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I'm sad to say we are at the end of our wild ride here. I hope you enjoy.

It felt to Christine that she had been performing in the show for longer than only a few weeks. She adored the feeling of being on stage, and she adored the applause each and every night. After the interruption of opening night, the publicity brought in even more sales. She performed every night to a sold out house. Erik felt so proud of her. He watched her with pride each night, knowing that on stage, delighting audiences, is where she belonged. Well, on stage, and then in his arms.

One day, about three weeks after her debut, Christine suddenly remembered the consultation they previously had with the plastic surgeon. "Erik," she asked gently over breakfast "We haven't discussed what that doctor said, about your scars. What do you think about that?" He smiled at her as he took a long sip of coffee, prolonging her suspense. Then he said "Well, I've thought a lot about it. The doctor said there was only so much he could do. And I've had a few chances to go out among people without my mask, and it hasn't been as horrible as I thought. I think quite honestly the kidnapping on opening night made people feel a little bit of sympathy towards me." He chuckled at the thought, and Christine joined in the laughter. He continued "I decided to let the doctor know that I will not need his services." Christine's eyes widened and she asked "Erik, are you sure? I know how you hoped that something could be done, however small. You know I already said that I would support whatever you decided, I just want to be sure this is what you wish." He reached to take hold of her hand and kissed it, replying "You, my dear, have accepted my face readily. Yours is the only approval I wish for."

Christine moved around to sit on Erik's lap, kissing him deeply. He looked deep into her eyes as her asked "Are you sure you're okay with this decision?" She smiled at his questioning. "Yes, Erik, I'm sure. I fell in love with you. I do not need you do anything but stay the man I love." She began kissing him again, and soon their breakfast was forgotten.

Eight Months Later

Erik groaned as he rolled over. 'Oh dear God, what happened?' he thought to himself, barely opening one eye and then immediately shutting it, blinded by the sunlight streaming in through the window. He vaguely registered the sound of someone throwing up in the bathroom. 'I guess she did even worse than me'. He tried to piece together the night before, but most of it was in a tequila-induced fog. He gingerly sat up, holding his head in one hand as he muttered "Why did we let them convince us to come to Vegas?"

He frowned as he thought back to the night before. He didn't remember Christine drinking very much at all, so he wasn't sure why she was sick. His head throbbing, he reached for a glass of water and aspirin, downing them quickly. As the medicine took effect, he thought back to the events of the night before, grinning as he remembered the laughter as Nadir and Meg got married in the same wedding chapel that had witnessed the marriage of him and Christine barely a year earlier. He had used his phone to video the wedding like Meg had done for them, and he chuckled thinking of what his friend would be in for, married to such a spitfire.

Christine came out of the bathroom, smiling shakily as she walked toward her husband. "Good morning, honey. I didn't wake you, did I?" she asked as she sat on the bed. He shook his head, and asked "Are you okay? I didn't think you had that much last night." Christine smiled. She had been waiting for this. "Actually, you weren't paying attention last night. I didn't have anything to drink at all, just ginger ale." He stared at her, not understanding. Her smile grew as she said "I'm not hung over, Erik. I took a test this morning to be sure. I'm pregnant." Erik's jaw dropped, and his eyes widened. Then a large grin spread across his face and he pulled her into his arms, kissing her.

They sat there on the bed, holding each other and kissing. Erik kept whispering "A baby! We're having a baby!" Christine kissed him over and over again, so happy that she could give him such joy. Suddenly his cell phone beeped, signaling a text. He reached for it, smiling when he saw it was Nadir. Erik read it out loud to her. 'I have rice in my hair, and a beautiful woman here who swears she's my wife. Am I dreaming?' They laughed together at this, and Erik typed out a quick reply. Then he turned back to Christine and murmured "Now, dear, I believe we should celebrate!"

Nadir smiled as Meg snuggled up next to him in her sleep. He heard his phone vibrate and he grabbed it quickly, not wanting to disturb his wife's rest. He figured after the night they had, she needed it. He read the text, and without realizing it he sat up and called out "WHAT?" Meg stirred and mumbled "What is it, baby?" He pulled her close and said "You need to see this!" Meg rubbed her eyes and sat up, groaning as she did. The groan turned into a gasp as she read the words across the screen:

'Well you have a new bride in your bed and I'm going to be a father. That's what you get for waking up in Vegas.'

And that's a wrap! I hope you all enjoyed this as much as I have. This has been an absolute blast, and I'm in awe of the reviews, kind words, and the treats you all leave me!

Gerry has made a special arrangement of lemon bars, cherry cheesecake, and chocolate covered strawberries for you to enjoy as you review.