Chapter 8- What New Surprises

A/N- Hey ya'll you must stop bugging me about updating, lol jk go right ahead. It just means you love me more. Hehe sorry about the cliffy.

Disclaimer-I do not own, Christine, Erik or sadly Raoul (I do own the plot and kidnappers.)

Thanks to ALL WHO LOVE THIS STORY!

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Raoul raced into Christine's room throwing the door open he saw Christine huddled in a corner with her chambermaids circled around her.

"Mme. Please, let us help you." Cried the cubby head maid, Els.

"I can dress myself, please leave or I shall scream again!" Christine warned in a tone of voice that Raoul had never heard her use before.

"What is all the commotion about?" Raoul said as to break up the ensuing fight between Christine and her chambermaids.

"Monsieur Le Vicomte," Els jumped at his voice. "Mme., Daae will not let us prepare her for bed."

"Then I believe you should leave." Raoul was angered by her disobedience to her mistress. Els let out a huff and turned to leave the room.

"Come, girls." The rest of the maids followed her out of the room and Raoul closed the door behind them. He then focused his attention to Christine.

"Christine?" He called softly, she was crying to herself with head on her knees as she held them close to her body. "Are you alright?" He asked sitting, down beside her on the floor. She sniffed back some tears and lifted her slowly to face Raoul.

"Yes, I am quite alright, it is just some things are going to need getting used to again."

"I understand Christine, I will dismiss your maids until further notice." Christine swallowed the growing lump in her throat.

"Thank you Raoul."

"Now, Christine, you have a very exhausting day and I think you should get some sleep." He stood and held out his hand to her to help her up. Christine hesitated for a moment before she entrusted her hand in his. He lifted her to feet and time stopped when his eyes met hers. "Christine…" He whisperd as he bowed his forehead to touch hers making them only inches apart. "Oh, how I missed seeing your beauty." Christine shuddered at the close contact and just as Raoul was brings his lips to meet hers she turned away.

"Not now," She said quietly leaving Raoul very confused by her actions. "You are right I need my rest, goodnight Raoul." She turned to walk to her bed and sat on the edge keeping her eyes on the floor to avoid Raoul's gaze. Raoul stood dumbstruck for a moment before replying.

"I should be getting my rest also, goodnight Mon Cherie." Christine gasped as she heard the last word he had used.

"It will only hurt for a few more moments, Mon Cherie." Fredric answered her screams of pain, submerged in his pleasure. She hated the feeling of his bare skin on hers and his hands traveling down her body.

"No, no, no more, please stop, please," She said through baited breath. "Don't, no."

"You are only making it harder for yourself, Mon Cherie."

Raoul had begun to walk to the door when he heard Christine let out a small scream, he immediately rushed to her side.

"Christine is something wrong?"

"No it is nothing but please do not call that name again?"

"I will comply with your wishes but may I ask why?" Raoul asked almost afraid of the answer.

"It is just that is what HE called me." Raoul's eyes widened at her revelation and he sat beside her.

"I am sorry Christine, if I had known I-"

"Raoul you could not possibly have known." Raoul looked down still disappointed in his self and took Christine's tiny hand in his. That was when he saw the purple rings around her wrists. Christine noticed the direction of his gaze and quickly pulled her hand back. "Well goodnight Raoul, I am very tired I really should be getting to bed." Christine said as she stood to lead him to the door.

"If you wish Christine." So saying Raoul silently walked to the door and let him self out.

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Later that evening Raoul was awakened by Christine's screams. He immediately jumped out of his bed and ran down the hall to her room. When he arrived he saw Christine tossing and turning on her bed.

"No, no please, stop Raoul, help." Christine shouted in her sleep oblivious to Raoul's presence in the room. Raoul rushed to her bedside and kneeled beside her. "Stop, not again, please." Raoul realized she must have a nightmare about something that had happened to her while she had been held captive. He put his hands on her shoulders and called out to her hoping to awake her from her nightmare.

"Christine, wake up, wake up." He had begun to shake her gently trying to jolt Christine out of her slumber. That was when he felt her hand reach up and slap him. Christine fully awoke and immediately registered what happened.

"Oh, Raoul I am so sorry I was having a nightmare about," She stopped mid sentence when she realized what had been about to say. "My captivity." Raoul sat on the bed next to her.

"Christine I am going to need to know all that happened if we are to make a case against this man." Christine sighed, how could she ever tell Raoul that she had been raped? She was too afraid of the outcome to even think about telling him. "Let us start with these bruises." He said picking her hand and running his fingers gently over the dark circles around her wrist. Christine chewed her lip as she thought of what she could tell him.

"They are from the rope they used to tie me up with when they first brought me to that cabin." She said fully knowing that most of the bruising had come from Fredric tying her to the bed.

