Chapter 10: Disturbing Discoveries

Dreama sighed in relief as her and Mme. De Chagney's captors came with food. She rushed to it and ignored the shiny fork and spoon. She grabbed the stale bread and quickly dumped it into the soup. She was so hungry; she and the baby needed it more then anything.

Christine watched in shock as Dreama conquered the whole plate within minutes. The woman was pregnant what did she expect? She glanced at her plate filled with soup and bread and suddenly pushed it toward Dreama. Dreama looked at her in shock, and looked at the plate with hunger. She violently shook her head.

"No I can't do that you need it." She quickly said glancing away. Christine gently smiled.

"You need it more then me," she said placing a hand on her shoulder slightly rubbing encouraging her and making sure she knew that it was alright. Dreama glanced at the plate and quickly began to eat. She made small noises in pleasure as she finally satisfied her starvation. She sat back her hand rubbing her tummy.

Christine scooted back against the wall with her and slowly closed her eyes. She began to think as she placed her hand on the swollen black spot on her right cheek, how could she possibly get herself into this? This would have never happened if… if what? If she went with Erik to live forever till her dieing days?

Would Dreama be just as happy if Erik never entered her life? Is this all Christine's fault? Was it anyone's fault?

Suddenly the wooden door flew open to reveal him, Damien so they call him. The man that left the bruise on Christine's face, the man that held a knife to Dreama's growing baby. Anger filled her as he came into view.

"Good evening ladies," he said with a slight bow. Dreama scooted more against the wall and quickly grabbed Christine's hand tightly. Christine tightened her grip in return assuring her everything will be fine.

"I hope you slept well," he said with a smirk. "Mme. De Chagney I do not wish to be rude but I need to speak with Mme. Destler alone,"

"Whatever you need to say to me you say to her." Dreama stated lifting her chin high. Christine frowned at her words but said nothing as she glanced back at Damien. Damien grinned.

"Very well, would you like to know what your husband has done in the past month?" He asked with that same grin.

A month? Dreama thought, it has been a month? How could that be?

Dreama stayed silent in thought before looking back at Damien.

"I know what he has been doing." She says flatly. Damien frowned and grinned again.

"He has been searching for me, doing everything in his power to find me!" She says shouting her last few words. Christine held her breath as she watches Damien's reactions.

He shook his head.

"Well you have most of it down. He has indeed been searching for you along with the help of you sister, and your husband." He said glancing at Christine, Christine's eyes grow wide. Raoul was helping Erik? He hates him though, they both hate each other! More then anything! "The other half is that your beloved husband who says he will love you till death does you part has raped a thirteen year old girl."

Christine snaps her head at Dreama and watched as she flinches. Did she hear correctly? Erik wouldn't do such a thing! He has done many terrible things in his past but never this! Never something so monstrous, but to Christine's eyes when she was living back at the opera Erik was a monster. He would do anything he found horrible. Could the Phantom be back?

"You lie!" Dreama shouts through tears. "He would never do anything like that!"

"Wouldn't he? You have known Erik how long? Four years? Young Christine here has known him almost her entire life. Ask her if your beloved Erik would do such a thing." His words were smooth yet he knew how effective they were on Dreama. Christine let out a sob as she watched Dreama turn her head quickly in her direction. Her eyes held a prayer, a prayer that the monster did not do what the real monster said he did.

Christine was going to tell her he wouldn't, why would he after all these years of being good? Dreama searched her soul to find the answer and Christine did everything she could to hide what she really thought. But it was not good enough. Dreama caught the thought and quickly she was in a puddle of tears.

"No! No, no, no he would never do that to me!" She said hiding her face trying her best to hold back the tears. What has Christine done? Guilt was all over her and wouldn't go away.

"What does this action tell you Mme. Munoire?" Damien asked kneeling in front of Dreama's crying form. Christine wanted nothing more then to stand and hit the man and get him away from Dreama! But she couldn't move, she had to know what was coming. "It tells you that your husband did not want you because he loves you, it proves that he wanted you because of your beautiful body. How innocent it was."

"NO!" Dreama shouts covering her ears.

"Listen Dreama! Your husband has been doing everything but trying to find you and your unborn child!" He said grabbing her wrist. Christine has had enough.

"Let go of her!" She yelped hitting his back with her fists. Damien turned to her and pushed her away sending her on her back and her head to the ground leaving her unconscious.

"Your husband has raped an innocent girl and killed an innocent man who had a family! A family he loved very much! Is that what a true husband is supposed to be like?!" His words echoed throughout the room sending shivers up Dreama's spine. How could this be? How could Erik do that? No! She can't believe it! She just can't! But Christine, the look in her eyes, she has seen what Erik once was, has Erik gone back to that? Has he gone back to killing without a care? Does he remember me? Does he remember his child?

Dreama tried to push him away not wanting to hear no more!

"Admit it Dreama! Your husband doesn't love you! All he wants is blood! And innocence! That is all he'll ever want!"

"NO!" Dreama screamed her loudest then suddenly tumbles over vomiting the soup and stale bread. Damien stands with a grin tightly held on his face. He will soon get what he wants. Now all he has to do is wait, wait for the final action that will kill Erik no matter what.

Damien pulls a handkerchief out and throws it toward Dreama, then slowly and quietly leaves the hysterical pregnant woman by herself.

Dreama wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, her tears continue to fall yet no sound comes from her. She glances around and her eyes suddenly settle on Christine's insensible body. Very slowly placing a hand on her stomach she crawls her way to her and gently places a hand on her head. Christine stirs yet does not wake. She needs to rest, she'll have a huge headache afterwards but this is what she needs.

Dreama's thoughts quickly came back to Erik. Her Erik, her beautiful Knight. Could a knight who promised their unending love forever break their word? Dreama's knight couldn't. But why this feeling that he would? Oh please Erik, don't let this be true!

I am soooo sorry for not updating in such a long time, writers block is just brag! But I am also trying to start some others fhics...I really hope they are good, one of my new ones is a mix of Phantom and 300...lol don't think too far ahead, its not gonna be that bad lol...I actually haven't started writing it but still! Another one has to do with WWII! and...another is a comedy romance! Thats a first huh? lol and...another...is...kind of weired but thats because...its a work in progress!

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Crystal A.

"Life is a mask, its our job to take it off and discover the journey behind it not in front for there is nothing there but a mask"