Gerry And Bailey's Phantom of the Opera stage show.

Bailey slid the door open and slid it shut behind her. She went to the task of pulling down every picture on her bulletin board. The posters and the plushies of the Phantom.

Gerry waited patiently outside her room and Erin had fallen asleep face down on the bed where she had flopped on it earlier.

Bailey smiled and opened up the door, "Okay, Come in, love."

Gerry smiled warmly at her and entered her room, glancing around it a little.

"Couldn't take the posters down.." She frowned softly. All things considered she had a beautiful room. It was painted blood red and there were pictures of her back in her gothier days, back when she was healthy, there was a small bookshelf lined with books and movies, most of them Gerard butler related and a TV. The walls were also filled with posters. The ugly truth poster with Gerard butler, a Phantom poster and even a Dracula 2000 poster. Her bed was queen sized and it had beautiful emerald green sheets and a duvet. On her dresser was more her area, make up, a little Phantom memoribilia and up in the corner of her mirror, beside a perfect replica of Gerry's mask was her first ticket to Phantom, it was back dated 1993. So she was three. "Have a seat, make yourself comfortable, whatever."

Just then, he noticed it, a picture frame had painted, by a little girl, maybe her. And in the picture frame was her and her father on Halloween, her dad dressed as Phantom and she was dressed as Christine and they were singing. She was on his shoulders, with her little curly ringlets and she looked happy, wholesome.

He smiled slightly as he looked around her room. "Thanks for bringing me here." He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head gently.

"Isn't that what normal people do? Bring their boyfriends home to their parents?" She tilted her head softly, "I mean, I'm not normal, but I wanted to do this."

"Not everyone does that anymore. Means a lot to me that you did though." He grinned.

Erin groggily poked her head into the room. "Makes me feel like I need t'take y'all back to my place too." She frowned slightly.

"That sounds like a plan." She winked softly, "I mean, we should all meet each other parents. Including yours." She poked Gerry in the nose.

"Maybe some other time." He wrinkled his nose up a little, a result of the poke. "My parents would kill me if I dropped in with guests without telling them." He grinned slightly.

"My mum won't care one bit." Erin shrugged. "She'll like to know that I have real friends." She rolled her eyes slightly. "And y'all can meet people that are more stubborn than I am." She grinned a bit.

Bailey sighed softly, "More stubborn than you?" She smirked, "Well hell, I'm down." She winked softly. She leaned back against the wall, feeling odd here too, like something was watching her. "Maybe it's just being in that theater, but now I feel like I'm being constantly watched.."

Erin just rolled her eyes.

Gerry frowned slightly. "I actually feel like I'm not being watched for once." He smiled slightly.

"I sorta miss it." Erin shrugged a bit as she began to shuffle out of Bailey's room.

Bailey shrugged, "Me too.." She said softly, daydreaming. "Have a good night Erin." She said softly and she yawned. She was tired after a 9 hour flight, who wouldn't be?

"Night, love." She murmured as she shuffled away.

"You miss it?" Gerry frowned slightly.

"Yeah, it's weird. Because I knew no matter where I was or what I was doing, I was always being watched, which was creepy, yes.. But in a way, kinda comforting too. I didn't have to worry about fainting. I knew someone would always find me no matter what because Erik made it so." She shrugged, "I however, don't miss him in the slightest."

"I know." He smiled a bit, kissing her gently.

Bailey smiled, "Come to bed?" She asked, grinning softly. "Tomorrows the day you get to meet my mother, oh lord."

"Everything'll work out fine in the end." He grinned.

Bailey crawled into bed, she was wearing her Phantom pyjama pants and a tank top, when she was in she smiled. "Ah, nice and comfy. My own bed, oh how I've missed you."

Gerry was just wearing a loose pair of black pj pants. "It does sound wonderful to be in your own bed."

"Oh yeah? Do you like my bed?" She smiled, it was like sleeping on a cloud, much better than those other beds at the theater.

He flopped down in her bed next to her. "It is nice. But anything is wonderful when I'm next to you." He smiled slightly.

Bailey grinned softly, snuggling with him. The night seemed to fly by and soon she was awake, her eyes not daring to open yet. It was morning, she could tell that much. "Mmm." She said softly.

"G'mornin', love." Gerry was already awake, surprisingly enough.

"Good morning.." She said sleepily, "What.. woke you up?" She tilted her head softly.