I love the Phantom and this is a story I thought of while sitting in Choir TA. I don't own the Phantom!

Erik's Christine

Based after the end of the movie and before Christine dies; set after Erik left the Opera Populaire.

After Erik left, the opera began to grow back to its former glory. Of the former managers, Andre is the only one left. Madme Giry is still there with her daughter, Meg, and Christine and Raoul stayed as well. La Carlotta left the opera fro the Shakespearean plays of England.

Erik left the opera to live in Persia with his Persian friend, Nadir.

At first when Christine found out that Erik had really left, she was happy for him. As life went on and Raoul and her marriage dragged on, Christine began to miss her 'Angel of Music.'

"Raoul, I need to take a break from being the Prima Donna and travel. Maybe even see an old friend," Christine informed Raoul and Andre as she was throwing clothes in a suit case.

"An old friend?" Andre asked.

"Yes, it has been four years since his disappearance. I would like to at least talk and see him again."

"Christine, he is unsafe and is… he will take you. You know that," Raoul pleaded.

'He is a friend. I feel the need to see him." Christine slammed her bag shut and walked out. Outside the opera, there was a carriage waiting for her and it took her to a train. As the carriage driver checked the carriage after she left, there was a note left behind.

Christine, I know it has been four years but I want to see you again. Please, if you can escape that Viconte of yours and the opera, come to Persia. I don't know the town that we will be in but ask for the famous 'Nadir and Erik' and you'll find us. I miss my Angel.

O.G. Erik

Christine was let off in Alexandria and she went straight to the farmers market to find new clothes to fit in. After that she started to search for Erik but all she found out was that they had left Alexandria two years ago without telling anyone where they were going.

"I would try Cairo, and then give up. Finding them in Persia will be a hard thing to do," a market goer replied after Christine asked.

Taking this advice, she hopped back on the train to head to Cairo before heading home.

"Erik, you need to forget about her. She is probably married and is having a prospering career as an opera star. Be happy that you inspired her voice and that part of you is with her every time she sings a song," Nadir said trying to comfort his friend.

"It's not me that inspired her voice; it was her memory of her dad. Do you think that she went back to the opera?"

"Probably not your opera but a different one."

"You're probably right, my old friend." Erik went back to playing his piano and Nadir went to sell their work.