"What of these?" He asked rubbing his hand up her badly bruised arm and stopping to place a kiss on the largest welts. Christine was becoming more nervous by the second.

"I, I, I, I mean they, well he hit me." She said her voice shaking more as she spoke each word. Raoul's eyes turned from a gentle lover to a fierce anger.

"HE DID WHAT! That bastard, I will kill him, how dare he harm you! He will pay for this!" During his rant he had jumped from the bed and had begun pacing in circles.

"Raoul, please, calm yourself, he dose not deserve your anger." Raoul gave a sigh of submission as he took his place next to Christine again.

"Why do you always seem to be right?" He said with a small smile, lightning the load on Christine's heart. She managed give a small half smile back, she could not bring herself to smile fully, not so soon after the chain of events that had just occurred. Raoul realized he was no longer needed and stood up to leave. "Goodnight, Christine, my love." He whispered as he slowly closed the door.

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It was a somber moment. Christine held Raoul's hand tightly as they walked through the graveyard. Her gown was black and very plain, Raoul knew she didn't care about how she looked, only that she said goodbye to Erik one last time. Raoul put his arm around her shoulders and whispered softly in her ear words of love. Christine sniffled and squeezed Raoul's hand. Mme. Giry walked behind them, her face covered in a light black veil. As they saw M. Daae's tomb in the distance, Raoul rubbed his shoulder lightly, remembering the fight not that long ago between monster and man. Raoul knew now that Erik was no monster, but it was too late, the man was dead, never to walk the Earth again.

When they arrived at the place where Erik would be buried, the site of the hole in the earth and the body wrapped in cloth brought tears to Christine's eyes and they spilled over like a waterfall. Christine dropped Raoul's hand and ran to kneel by the clothed body. She gently opened the cloth to reveal the face of Erik. She laid her lips on his cold forehead and Raoul strained to hear what Christine whispered.

"I loved you…wait for me in heaven, my angel." She glanced up at Raoul, still whispering to Erik, "Raoul's here with me, and I am so happy. Yet I am sad…I feel bad, loving him more, what with you also risking your life. Do you think it terrible that I never loved you as I love Raoul?"

Raoul walked over and knelt down beside her. His voice was rough as he stroked Christine's cheek, "He knows and he understands. He still loved you and I am sure he is looking down and smiling." Christine sobbed quietly, and Raoul pulled her away from his body, holding her tightly to him. The minister read from the Bible, but Raoul and Christine neither heard. They both looked sadly upon the deformed face of a fallen angel.

As the body was laid in the earth, Christine kissed Raoul softly, ""My brave knight, please help me get through the experince of this last month, be with me moment that you are able, and marry me as soon as we can. I don't care where; let's just get married. All I want on my wedding day is you."

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"Christine, I have to go back to the cabin to show the police what happened I will be back sometime this afternoon." Raoul called into her room from the other side of the door, she had been so distant lately, barley speaking unless she was asked a direct question so he was not surprised when he did not receive a response. Raoul sighed and walked away from the door out to his carriage. Christine was relived to finally be alone; she could call on the doctor without Raoul knowing. She had been feeling ill for the last week and if Raoul knew he would go mad with worry and she did not want that to happen.

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Raoul entered the cabin with the police and the events of that day came back to him as if it had happened only a few hours ago. Raoul explained what had happened to the police and then lead them upstairs to where he had been reunited with Christine.

"They held her in this room." He said walking into the small room, the two officers wrote something down and looked up at Raoul.

"Thank you, Monsieur Le Vicomte," The head officer said. "We let you know when the trial is set to begin." With that they both left Raoul alone in the cabin. Raoul begin to explore the room by walking to the fallen picture on the ground, he picked it up and examined it. He then begin to look at other aspects of the room when came to the bed, the sheets were tousled as he moved closer to the bed a large stain came into view, it only took Raoul a moment to figure out what it was, dried blood.

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Christine was in the study standing in front of the fireplace, her tears had all dried and she knew she would have to tell Raoul what really had happened while she had been held prisoner. As if on cue Raoul walked into the study.

"Raoul, your back!" She cried with mixed emotions running through her mind.

"Yes Christine I am and I want you to start being truthful to me." Raoul said in a somewhat commanding tone.

"Whatever do you mean Raoul?" Christine asked alarmed by his tone, did he know that the doctor had seen her today?

"I was at the cabin and went into the room where I found you and I saw the bed sheets." Christine's eyes widened, Raoul had seen the blood of her maidenhead tearing. "What did he do to you, Christine? I need to know, please tell me." He cried desperately as he put his hands on her shoulders. Christine saw his desperation and she knew that she could no longer hide it from him. Her expression grew solemn and her body, stiff.

