Posting once again because this is the only thing I have complete. Do Not Judge ME! So quick warning this part is going to be rather dark in away. Again rated M for reason. Sexual content and language. Turn back if at all uncomfortable will not hurt my feelings. French translations at the bottom.

Erik didn't like that he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. His one distraction was when he and Christine made love. Throughout the night that's all they could do. It wasn't until somewhere near the third hour of the morning they finally had it and drifted to sleep. When Erik opened his eyes he smiled because he found he was still spooning Christine. He kissed the top of her head and gave her a light squeeze not wanting to wake her. He laid there for a moment then the thought of being watched came back to him. He glanced over at the wall in front of him looking at the two way mirror that hung there. On the other side of the wall was his torture chamber. He had been meaning to remove it from the room making it solid wall but he kept forgetting to. Erik wondered if this nagging feeling was his way of telling himself it was finally time to take care of that. He needed the supplies though. So Erik mentally made notes of what all he needed, then looked to the clock. It was just a little passed nine and he decided not to wake Christine for her rehearsal. She had already missed warm up by this time and the understudy needed the practice. Erik slowly removed his arm from around Christine and sat up. "Erik?" He chuckled as he heard her sleepy murmur.

She rolled over on her back. Erik leaned down petting her messy blonde hair. "Right here amour." He whispered kissing her head.

"What are you doing?" She asked annoyed he was awake.

"I have some business I must attend to." He answered.

Christine scrunched her face. Then finally opened her eyes some to look at the clock. "Foutaise!" She exclaimed sitting up and Erik laughed. "I'm late!" She yelled at him still half asleep.

He grabbed her before she could get out of bed. "You aren't going anywhere today." He said still laughing.

"I'm not?" She asked.

"No. I am going up to give a list to Giry of things I need and telling her to make you up an excuse. Because when I get home the two of us are spending the day together." Erik explained. Christine smiled and kissed him stroking his face.

"That sound wonderful." She replied touching her forehead to his.

"I figured you would like the sound of that."

"Oui." Christine let her other hand trace its way up his chest. "And exactly what will we be doing today?" She asked in a low voice hoping to start right then.

"I'm sure we can get creative." He replied with a low chuckled then kissed her laying her down onto the bed. He pulled away and she pouted as he stood. "And you can think of all the creative ways while I'm out." She huffed glaring at him putting a fresh pair of pants on. "I will be an hour at the most." He promised grabbing a shirt from the wardrobe. "Then we will do whatever your little heart pleases mon ange."

Christine then smiled. "Promettre?"

"Vous avez mon parole."

"Bien." She said with a girlish smile.

He smiled at her after putting his suit jacket on then went to pick up his mask. He sat next to her on the bed and said, "And if I go back on it, maybe you can tie me up then."

"There's a thought I rather like." They shared a laugh but Erik now knew she was seriously considering his joke. He kissed her deeply then stood walking out of the room donning his mask.

"One hour!" She shouted.

"I know!" He yelled back and she laughed rolling over on her side closing her eyes wanting another couple minutes of rest.

She heard after a few moments the front door shut meaning Erik was off. While she lay there she began to mentally make a list of all the things her and Erik could do today. She did her best to think of things other than sex but after last night that's all she could think of. They had weeks of lost time to make up for especially if they were to start a family as they had talked about last month. Christine's thoughts then went to how wonderful a father Erik would be. She put this topic on her mental list because she wanted to talk to him about it again, just to make sure he still wanted a baby. She also thought about perhaps convincing him to go into the woods back behind the opera and go horseback riding and maybe even a picnic. The list continued to grow and she knew that they wouldn't get it all done in one day. Christine had just missed him so much this past month while he had been composing.

While lost in thought she didn't hear the front door open. The footsteps were so light they barley made a sound as he stepped into the room. Christine felt the bed shift and giggled keeping her eyes closed. "I thought you said an hour." He stayed silent and moved his fingers up the spine of her bare back. She softly laughed but found it odd that his hand felt damp. She put that thought aside assuming Erik had stuck his hand in the lake to grab the rope that had probably fallen in again. She felt his lips on her shoulder and she slowly opened her eyes. Something didn't feel right. "Erik?" She said rolling over and seeing that face.

Christine gasped trying to move quickly to get away but he grabbed her and pinned her down with his body. "Hello Christine." Raoul greeted with a sickening smile.

