Okay, everything will be revealed in this chapter! I know that it has been confusing for some, but fear not! Your brain shall hurt no longer! As always, enjoy and REVIEW!

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Chapter 8: You

Erik walked through the dark passage that lead to the Prima Donna's dressing room. His mind was a mess of thoughts: Why was the Flop here? I thought Christine wanted to be with me, but why does it sound like she loves Raoul? And most importantly: Why didn't he feel heart broken? The questions would soon be answered.

The Phantom appeared in the two-way mirror. Christine was playing with the frills of her dress when she saw him in the mirror and smiled warmly.

"Hello Erik," she said. Erik's face was like stone, making Christine smile disappear.

"What do you have to tell me?" he asked. Christine looked down at the ground, like a child who was caught red handed. Erik sighed when she didn't answer. "Monsieur de Chagny, I know you're here."

Raoul came out of hidding, looking quite shocked. His face said 'How the...' Christine just shook her head and raised her eyebrows.

"Erik," Christine said, calmly, "can you please come out from behind that mirror." Erik narrowed his eyes as he looked at Raoul. Christine sighed before saying: "Raoul, can you please leave." Raoul obeyed and opened the double door to leave, his eyes never leaving the Phantom's figure in the mirror. When he shut the door, Erik rolled back the two-way mirror.

"How did you know Raoul was here?" Christine asked. Erik's face showed nothing.

"I was on the roof when you told him..." Erik trailed off, so unlike him. Christine understood. "What did Monsieur de Chagny mean when he said 'You said we would leave tonight'?"

Christine looked down. "We meant to leave, and get married," she said. She looked back up at him. "I'm sorry, Erik. When I came down that night, I only wanted to see, to see if you were still here. I didn't think that you would... I came back to the Opera to become a singer once again, leaving Raoul back in Perros. I had been thinking of you and wondered if you were alright, I didn't think you still loved me."

Erik kept his face like stone, trying not to show emotion, but some slipped when you looked in his eyes. "I'm sorry Christine. I didn't know, and I thought you had left Monsieur de Chagny," he said, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

Christine had tears in her eyes. "Am I free?" she asked, tears spilling from her eyes.

Erik let the silence sink in between them before answering: "You never were imprisoned," he said. Christine smiled and let the tears of relief fall from her eyes.

"Thank you," she whispered. Christine ran out the door to Raoul. Erik sighed as he walked back to the his lair.

But why didn't he feel so heart-broken? He felt normal, nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, he felt like someone was waiting for him back home...

Then it hit him. He stopped in his tracks, as he heart began to pound. It was so clear now, why hadn't he seen it before? His love was with him all along, comforting him, making him feel like a human, not a monster. As he thought of the sentence in his head, he felt his heart swell.

He loved Grace.

Erik began to walk, faster and faster until he was running, with his cape flowing behind him.

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Erik guided the gondola through the water. He saw the lair, and there was Grace, sitting cross-legged on the ground playing with her hair. She quickly stood when she saw Erik.

"What happened?" Grace asked. Erik only smiled at the sound of her voice. Coldness swept across Grace's face. "What are you so happy about," she asked coldly. Now Grace thought that he was smiling of Christine, but he was smiling over her.

"I will explain later," Erik said as he leaned the gondola pole against the stone wall. He walked to her, so they were face-to-face. "Right now I have something more important to tell you."

"What?" Grace asked, fear in her voice. She thought he was going to leave, and never return to his Voices... to her...

"I think I finally found out who I really love," Erik said.

"Who?" Grace asked. Fear was becoming stronger, she was frightened.

Erik took Grace's face in his hands before whispering: "You," and pulled her into a kiss. Grace eyes widened in shock, before closing them. She smiled under the kiss as she reached up and pulled off Erik's mask. Erik did the same with her. When they pulled away, Grace had tears in her eyes.

"Your mon ange," Erik said. Grace gave a small gasp and tears streamed down her cheeks. Erik brushed them away. "Why are you crying?" he asked.

"Because," Grace said through tears, "you don't know how long I've been waiting for you to call me that." Grace placed her hand on his deformed cheek. She gave him a small kiss on the lips. "I love you, too."

Erik pulled her into a hug. Grace smiled and hugged him back. She was so happy, he finally loved her! Not Christine! She pulled away from his embrace.

"Now, tell me what happened up there," Grace said, nodded toward the ceiling. Erik sighed as they sat down on the organ bench and started to explain...

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