"You don't want this body anymore." Raoul was very confused and shook his head.

"What? What are you talking about, Christine?"

"I WAS RAPED!" She shouted, tears rolling down her face, she then fell to the floor, in a sobbing frenzy. Raoul became numb, Christine had been raped, and his fiancée had been raped. He knelt beside and put a hand on her back rubbing it trying to sooth her.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked in a kind tone. "I could have helped you through this." Christine slightly turned her head to him.

""I thought you would not want a wife who has been touched already." Tears Formed in Raoul's eyes at her words; did she really think that he was that shallow? "I do not know what made me think that you would ever leave me for such a thing but I was convinced you would."

'Oh Christine," Raoul whisperd pulling her to her knees in front of him so he could look into her eyes. "I would never leave you, never, no matter what." He pulled her into his arms for hug and held her close to him as if he was afraid to let go. Christine reluctantly lifted herself off the floor feeling very lightheaded and tired.

"Raoul I need to rest, I am going to my chambers." Raoul nodded wondering if he had something wrong.

"Yes, love." Christine walked to the door, she looked back to say something to Raoul but instead she collapsed to the floor. "CHRISTINE!" Raoul jumped up and ran to her side. "SOMBODY GET A DOCTOR QUICK!"

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Raoul sat in a chair outside Christine's room while the doctor was in with her, silently praying that she would be all right.

"Monsieur Le Vicomte," The doctor said stepping outside of the room.

"Yes, how is she?" Raoul asked jumping from his seat to face the doctor. The doctor laughed at his urgency.

"Both are doing fine." Raoul breathed a sigh of relief until the first word of the doctor's sentence hit him.

" Wait, both?" He asked confused.

"Yes, mother and child."

"You mean…" Raoul could not finish his sentence due the rising lump in his throat

"Yes Mademoiselle Daae is expecting, I told her earlier today when I came to see her, she had been having some of the classic signs." The doctor noticed the look of shock on the young man's face. "Oh no, I must have ruined the surprise, congratulations anyway. May I make a suggestion?"

"Yes?"

"Try not to be so rough with her next time because she has sufficient bruising and scaring." The doctor thought he had done this to her, he could never harm Christine like that never. He knew he could not tell the doctor the real reason for her injuries.

"Thank you Doctor I will keep that in mind." The Doctor left Raoul alone in the hall to gather his thoughts before he confronted Christine.

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"Christine…wake up…"

Christine opened her eyes slowly. "Raoul, what happened?"

"You fainted…Christine, there is something I need to ask you."

"What is that, Raoul?" Raoul knelt down next to her and took her hand. He couldn't seem to look her in the eye.

"Christine, will you marry me?" Christine's heart raced, but she felt scared.

"Raoul, why are you so unhappy? Shouldn't you be excited about this?" Raoul looked up and she was amazed to see tears in his eyes. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Christine brought a hand to his face and asked "Raoul, what is wrong?"

"I know…about your baby… Not 'our' baby…'your' baby." Christine flinched and she put a hand to her stomach. Raoul turned from her and walked across the room. "Well, what is your answer?"

Christine bit back a sob and said, "Don't you love me anymore? Are you marrying me out of obligation? Raoul let out a slight growl and turned forcefully to her.

"What do you expect me to say? That I am happy you are having someone else's baby. That it doesn't kill me to look at you and know that someone else has touched you? That someone else has taken your…" Raoul groaned and fell into the seat near him, his head in his hands. Christine stood up slowly and walked over to him.

"Raoul…" Raoul shook his head.

"No, Christine. Don't say anything. I know it wasn't your fault, that you couldn't stop him." He looked up at her and pulled her into his lap. "Christine, I love you…I do. But it will take some time to accept this. The only way to make sure your reputation isn't gone forever, I think we should marry now, to ward off suspicion." Christine leaned her head against his chest feeling comfortable in his arms for the first time since she had been rescued. "That reminds me," Raoul said as he pulled something out his jacket pocket. "I have something that belongs to you." Raoul closed his hand to hide the bauble from her.

"What is it Raoul?" Christine asked curious about whatever he was hiding from her. Raoul slowly opened his closed palm to reveal the engagement ring he had given her a week after the incident at the opera house. "Oh, Raoul," Christine cried throwing her arms around his neck. "I thought I had lost it forever, you can never know how happy this has made me." Raoul slipped the ring onto her slender finger and she rested her head on his shoulder. Raoul noticed that she had fallen asleep and carried her to the bed laying her beneath covers and tucking her in like a small child.

"Sleep well my angel." Raoul whisperd as he bent down to kiss her forehead. "Sleep well."

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