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Love Story	By : PeterH Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > AU/AR Views: 2962 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter twenty eight: Life

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“Yes, push Christine,” Ivan told Christine as she gave birth to her baby. “I can’t…anymore,” she whimpered. Ivan let the nurse take over as he moved to Christine’s side and touched her forehead. “You have to Christine, it’s going to okay.” Ivan assured her. “Just take some deep breaths,” Ivan told her. Ivan kissed her forehead and moved back between Christine’s legs. A nurse next to Christine was holding her hand as Christine screamed as she felt the baby trying to claw its way out. “I see the head, a little more Christine,” Ivan said to her. Christine gave one finale scream and push before Ivan pulled the baby from her. Christine sighed deeply when she felt the baby leave her body.
The nurse next to Christine stroked her forehead. “You did very well for your first time Christine,” Nurse Butler told Christine. Christine chuckled and gasped when she heard her baby screaming and crying. “It’s a girl,” Ivan told her. After a little while he cut the cord and wrapped the baby up in a blanket and handed her to Christine. Christine looked at her daughter’s beautiful red and bloodied face and kissed her head. “My baby…my baby,” Christine whispered again and again. Christine looked over at Ivan who was writing something down on paper. She looked at his appearance. His brow was sweaty and his hands were covered in blood and he looked tired.

Christine remembered when she went into labor last night that he refused to let any other doctor touch her. Ivan had never taken a break while Christine gave birth. Ivan finished writing something down and then walked over to Christine. “Christine, you have to let me have her. She needs a bath.” Ivan said to Christine softly. But Christine wasn’t ready to part with her daughter. “I can…take it with her?” Christine asked, hoping Ivan would say yes. Ivan smiled and nodded his head. “Of course,” Ivan said gently to her. Ivan ordered a few nurses to help Christine into the bathtub with her baby daughter.

As Christine took a bath she looked up and saw Ivan standing in the doorway starring at her calmly. It was hard to believe that this man had caused so much pain in her life and yet he had helped her bring a new life that meant so much to her into this world. That night Christine’s daughter slept in her bed with Ivan and herself. It was a perfect night; the only thing that would’ve made it more perfect was if Erik was there to see his beautiful perfect daughter. She had his amber eyes and the same chin. And as the days went by she noticed that her daughter’s hair was the same black as her father’s. Christine ended up naming her baby Sophia, Erika Orion.

One afternoon Christine was feeding Sophia as she walked through the house when the mail came. Normally she got the mail and brought it to Ivan’s study. But this one piece of mail caught her attention above all else. A letter addressed to Ivan had Erik’s exact same hand writing. At first Christine just told herself that someone else had Erik’s hand writing. Then she noticed the ‘T’ and how it had a cursive tail. Christine gave Ivan his mail and then went up stairs and into her bedroom and took out the old suicide note that Ivan had given to her. Christine looked at one of the ‘T’s and saw the cursive tail. Christine’s breath caught in her throat and she thought her heart stopped for a moment.

Christine couldn’t believe it. It was possible Erik was still alive…but if he was why was he writing to Ivan and why hadn’t Ivan said anything? Christine put away the note when she heard someone coming up the stairs. Christine picked Sophia up in her arms (she was lying on the bed) and brought her in front of the mirror. Ivan walked in so see Sophia laughing at her own reflection. “She loves this game,” Christine said to Ivan when he walked in. He kissed Sophia on the side of her small head and then kissed Christine on the side of the neck. “Are you feeling alright?” Ivan asked Christine. Christine nodded her head. “I’m just a little tired.” She said patting Sophia’s bottom as the girl giggled and reached out for her own reflection.

Ivan held out his arms. “I’ll take her, you go lie down.” Ivan said softly. Christine sighed and gave Sophia to Ivan and kissed her forehead. Christine sat down on the bed and watched Ivan with Sophia. He held her up high and held her under her arms and let her little feet dangle in the air as she played. Ivan carried her through the house and Christine listened as he talked to Sophia about art. As soon as Ivan was out of earshot and eyeshot Christine got up and went to her desk and began writing a letter to Erik. She addressed it and mailed it.

Erik sat on his couch in Persia starring into the flames. He kept waiting for Christine to come and sit with him and sing a song to him. But she never came. Erik figured that he was meant to be alone. He had lost his mother, his adoptive father, his brother and now Christine. He had no one left. A maid suddenly came in and touched his shoulder. Erik looked up to see Anne, a young maid who had come to work at Erik’s home with her mother and father. “Sir, are you alright?” Anne asked him. Erik shook his head. “No, Anne I am not. What can I do for you?” he asked her.

Anne sat down on her knees in front of him and touched his hand. “It’s not so much what you can do for me, but what I can do you for you,” Anne said to him, rubbing his hand with her own. Erik got what she meant right away. “Anne, I am flattered but I am a married man.” He said pulling his hand away. “But…Madame Orion has been gone so long. I would think that a man as…handsome as you would have a new woman by now,” Anne said to him. Erik scanned the young red head. “Anne, go back to your room.” Erik ordered her.

Anne stood up and walked back to her room stubbornly. Only minutes later the butler came in with a letter for Erik. Erik opened the letter and thought he’d have a heart attack.

“Are you alive?

Christine,”

Erik couldn’t believe it. It was Christine’s handwriting. How had she found out? Was she just taking a guess? But even if that was the case why had she waited all this time? Erik only assumed that she didn’t know and now she did know. Erik stood up from his seat and ran to his bedroom the butler following. “I’m going to England for sometime. I do not know when I shall be back, can you handle things here?” Erik asked the butler who nodded his head. Erik got dressed in some fresh clothes and packed a few things. Christine was safe, Christine was alive and Erik was sick and tired of playing Ivan Merik’s game. Erik was going to come back to Persia with Christine and that was that.
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