Chapter 17: In the End...

Annette bowed as the crowed roared their applause. Annette smiled as she back up. She looked above to the swinging walk ways. There was Erik, smiling down at her; his eyes held a soft glow as he watched Annette.

Annette smiled as the curtains closed. This would be her last opera, for nine months, anyway. She sighed as she remembered all that happened over the years...

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Three days after Erik was giving a second chance, the newspapers were buzzing with the news that the legendary 'Opera Ghost' had finally been caught. Journalist crowded around the Opera House for days, asking anyone of what they knew of the Opera Ghost. All members of the opera were under orders not tell any journalist about Erik. When the journalist crowded around Annette, it was always the same questions: "What is the Opera Ghost like?" "Is he a murder like everyone says?" "Is he like any ordinary person?" Annette would just say, "He's like any other man."

Because of his face, Erik could not preform on stage; so his job is to teach the little ones who were new to the chorus. Many of the little children were frightened of this masked man, but Erik showed them his soft side. Soon, all the children adored him. Sometimes, when the children of the opera couldn't sleep, the next morning they would say a Angel sang them to sleep. Some of the children would say they heard two Angels, singing togther.

Annette and Erik became very close to each other. It wasn't long before Erik found himself on his knee, holding a ring out to Annette. They were now happily married and a child would soon enter there lives...

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Nine months later...

Annette smiled down at the bundle in her arms. It was her child, Erik's child. When Annette became pregnant, Erik was mad with himself. He didn't want the child to look like him, he wanted it to be normal. Annette would just let him to stop worrying so much, but he never listened.

Erik appeared in the room. They were in the lair, Annette's new home. Annette smiled at Erik as she motioned him to come to her. Erik took nervous steps toward her.

"It's a boy," she whispered as she handed the babe into Erik's arms. Erik gazed down at its face. It face with perfect. Smooth, soft skin with a hint of pink. The child had locks of black hair, and big brown eyes. The babe stared up at its father. The child felt that this creature was colder then the other one. The child snuggled close to Erik's chest and cooed softly. Erik couldn't help but smile.

"What are we going to name him?" Erik asked as he handed the child back to its mother.

"I don't know," Annette said. Suddenly and idea came to her. "Aaron."

"Aaron?" Erik questioned. Very strange name.

"Yes, Aaron," Annette repeated, "don't you think it fits him?" Erik stood there for a moment, letting the name sink in. Erik nodded.

"Yes, it does."

Now Erik and Annette had a family of there own. Aaron was just like his father: Mysterious, dark, and loved to sneak around the Opera House, making everyone think that the old Opera Ghost had returned. But both Erik and Annette knew that there child would soon be 'The Phantom of the Opera'...

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Wow, its all over. My first fanfic complete! I have a sequel in mind, but I'm still working on it. I'm now going to start writing four fanfics at the same time! (All for POTO) And I will remind you: My first fanfic, so LOTS of spelling mistakes! I'm really bad at gramer, but my others will be better!

So until next time,

I remain, your obedient servant,

N.C