Erik's POV

I'll never forget the day we arrived back in Coney Island and seeing my son standing there waiting for us. He was standing beside Meg, anxious to spot us walking off the ship. He ran to Christine, jumping up into her arms as they both shared in a well deserved reunion. I had all the respect in the world for Meg, for she had watched over my child while Christine and I were away.

"I held onto them, papa!" my son handed me back my keys, jumping up into my arms to kiss me… Oh, how I had missed my boy! Finally, after all these weeks, I finally showed Christine the nursery Gustave and I had painted. Christine's eyes grew wide with excitement upon seeing it, and within a few days, we were moved in. All summer long, I worked Phantasma, but I wasn't alone. Both my child and I worked together, never being apart for a single second. Nadir and his family made themselves at home in my park, me giving Nadir an assistant manager position. Both Gustave and his son Karim became good friends, and I knew that one day, they would run Phantasma together. And then, on July fourth, Christine and I were married beneath the Independence Day fireworks. How romantic it was to have been able to kiss her and seal our bond forever more on the most wonderful night of the summer season. This was just the beginning of our new life together, for a few weeks later, my angel gave birth to a healthy and beautiful baby girl.

I had been out working, when Gustave came running for me. I ran home as fast as I could, frightened and nervous about how this birth would go. I hadn't been there to see Gustave being born, and I was frightened now, for I didn't know what to do. I sat there by her bedside, holding her hand for the long ten hours of labor. How I wanted to take away every ounce of pain she was feeling, but I knew there wasn't anything I could do. But everything was worth it when I heard my baby cry…such a beautiful sound it was.

"A girl, Mister Y…a beautiful little girl…" the doctor exclaimed.

And oh, she was! She was no larger than a loaf of bread, swaddled in a pink blanket and placed into my arms. I never held a baby before, but this…this was something wonderfully beyond words.

She was perfect! My blue eyes, Christine beautiful lips, her chocolate hair…Perfect! We named her Zamira, which stood for good singer. And oh, how she was! She resembled my angel in every way, voice and all. By the time she was four, she was just a good a singer as my angel. Zamira didn't mind my face, she even called me beautiful at times… My Christine performed her double act daily with Meg, becoming my hottest sensation in all of New York. There was nothing better than having a family of my own, and once Gustave was able to ride Peanut Butter, there was no getting the child to do anything else…

"Papa…"

I was walking towards Phantasma one morning, when I heard my baby girl's voice, only to turn around and see her standing there dressed in a beautiful summer gown.

"Angel, what are you doing?" I asked.

"Daddy, can I come with you?"

I smiled and joined hands with my little Zamira.

"Yes, come along, little one, let's see if we can't get you some cotton candy."

"Daddy, what's that?"

I chuckled. "Oh, mon ange, you're in for a treat…"

And with Christine smiling down upon me from our bedroom window, I desended into Phantasma, hand in hand with my small, chocolate curled angel, swaying her back and forth as she giggled. My life was finally complete…Complete and as sweet as ever…Life couldn't be better…

And there you have it folks...Happy ending for all! Please review, and thank you all for reading and sticking with me until the end. If you enjoyed this one, please switch over to my newest story "And Yet I Won't Regret From Now Until I Die." I'll be updating that one from now on. Hope to see you all again soon...