"Just wait here." Meg told Christine once they were in the house. "I'll go get Erik." Meg disappeared up the stairs.

"Erik!" She called, opening the music room door.

"Meg, I'm working." Erik said, clearly irritated.

"Christine and her daughter are here. At least come say 'hello', then you can go back to work."

Erik froze. "C-Christine's here?"

"Yes. Now come on."

Without another word Erik followed Meg down the stairs.

Christine's heart beat faster as she heard footsteps.

"Christine," Meg said. "I think you remember your former tutor."

"Erik." Christine breathed. Without a second thought she threw her arms around her former lover. "I've missed you." She whispered.

"I've missed you as well." Erik told her, breaking the embrace.

"Erik," Christine said, stepping to the side and laying a hand on Angel's shoulder. "This is my daughter, Angel."

"Hi." Angel waved at Erik. He stared at the girl for a moment. This is was his daughter. She was the perfect image of her mother, except for the eyes. She had his eyes.

"A please to meet you, mademoiselle." He said with a slight bow. Angel giggled.

"Angel," Meg interrupted. "I'd like you to meet my daughter, Chloe."

All eyes turned to the six year old.

"Chloe, do you remember Christine?" Meg asked.

The girl shook her head.

"I met you when you were very little." Christine told her. "This is my daughter, Angel."

"Hi." Chloe murmured.

"Hello." Angel waved.

"Chloe, why don't you show Angel around so the three of us can catch up?" Meg suggested. Chloe shrugged and headed up the stairs, motioning for Angel to follow. The two disappeared.

"I think they'll be friends in no time." Meg said. "Now, please sit. I'll put the tea on."

Christine and Erik sat in an awkward silence as they waited for Meg to return. About five minutes later the former ballerina joined them.

"So how have you been?" Meg asked.

"Wonderful…I really missed you, Meg."

"I missed you too." Meg smiled. "We both did, right Erik?"

The masked man only nodded.

"What have you been up to?" Christine inquired. "I hear the park here is yours."

"Yes, Erik opened 'Phantasma' about two years ago and it's been very successful."

"That's wonderful. I'd love to see the park sometime."

"I'll show you around later. So what brings you to America?"

"I have been asked to sing at the New York Opera House. Though, we came early just to see you. I don't have to be there for another week."

"Christine that's great! We'd love to go!"

Once again Erik only nodded. "Where's Raoul?" Erik finally asked after a few moments of silence. Before Christine could answer, there was a knock on the door.

"I'll be right back." Meg said, rising to her feet. Who could it be? She wondered as she undid the lock. Her heart leapt when she who it was.

"Nadir." She breathed.


I'm so evil aren't I? I hope you guys liked that chapter. Sorry it was short, but as you probably have noticed I have a habit for making short chapters.

Now, please review! I love to know what you think!

~Kate