Note: Alrighty y'all...here's the final chapter:Big sob fest goes on: I brought plenty of tissues for those of you who are so sad that this story has come to an end! Now, I would like reviews back on this, and you can read the bottom (after the story) about my new upcoming story! And now, onto the final chapter!

Epilogue

"Momma! Come look at this!" the little girl cried as she tried to pull her mother towards a large crowd. Ana smiled down at her daughter. She was the spitting image of her mother, as every one commented to Ana, expect for one thing...her eyes. They were not the icy blue of her mothers, but instead they were a green that had gold specks in them. They were her father's eyes.

"What do you want Jeanne?" Ana said, shifting the little babe that she carried in her arms.

"Look at the people waiting to see Papa's opera! Papa is famous!" Jeanne jumped up and down in excitement, her eyes shining brightly.

"There are my two favorite ladies that I love so much!" Erik's voice drifted from behind Ana, giving her shivers.

"Papa!" Jeanne ran to her father's arms and Erik scooped her up in a hug. Ana smiled, remembering when Erik wouldn't put Jeanne down when she was a babe. Now at five years old of age, he still loved to pick her up and hold her. Ana let her mind wander back to when they got married. It was a small ceremony, nothing fancy and the only other people present, beside's Claudia and Stacy, were Meg, Madame Giry, and her aunt and uncle. It had been a joyous celebration, and the honeymoon had been fabulous. Where days were spent strolling the streets of England and nights were spent in ecstasy. A small blush crept up on Ana's cheeks that didn't got unnoticed by Erik, who had put Jeanne down and had sauntered up to Ana.

"What are you thinking about my love?" Erik purred into her ear, as he gazed down at his son.

"Just our honeymoon. And of course, last night." Ana looked down at little Arthur who cooed and put his thumb into his mouth.

"Ah. I see. Well, we could always have another honeymoon tonight." Erik murmured.

"We shall see, Mr. Damoielle." Ana said smartly and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Erik, what name would you pick if we were to have another girl?"

"I was always particular on Melody. But since we decided to name our first two children after..." the realization struck Erik then. "Are you so sure my sweet?"

"Erik, like I've said when I knew I was pregnant with little Arthur, I am never, ever late. And I'm standing at three weeks late." Ana now saw a small flush come to Erik's cheeks.

"Well, what do you say little Arthur, are you ready to have a little sister or brother?" Erik cooed, his elation for another kid was in his voice. Arthur gave a small coo of appreciation and Erik took that as a yes.

"Well, it seems Arthur agrees, and I wholeheartedly agree. Does Jeanne know about the new little one?" Erik asked as he took Arthur from his mother's arms.

"Yes, but she wasn't supposed to tell you. I made her swear it was to be a secret from you." Ana looked at little Jeanne who was busy watching all the people.

"Come on, Jeanne. It's time for us to head home!" Ana called to her daughter. Jeanne waved goodbye to the people, for she had been telling them that her father was the one that wrote the famous opera that they were going to see, and ran back to her parents.

"Does Papa know, Mama?" Jeanne asked, her voice alight with excitement. Ana nodded at her daughter and put her arm in the crook of Erik's. Then taking her daughter's hand, the happy family made their way home, as the line for Learn to Listen grew longer.

And so, the tale of Ana and Erik comes to an end. For those of you wondering, Erik and Ana named their first two children after Ana's parents. I just thought it would be a total sign of respect to name their children after Ana's parent's because Ana loved both of them so much. I really want to thank those of you who reviewed on a constant basis! It was really nice to get great feed back from all you! As to Dark Like My Soul, I got a review that asked if it was going to be a modern day fic. In some ways yes...I mean, Malise travels back into time, but she has to go back because of her secret and something that is hunting her in Paris. I am not going to say what, if any of you have ever seen Timeline (with gorgeous Gerry Butler...mmmmm...in it) then its sort of like that. I'm not going to update that one very quickly like I might have done with this one, because a) I am now an official college student so I need to study and what not, and b) Malise doesn't know ANYTHING about Phantom of the Opera, like she's never seen the play, read the book, or even seen the movie. So I'm taking it from a point where I'm going to have to describe a lot. Anywho, if you really liked this story, look for Dark like My Soul. And I hope you enjoyed my story!

Sincerely,

Audrey