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Christine stood on the rooftop of the opera house, waiting for the Phantom, or Erik. She had brought up a picnic lunch and had set it all out on a blanket. She knew that it wasn't very fancy, but she felt that it was casual enough for her to get to know Erik (she was finally getting used to that name), not like a fancy diner that would be to romantic for them, since she hadn't seen him since they got married.

She had no idea what she was going to say to him. She had learned a lot from Madame Giry, but she really wanted to know the real Erik, not the Phantom or the deformed boy, just who ever Erik was, which Christine had no idea.

The bells of the church rang, announcing that it was 6 o'clock, time for Erik to be here. Christine turned back to the picnic area and sat down. Then she heard a noise come from behind her. She turned, and there stood Erik, or the Phantom, standing as still as a statue, his cape rustling slightly in the wind.

He looked very much like a Phantom, but Christine knew she had to get past being frightened, for Pete's sake he was her HUSBAND after all.

Christine stood up again and walked toward the Phantom not sure what to say. As she was thinking, her eyes wandered up to his mask. Christine was very curious about what was under it, and after what Madame Giry said, she was even more curious about what kind of disfigurement he had that was worth hiding. Christine suddenly realized that Erik was watching her staring at him, making her embarrassed. She turned her head down, a slight blush coming to her cheeks.

Erik finally spoke. "Madame Giry told me that you wanted to see me."

Christine nodded, and looked up again. "Yes, I wanted to have dinner with you up here, and I also wanted to get to know you a little better since we are now, um, married."

Erik was now the one to avoid eye contact. They stood there in awkward silence, until Christine spoke up. "You can sit down, I have some ham left over from lunch, a couple biscuits, a bean salad, and a cherry pie that the cook made for dessert. Come sit, Erik."

Christine suddenly froze. She had not wanted to give away any clues about what she knew about him, much less that she knew his name. She looked over at him, and his face showed signs of shock, and then his eyes closed down to slits and he glared at her.

"How do you know my name?"

Christine's mouth went dry and she started to fumble with her words. "Well, I, well, see, last night Madame Giry and I were talking, and she might have told me what your name was."

Erik continued to glare at her. "And did she happen to tell you anything else?"

Christine shook her head, but she knew that she looked guilty. She could never keep secrets very well.

Erik looked at her more and said. "You're lying, what exactly did Madame Giry say to you?"

"Nothing really, just, um, a little bit about your, um, childhood that's all, about how she found you."

Erik's face suddenly became angry, and he looked furious. Christine was suddenly scared, but she was really worried that Madame Giry would get in trouble, so she spoke again.

"Please, don't be angry with Madame Giry, I asked her to tell me, and that was only because she saw my ring and recognized it."

Christine actually found herself getting angry. "And I wouldn't have found out anything if you hadn't kidnaped me in the middle of the night, hauled me down to your lair underground, and then force me to marry you under a threat of being down there the rest of my life, then hauling me back up to my room and just leaving me there, without so much as a good night or anything! And then you tell me to wear a ring around my neck to show that I am married, but you can't really let people find out I'm married or my whole singing career will disappear, and THEN you tell me that I can't see anyone else, even though I was forced to marry you, because I'm married!"

Christine was on a roll now, and she could see Erik's anger slowly disappear, being replaced with shock. "I actually wanted to marry someone I knew, NOT a ghost that sends me letters! I personally think that after all I've been through that I DESERVE to find out about your childhood, your mask, AT LEAST YOUR NAME!"

When Christine was finally done, she took a deep breath and looked at him. His eyes were wide, and if he wasn't a man who didn't show much emotion, his jaw would have been down to the ground. Christine guessed no body had ever stood up to the great Opera Ghost before, and she was actually surprised that she had. She was normally very shy and timid, never getting angry, much less raising her voice at anyone. But Christine was glad that she had finally said what she had been feeling like ever since she was married, and she figured that it was he right to be able to yell at the Phantom, now that he was her husband.

Erik continued to stand there, until he was able to gather his composure. "I can see that I have upset you, and I apologize." Christine stuck her chin up slightly, glad about this. "However, I am not sorry I married you." Christine looked at him oddly, so he looked at her in the eye and continued.

"When I first saw you enter this place, I was taken back by how beautiful you are, how you seem so shy, but have a spirit that begs to be let out. I continued to watch you, feeling as though I had known you all my life, even though you had never met me. Then I heard you sing and that blew me away. I knew that you were an angel, here to help me with my music. I wanted you to be my wife right then and there, so I started writing you letters, hoping to introduce myself and see if you would have any interest in me. Finally I decided to stop waiting and just bring you down and marry you."

He sighed. "I know that I haven't made a very good first impression, but if you will come down to my lair and sing for me as I play, I would greatly appreciate that."

Christine was speechless. What! He wanted her to sing for him?! She was stunned. He only married her because she had a beautiful voice? Well, she didn't know what to think of that, but she wanted to get to know him, so this might be the only way she could, so she nodded.

Erik gave a quick nod. "Good, then tomorrow if you would please come to my home, then we will begin. Good day."

And with that, he left. Christine had no idea what had just happened, but she knew that she would find out tomorrow who the Phantom was. Until then, she still had a picnic to eat, so she had to go find Meg to eat with her.

Did you like it? I hope you did. I had planned this story, but this chapter totally doesn't fit in any part of it, so I guess I'm starting to make up stuff here. Hopefully it turns out good :). Please Review, and thanks for reading! Li Li