A/N: You know the drill by now.

Downtime

When I got back to the hotel, I saw a red rose with black ribbon tied on the stem. There was a note attached, and the same person who wrote the previous note wrote this one. It read: "You sang wonderfully tonite. I look forward to hearing you again." There was no signature. Just like the last one. Yup. Something was DEFINITELY going on in that opera house.

Janeen and Alicia came in the room about five minutes later. "What's that?" Alicia asked, noticing the rose.

"Um… a gift. I have no clue who it's from though." I replied. O quickly wanted to change the subject. "So, did you guys like the Eiffel Tower?"

Janeen nodded. "Yea. It's very beautiful."

Alicia noticed my change in subject and Janeen finally noticed the rose.

"Where did you get that?!" she asked.

I shrugged. "No clue. It was here when I got here." I replied.

I filled a glass of water and put the rose in it. When bedtime came, I wasn't tired. I stepped out on the balcony and closed my eyes, letting the wind tossle my hair. I softly sang 'Think of Me'

"Think of me
think of me fondly, when
we've said goodbye
remember me
once in a while, please
promise me you'll try

When you find,
that once again you long
to take your heart back,
and be free
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me

We never said
our love was evergreen
or as unchanging as the sea...
but if you can still remember,
stop and think of me

Think of all the things
we've shared and seen,
don't think about the things
which might have been

Think of me
think of me waking, silent
and resigned...
imagine me, trying too hard to
put you from my mind...

Recall those days,
look back on all those times,
think of the things
we'll never do...
there will never be a day when
I won't think of you

We never said
our love was evergreen
or as unchanging as the sea...
but please promise me,
that sometimes
you will think of me "

I heard the voice again. "Very good." The voice said. I felt something touch my hair, and when I turned around, no one was there.

I sighed. If this was going to continue, I definitely needed to continue to investigate the Opera Populaire. As I looked into the Paris night, I felt a deep sense one of my dreams came true. After looking at my watch, I decided it was time to get some sleep.

The next morning, I woke up and saw it was almost noon. After I got dressed, I looked at Janeen and Alicia and smiled. "Guys, I've got to show you something."

Janeen narrowed her eyes. "It has something to do with the rose doesn't it?!"

My eyes shifted. "Uh…possibly?"

Janeen snatched the note off my bedside table and read it. "I KNEW IT!!!" she exclaimed happily.

I nodded. 'yea, we're going to the Opera Populaire."

"Sweet." Janeen said clapping her hands.

Alicia looked excited, but, didn't say anything. As our taxi cab neared the Opera Populaire, I grinned. No one was here again today. After we paid the driver, we walked up the stairs, I undid the lock with a hairclip and we walked in.

"Wow." Janeen said. 'it's beautiful."

"Very." Alicia added.

"Wait til you see the stage…"

Janeen grinned. 'No way I can wait." She ran toward the door to the stage and me and Alicia followed after her. When we got in the stage room, Janeen was on the stage and singing.

I smiled. We all had good voices in our group. I grinned slightly hearing the dark, velvety voice in my head again. This wasn't going to get old. At all.