With one hand keep the blanket over her breasts the other tried to push him off of her. "Se libere! Erik will be back any minute! Then you'll be sorry!"

Raoul chuckled. "I highly doubt that. I highly doubt I will feel sorry at any point in the future after everything I've seen." Christine looked up at him confused. "Oh you don't know." He laughed again. "The mirror on the wall goes two ways. I figured you would remember that from the last time I was down here." Her face filled with horror at the realization Raoul had been in the chamber watching them make love. "I never knew you to be so vocal off the stage Christine. It truly made me regret giving up on you." His eyes began moving down her face looking at her hidden breasts. Raoul then looked back up at her with a twisted smile. "There's no need for this." He said fingering the edge of the blanket. "After all darling I have already seen everything you have to offer."

"You need to leave." She said attempting to hide the fear in her voice but failing. "Erik will be back soon."

"One hour I believe he said."

"Raoul-" She tried to plead him to leave but his hand shot out covering her mouth and she couldn't help the tears to slipped out of her eyes.

"There's no need to beg Christine. All in good time." He glanced over at the clock. "Your dear husband isn't due back for another forty minutes. Oh, doesn't that give us plenty of time." He pressed his body against her and she closed her eyes beginning to cry once she felt him manhood on her. With the one hand on her mouth the other went to undo his pants as he put his forehead to hers. "I won't tell if you won't. And if you do just think of it as the ultimate way to make him jealous." She cried even harder the tears just wouldn't stop. She could feel his other hand on her body and she didn't know what she feared more. His cock or his hands? "I believe I told you there is no need for this." He said in a threatening voice pulling the blanket off of her. If his hand had not still been on her mouth she would have screamed. She was frozen in fear. Christine wanted to move but she couldn't. She wanted to throw him off of her and run, but she couldn't move. She closed her eyes praying this was all just a bad dream or that Erik would walk through the door before Raoul got his pants off and kill him. Yes kill him. Christine never wanted somebody dead until now and she couldn't help but blame herself for this. She whimpered as she felt him entering her and started crying again when she heard him moan. His thrust grew in speed and the rougher they became the more pain she was in. The pain became almost blinding. All she could hear were his moans and her muffled screams. Where was Erik?

Outside then house moment later ...

Erik chuckled as he tied up his boat after Nadir had said something to him from the other one. "Let me go in first to warn her you're here." Erik said turning to the door and stopping losing his smile. The door was open.

"What is it?" Nadir asked.

"Something isn't right." He looked down at the stone ground and saw the just barley visible footprints leading to the house. Erik's heart began racing and he ran into the house. "Christine?!" He yelled hearing the inappropriate sounds from the bedroom. He was quick to Raoul pulling her off of her flinging him onto the ground. Erik looked to Christine as she curled up into a ball holding herself crying. He wanted to go to her but then he heard the laughter of her rapist. Erik's eyes narrowed grabbing him and throwing him out the bedroom door against the stone wall knocking down a picture with Raoul's head. "You're going to regret this boy!" Erik yelled picking him up off the ground by his shirt. Erik punched him across the face then kneed him in the abdomen. Erik threw him down the hall onto the floor then climbed onto him and proceeded to punched his face repeatedly.

"Erik!" He heard Nadir call. "Erik!" He yelled again grabbing him and pulling him off of Raoul.

"Get off me!" Erik yelled.

"Erik that's enough!"

"Don't you dare tell me he doesn't deserve this!"

"He does! But you need to be with Christine!" Erik stopped struggling and got his breathing under control. "I will deal with him you go to your wife." Nadir let him go.

Erik walked quickly into the room where Christine lay in a ball still sobbing. Erik wanted to cry with her but held it back. He walked over to the bed and sat down petting her head. She looked up and began to sit up. "Erik, I'm sorry." She sobbed.

Erik shook his head. bringing her to his chest. "Shh. No. You have nothing to be sorry for. This isn't your fault." She clung to him and continued to sob. Erik held her tightly to him vowing that he would never again leave her side. He looked down at the bed where she had been laying and saw traces of blood he closed his eyes hoping that his substations were false. It took a long while but Christine eventually calmed some. Erik gently removed himself from her going to the wardrobe pulling out one of his longer shirts and taking it to Christine. She slipped it on then looked at him with tears still in her eyes. "Venez ici." Erik whispered to her and she propped her self up on her knees then he took her into his arms. Erik carried her into the bathroom and set her on the toilet. He turned his back to her and ran her a hot bath. He never understood how she could stand it at the extreme hot tempter. Normally when he ran her a bath he would make it luke warm to get on her nerves, but not today. Enough had happened today already. He placed into the water her favorite soaps and let them foam. Erik turned the water off as it reached the right amount. He turned to her as she stood and removed his shirt then walk to the tub. Erik took her hand to help her in but she paused.

