A/N: Hello everyone. Happy First Day of Fall! So as you may all know this is the squeal for Highland Phantom (PS, this is the surprise I was talking about). I had decided to do a squeal with this story, I couldn't just finish Highland Phantom and that be it. And with how much love its gotten, I decided to continue their story. So that being said, Highland Phantom is officially completed. Wildest Dreams and A Poison Affair are still being worked on (just need to get time to get them updated) and I'm not sure what exactly I'm going to do with White Mask, that is still up in the air for being either deleted or put on hold for longer. So leaves with 3 stories now in progress and I will say, I am also in works for another story but it won't be published for awhile. But for now, it's those three stories I am working on.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this story and can't wait to see what you guys think as we continue Erik and Christine's journey.

Chapter One: Christine's Choice

Two different lives, one choice. Twisted every way, what answer can I give? She glanced between both men, both of them waiting for her decision. Am I to risk my life, to win the chance to live? She looked at Erik, the hope in his eyes. Can I betray the man who once inspired my voice? Looking back at her father, the worry in his eyes. Do I have any choice? She did have a choice and she made it. Slowly, her hand reached out to the take a hold of the man's; to take a hold of the life she would live…

Looking into his eyes, she gave him a smile. This was the life she wanted and she would not regret it. Seeing the hesitation in his eyes, she walked closer to him until she was right in front of him. Releasing his hand, her hand rested over his heart. Not saying anything, she leaned up to kiss his lips. His lips returned hers as the world around them stopped. They didn't care of the chaos around them or the prince on the ground or the king standing behind. Breaking the kiss, he looked down at him as a smile formed on his face.

"Feumaidh sinn a dhol a-nis! (We have to go now!)" Tor's voice broke out. Erik turned in the direction of his voice, trying to find him in the chaos. Finding him with a few others, he looked back at Christine.

"Come…" Taking her hand, he led her back down the aisle.

"Christine!" She could hear her father call out to her, but she stop. Following Erik, she met up with the Phantoms. "Christine!"

"Feumaidh sinn dòigh a lorg a-mach à seo. Tha na geàrdan Thèid bacadh dorsan a dh'aithghearr. (We need to find a way out of here. The guards will be blocking the doors soon)" Tor spoke in Gaelic to the others and of course, Christine couldn't understand a single word. She realized now she would have to learn Gaelic. Glancing around the church, Christine remembered something that she learned years ago.

"There's secret passageway." She said to them. All their heads turned to look at her as Tor stepped forward.

"Then lead the way, my lady." He said to her. Nodding, she took Erik's hand and began to lead the way. Each of the warriors followed, always keeping their eyes out for any Englishman who would dare stop them. She could hear her father's shouts for her, but she pressed forward. Finding the secret corridor, she opened it and looked inside to make sure it was clear. Looking back at the warriors, she could see them looking inside as well. Getting a nod from Tor, she nodded back before starting to head down the corridor. Erik and the others followed her. With Striker in the back, he closed the door and locked it. The passageway was dark, but there was still enough light for them to see which way to go. A few times she tripped over the dress and Erik almost slipped on its long train.

"Halt." He said, making everyone stop. Stepping in front of Christine, he pulled out a knife and started cutting the dress. She stood still as the fabric ripped. Leaving enough to still touch the ground, it was easier now to move in it. "Let's go." He ordered and they all resumed their way down the passageway.

"Where does this lead?" Hunter asked as they continued to follow Christine.

"Behind the church." She answered as they came to a divide in the passageway. Glancing between the two passageways now, she had to remember which one lead to where she wanted.

"If Gustave knows of this, he could have his army waiting for us." Saint said.

"He doesn't know that way we're taking though." She said as she stepped forward to touch the wall. "One way leads to the back of the church and that's the one my father knows. But there is another way." Feeling the wall, she felt the indentation of a symbol.

"And the other?" Hawk asked.

"Leads down to the old catacombs. There are many ways down there to escape, if you know the right way." She explained.

"And you know the right way?" Tor asked. She nodded proudly before glancing at Erik.

"I have a skill at sneaking around without being caught." He smirked, knowing she was referring to back at the prison and how she helped him escape. Glancing down the dark passageway, Tor knew it was their only chance to escape. Gustave probably had the entire army after them now.

"Okay" He said. "We're following you."