but I beg you to not let this man take away the love this child has for me.

Rebecca studied the man long and to her fullest concentration. She looked adorable especially when her eyebrows creased together.

"I do not think you are a good match with my mother… You remind me of a rayo (translation: lightning bolt) one minute here and the next gone… I also can tell that you do not like me. You give me the same look my abuelo (translation: grandfather) gave me every time I got near him… for the record I don't like you either," Rebecca stated seriously as she walked over towards her mother and I. She didn't even have to ask for me to carry her because I did that automatically.

As I instinctively carried her, Elena gave her a disapproving look. She sent an apologetic look at the boy who just nodded but dare not to look at her eyes.

"I think I have overstayed my visit. I'll see you all tomorrow at rehearsals. Buenas noches (Good night)," the boy said as he rushed out of the place without looking back or attempting to flirt with a certain hostess.

We all stared at the little child in my arms, who was toying with one of the buttons on my suit, and wondered how a child of nearly four years had observed so much about that man. There was a lingering silence that surrounded the room. All the inhabitants of the room were in our own thoughts, even I, so we all failed to notice little Rebecca reaching for my mask.

"Rebecca don'-" Elena, Mathew, Meg and Madame Giry alertly chanted but it was too late. Rebecca had already taken my mask off. I was helpless.