Erik pulled himself out of his reverie and went back inside the house and sat at the piano. Playing melody over melody, with no particular destination in mind just the need to play. And he fulfilled that need until his heart was empty and his mind was clear. The truth of the matter was it was bothering him that he would have to eventually see Christine again and not just see her but speak to her as well. тshe тll probably ask for a different student when she finds out Helene is my daughter. That boy probably filled her head with a thousand reasons why she was better off without me.уу He sighed and felt old he loved Sabine there was no changing that no matter what Christine De Chagny said or did. She and her vicomte would probably get a good laugh over the prospect of the whole situation and laugh over it with friends. He thought once again seeing in his minds eye as the boy retold the whole retched story as one big joke.
inside Erik's head
рNow get this chapsс He said refilling his snifter and laughing hysterically, тThis demented idiot was so insane with love with my Christine. He actually threatened to kill me if she didnуt marry him. So she kissed him. Didnуt you christine.с рUh, yes I did.с Christine said looking a little uncomfortable.
A friend leaned over and nudged her in the side, р Well did you enjoy it at least ?с рUh well- I . . .. р

Helene crept into the music room and climbed up on the piano bench beside her father. She really knew she shouldnуt have disturbed him but he looked so sad she couldnуt help herself.
рPappa, would you like me to bring you a pen and paper?с She asked tugging his sleeve.
рNon, merci petite. I was just playing for the sake of playing.с рYou look so sad are you thinking grown up stuff again?с She asked looking up at him.
рNon, cherie I was just thinking of people I used to know.с He answered smiling back at her.
рDo you miss them ?с рSome I do. There are others I am glad I donуt see anymore.с Erik said allowing a stray image of Raoul being strung up a blade slide into his mind. He smiled in spite of himself and kissed Helene atop her head.
рPappa? Will you help me with my audition piece?с рOf course petite ange.с He said giving her a gentle squeeze. сGo get you violin.с She returned quickly and Erik began the music lesson. He amazed himself with the maturity of his daughter. But even still he found it difficult not to be too hard on her. Although the smile she gave him when she played the bar they were working on properly made it all worth it. After they had sufficiently practiced they broke for lunch and headed to the winery to grab Sabine for a nice picnic lunch in the vineyards.
Meanwhile many miles away, in almost another part of the world. Nadir was knocking on a door. It opened after a moment and the elder lady smiled warmly at him and beckoned for him to enter.
рMonsieur Khan, It is nice to see you again.с рMadame Giry. It is good too to see you and you are well?с He asked removing his astrakhan and smiling.
рYes, I am older but quite well I can assure you. Wont you come and sit in the parlor?с рI would be honored.с He said following her into the modest parlor and sitting when she pointed to a chair.
рWould like some tea?с рOui, merci that would be nice.с He said smiling once again.
рMeg should be here soon she went with some of the other girls to the museum apparently there was a painting that has been causing quite a stir amongst the girls.с She said and then disappeared into the hallway and down to the kitchen before he could respond. A few more minutes passed and the door opened. And a rather breathless Meg stepped through tossing her toe shoes on the hall bench and then closing the door.
рMamma? Iуm ho. . . р she called rather loudly, walking into the parlor. Nadir caught his breath as the lamp light bounced off her raven hair and her blue eyes sparkled with life. slowly he stood.
рNadir?с she squeaked running to his arms
I have put pics of Erik, Sabine and Helene on my web page go check em out. The one of Erik is definatley dream inducing LOL you can all find me at opera777. TTYL!