"Will you stay at the door?" She asked with pleading eyes.

"Christine I'm not going anywhere." He promised. She looked down at the water then nodded climbing in with Erik's help. She sat down and he squatted behind her to kiss the top of her head. "I'll be just outside if you need me." She nodded again and he left leaving the door cracked. He walked out of the bedroom to see Nadir cleaning the pieces of the frame that broke. "Where is he?" Erik growled.

"He is in the chamber. I've made sure he cannot get out this time."

"Are you certain?"

"Erik he is cuffed to the wall." Erik nodded. "I am going to get Giry and bring her down along with Philippe so he can deal with him." Erik nodded again.

"Be quick if I am left with him too long I swear to God I'm going to kill him Nadir."

Nair sighed. "Just focus on Christine. She is the most important thing right now Erik." He hung his head in reply then nodded.

"She always came here because this is where she felt safe. That's why I never bothered with finding us somewhere up above. She insisted staying here. And now this happens." Erik leaned against the doorframe laying his head back staring at the ceiling. "I don't understand how he got out of there for this to happen."

"The trapdoor." Nadir replied. Erik closed his eyes again feeling stupid for not double checking the trapdoor. "He remembered the way out from the last time he and I were in there."

Erik sighed. "I knew I should have checked the chamber before I left."

"You couldn't have predicted this Erik."

"But I could have prevented it!" He snapped finally looking at Nadir. "I could have stayed until she decided to wake up. I could have made her go with me."

"Could have will not change anything Erik." Erik looked away hating that he was right. "Clean up the mess. She shouldn't have to look at any of it." Erik nodded and Nadir left. He removed his mask and wiped away tears that spilled over. He decided to take a moment while he was alone. Erik didn't want Christine to see him like this. To see him cry. He had to be strong for her. After a moment he sniffled then cleared his throat before wiping his face again. Putting the mask back on Erik regrettably walked back into the bedroom and took off the sheets and blankets. He placed then in the corner of the room along with their clothes from last night so he could dispose of them later on. Perhaps once she was asleep tonight. If she slept at all tonight that was. Erik went and found a broom and swept up the remaining mess in the hallway throwing in the trash bucket in the kitchen. He went back into the bedroom and peeked through the crack in the bathroom door.

Christine picked her head up from under the water and ran her fingers threw her now wet hair. She sat there for a moment in thought then called softly, "Erik,"

He opened the door entering the bathroom. "Yes mon ange."

"Could you hand me my brush?" She said not quite looking at him. He nodded turning to the vanity he had put in the room for her and picked up the brush. He walked over next the tub handing it to her. "Merci." She said quietly.

"Is there anything else?" He asked and she shook her head. He nodded and started to leave.

"Wait." He heard her say a bit louder this time. He turned to look at her. "Some tea. With orange." She said after a moment. Erik smiled a bit at her and nodded. After he put the kettle on the stove he figured she would be getting out soon so ventured to the wardrobe and pulled out one of her night gowns and her silk robe. He walked into the bathroom and set then down on the seat of the vanity. He watched her stare at the clothes for a moment then leaned forward pulling up the drain to the tub. Erik walked to her side offering a hand that she took. Christine slight wince at lifting her legs didn't go unnoticed by Erik. He handed her a towel then told her he would be just outside if she needed him to which she nodded. Before he left he gently kissed her head.

He stood right outside the bathroom door for a couple minutes until the door slowly opened. Christine looked at him loving that he was so dotting. He went to pick her up in his arms. "Erik you don't have to-"

"I know I don't have to but I'm going to." He said to her knowing she was still in pain. He lifted her up and carried her into the living room bridal style. Erik sat her down on the sofa and went to start a fire. It didn't feel cold to him but he knew Christine was almost always cold down here. Right after he got it going he heard the kettle start whistling in the kitchen.

Foutaise - Shit

Promettre - Promise

Vous avez mon parole - You have my word

Bien - Good

Se libere - Get off

More to come. Much Love!