"Jane! Cassandra!" Eliza cried happily, embracing her two younger cousins. "I'm so glad you could come." She said, breaking the hug.

"Thank you for inviting us." Cassandra said, leaving Jane to only smiled.

"Well, before you unpack, I have a surprise for you. I have three tickets to 'Hannibal' for tonight's performance."

"That sounds lovely," Cassandra said. "Doesn't it, Jane?"

Jane nodded.

A Few Hours Later

When the sisters finished unpacking, Cassandra turned to Jane.

"What's the matter with you?" She said.

"What do you mean?"

"You've barley said anything since we left England."

Jane didn't reply. "I know you're hurting." Cassandra said. "But that's why we're here. To make you forget him. Please, just try."

"For you, I will." Jane said, trying her best to smile, if only to appease her sister. She knew that the end result was less than satisfactory, but it seemed to be good enough for her sister

"Thank you." Cassandra smiled, which Jane returned. "See, now how difficult was that?" The both giggled. "Now let's go, we don't want to be late for the Opera."

Jane followed Cassandra down the stairs and out the door.

"There you are." Eliza said. "Are you ready to go?"

They nodded. "Excellent."

The three climbed into the waiting carriage and headed to the Opera House.

"Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade

They have their seasons, so do we

But please promise me that sometimes

You will think of me!"

The audience cheered as the girl on stage bowed. The curtain fell and the audience began to exit the auditorium.

"Come, there are some people I want to introduce you to." Eliza said. Jane and Cassandra followed her to the entrance.

"Eliza!" Someone called.

"Katherine!" Eliza said, hugging the young woman. "How are you?" She asked, after breaking the embrace.

"I'm well, all though my brother has disappeared," The young woman glanced over her shoulder and round the crowd for a moment, but eventually gave up her brief search once again as her attention was drawn to the Austen girls, "but who are these?"

"These are my cousins, Cassandra and Jane. They're visiting from England."

"A pleasure to meet you. I'm Katherine DeChagney."

Before Jane or Cassandra could say anything, a man walked over to them.

"Raoul, I was wondering where you'd run off to."

"I went to see Christine again."

"Christine Daae?"

Raoul nodded. "And who is this?"

"Raoul, you remember Eliza?"

"Of course," He said, giving Eliza a smile.

"And these are her cousins, Cassandra and Jane."

"A pleasure to meet you."

"Likewise." Cassandra said.

"Please, if you'll excuse me, I have a dinner date." Raoul said, after a few moments of silence.

"Of course." Eliza said.

"Christine." Raoul tried the door to her room. It was locked. "Christine!"

"Come to me Angel of Music. I am your Angel of Music." A voice from the other side of the door said.

"Whose voice is that? Who is that in there? Christine!" He kept trying the door, until finally the voices faded. Raoul tried the door a few more times, but it wouldn't budge. He sighed and headed for the exit.

As he stepped outside he saw Jane standing at the bottom of the steps, waiting for a carriage.

"Need a ride?" He asked. Jane jumped.

"Oh, monsieur, you frightened me."

"Forgive me…Where are your sister and cousin?"

"Oh, well Katherine invited us to dinner, but I was feeling rather tired. I keep trying to find a carriage…"Her voice trailed off as another carriage passed by, full to the capacity with Opera Goers. That seemed to be just her luck tonight, all of the rides were to busy carrying large parties to care to stop for the fares of a single passenger.

"I'll take you wherever you need to go." Raoul offered, as his carriage pulled up.

"Thank you." Jane smiled. Raoul helped her into the carriage, then got in himself.

There were a few moments of silence before Jane spoke. "Forgive me, but I thought you were meeting someone for dinner."

"I was, but she seems to have disappeared…would you like to join me, Miss…"

"Austen…And I would, but I told your sister I couldn't join her. I don't want to seem rude."

"Don't worry. Katherine won't be offended. Please, I insist."

Jane sighed. "Alright."

"So you're a writer?" Raoul said, taking a sip of his wine.

"Yes. My mother keeps telling me it can be nothing more than a hobby, but I don't think so. I want nothing more than to have something of mine published."

"That's sound wonderful. What have you written?"

"A few things. Most recently, 'First Impressions'. Although, I'm thinking of renaming it."

"Sounds intriguing."

"Thank you…Do you know what time it is?"

Raoul looked at the clock. "It's 10:30."

"Oh, I really should be getting back." Jane said, rising from the table.

"Of course. Thank you for joining me. This has been a lovely evening. I hope we can do it again."

Raoul said as he rose with her.

"That would be lovely, monsieur."

"Raoul."

"What?"

"Please, call me Raoul...Now, do you need a ride home?"

"Yes, please."

The carriage pulled to a stop in front of Eliza's home.

"Once again thank you for a lovely evening, Jane." Raoul said, as Jane climbed out of the carriage.

The door flew open before Jane had a chance to knock.

"Where have you been?!" Cassandra yelled. Jane laughed, turned around and waved to Raoul before entering the house and shutting the door.

"You scared Eliza and I to death! Where were you?"

"Raoul invited me to dinner."

"Jane?" Eliza said coming down the stairs. "Finally! You had a us worried sick. Where were you?"

"With the Vicomte DeChagney." Cassandra answered for her.

"Vicomte?" Jane asked, confused.

"Yes. He's a Vicomte. He didn't mention that?"

"No."

"Look, Jane," Eliza started, guiding her cousins to the coach. "I know Raoul is a very nice man, but his family, well, they are very particular as to who their children… associate with." Jane could tell her cousin was very uncomfortable discussing this topic.

"Eliza, we're just friends. Not even friends, acquaintances. You have nothing to fear. I promise."