Erik's POV
I awoke expecting to feel Christine warmth, but I found a cold empty bed. My mind began to race. I looked at the sheets and found them red where she had laid. I flung myself from the bed. As I ran my hands through my hair, I realized that I was not wearing my mask or wig. Feeling naked, I went to the closet and found my spare masks and wigs, and put them on. After I changed, I ran down the stairs. I looked around for any sign of Christine but found none. However, Madame Giry was asleep at the table.
"Madame Giry," I said waking her.
"Erik?" She asked sleepily.
"Where is she? Where is Christine?"
"What happened?" She asked her eyes worried.
"Where is she?" I asked avoiding her question.
"I called in a doctor; you need to hide so he doesn't see you."
"How is she?" I asked. She looked up at me her eyes sad but said nothing. "No," I stumbled back into the wall. "Is she…"
"I don't know doctor has been here for awhile…" She started before the door opened. I flew up the stairs but stopped so I could here what the doctor had to say.
"How is she doctor," Madame Giry asked.
"She'll live," he said and I collapsed onto the stares in tears.
"She's ok," I though to myself.
"But she will be weak."
"Alright well thank you doctor." Madame Giry said as she pushed him out the door.
I hurried down the stairs and headed got where Christine was but Madame Giry stopped me. "No, I must see her."
"No, you need to explain what is going on. I mean I find Christine half dead asleep in your arms. What am I suppose to think. And where is the Vicomt.
"She left him and came to me so don't you dare even think that I would do something like that. We were in the caves when we were attacked; he had a knife he must have cut her. I didn't know anything was wrong, not until we got here." I realized I had begun to ramble on, "But I'll take care of her I promise, I promise." Sitting down at the table, I laid my head in my hands.
She laid her hand on my shoulder, "But Erik…"
Suddenly there was a pounding at the door. I ran up the stairs again.
I heard the door open the voice, that voice about killed me.
"Where is he, where is she? Raoul exclaimed bursting through the door.
"Where is who Vicomt?" Madame Giry asked and it was moments like these that I was thankful to have someone like her.
"You know who, he has put some sort of spell over Christine and she left with him. Now, where is he?"
The sound of glass breaking filled the air along with Madame Giry's screams.
"No!" She screamed before the sound of another door opened was heard fallowed by Raoul's voice.
"Christine," he gasped and I instantly knew where he was. He had found her. Without hesitation, I flew down the stairs and into the room.
Christine lay asleep, pale as death her lips had lost their color and her hair lay limply against her pale skin.
Raoul saw me and started screaming at me but I couldn't hear him I just stared at her, my eyes never leaving her frail body. That was until Raoul charged at me. His hands wrapped around my neck a he slammed me into the wall.
"What in the hell did you do to her!" He screamed.
