A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic hmm…. Ever! Sobe gentle, but I'd love to hear your reviews good or bad!
Disclaimer: Unfortunately no characters in this story belong to me. They belong to Weber, Leroux, and Kay!
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Lying in bed, she remembered that night like it was yesterday, even though two years had passed. Her mind kept replaying her Angel of Music, Erik's, last words to her no matter how hard she tried to forget; "Christine I love you". She felt his presence everywhere she went. Her husband, Raoul, was beginning to worry about her. She couldn't sleep, she couldn't eat, and most of all she couldn't sing. That night when her Erik, kidnapped her was one of the most terrifying night of her life. Partly because she feared for Rauol's life, but also for what she felt toward Erik. He was a murderer, and a beast, yet she felt something in her that she never felt when Rauol held her, or kissed her, or made love to her. She felt pain, but wonderful pain, a need to be in Erik's arms. She didn't know what this feeling was, but she didn't think, or dare to think it was love. Love was sweet, gentle like her and Raoul's love, not this hot burning feeling. She tried to dismiss this feeling as fear or anger, but she couldn't. In her heart she knew if only she saw him again she could place this feeling. The only problem was Raoul. He wouldn't talk about that night, or Erik, let alone let her go near the Opera House.
Carefully slipping out of the sheets, she walked out on to the balcony outside her and Raoul's bedroom. Looking at the stars and moon she wondered what Erik thought of her, and what would happen if they saw each other again. After her and Raoul's flee she had secretly meet with Madame Giry and asked about Erik. Madame Giry claimed there had been no more accidents at the Opera House, and that she had not seen him since. Christine sometimes wondered if Erik even lived at the Opera House anymore. Glancing at her sleeping husband, she made up her mind. She had to go see Erik, even if Raoul forbade her. Silently she crept back into bed, letting her Angle's music in her head put her to sleep.
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The next morning she got up early to eat breakfast with Raoul before he went to work. Picking at her eggs she thought she had better bring Erik up, but before she could speak Raoul spoke.
"Why are you constantly picking at your food Christine?" he asked. "You have to eat. You're becoming so skinny. Here have some bacon." He loaded her plate with food.
"Raoul, I can't eat, I can't sleep. I need to do something." She lowered her eyes to her plate, still picking at her food.
"What do you need a doctor? I'll send for one immediately." He made a move to get out of his chair.
"No!" Christine said loudly, jumping up. "Raoul, I need to see Erik." She finished quietly.
Raoul's face hardened. "How can you think I'd let you anywhere near that monster!" He shouted. "After what he did to you, to me! You think he won't try and kidnap you again!"
Christine's eyes filled with tears, as she stared at the floor. "I know." She said quietly. "It's like you said. I'm still haunted by him, and always will be, but I have to see if he's ok, if he's even alive." She looked up at her husband, with tear stained checks. "Please."
Raoul's face softened, and he walked over to her. He wrapped his arms around her. "I'm sorry, but I can't let you. I don't want to lose you again, Christine. I'm just trying to keep you safe. I love you."
Christine hugged him back, tears cascading down her checks. "I love you too," she whispered.
"Now I have to go to work. Promise me you won't go to the Opera House."
"I promise." She spoke sadly.
"Thank you." Gently, Raoul kissed the top of her head and left the room.
Christine knew in her heart that Raoul was probably right; Erik might kidnap her again. But she also knew she had to see him again, no matter what the consequence. She had always seemed connected to him by an invisible string. When he had lead her down to his underground home for the first time, she felt that she would follow him across the edge of a cliff if that's where he wanted to take her. The only problem now was the string was pulling her back to him, and she was forced to go, even if it meant breaking her promise to Raoul.