Author's Note: YAY for reviewing! So Erik and Caitlyn's relationship is growing! WOOHOO! I have some reviews and I felt that I should just answer them here:

TheRapistOfMostCharacters: Haha, I had to bring her back. It'll cause more drama; and I live for drama.

SexyKnickers: Oh yes, the reaction of Erik is precisely what you will see in this chapter! :)

foxgodess07: Indeed, blood might be shed! Probably not, but you never know.

AN (4/6/2015): So Caitlyn goes wildly OOC in this chapter. That has been edited out. Also, Christine has a drastic change in character. The switch flips for some reason. I am going to try and make it a little less drastic.

Chapter Ten: Reunions

Christine's grasp on me released and she threw her hands over her mouth. "Oh, no. No. NO! Don't let him get to you! He will hurt you!" She started to cry.

"Did he attempt to touch you? I swear to God, I will go down there and kill him myself!" Raoul tried to leave my dressing room to go and find Erik but I blocked the door.

"Stop it!" I yelled.

"No, Caitlyn, this man will hurt you! He killed Joseph Buquet!" Christine sobbed.

"Sit down!" I screamed. Christine obediently took a spot on my mattress. "Both of you! Now!" Raoul stumbled backwards but did what I said. "I know you don't like him but I want you to listen to me and not interrupt me when I tell you this, alright?" Silence. "Alright?" They nodded.

"When you left me here, I was utterly destroyed. I cried, I didn't wanna come out of my room; I was a mess. I cried myself to sleep that first night. I woke up the next morning and went to the voice rehearsal with Monsieur Reyer. He offered me the chance to sing Think of Me during Hannibal."

"But that song is written for a soprano specifically! That song wasn't meant to be sung by an alto!" Christine stammered, like she didn't think the world made sense anymore.

"It isn't that hard to change a key signature, Christine!" I spat, narrowing my eyes at her. I love the girl but she is getting on my nerves very fast today. "Well, I sang the song and glanced over at Madame Giry. She was reading a letter so I approached her and read the letter myself. It was from the Opera Ghost. Madame Giry told me I have to go. She said that many lives were at stake and who knows who would be killed if I did not show up? So I did.

"I showed up in my dressing room at precisely 4 o'clock. The candle blew out and our lesson began. He was very strict and he could tell that I didn't like him or trust him. I mean, he threatened to kill my brother! The one man who had given me stability and love for all of my life!" Raoul mouthed the words, 'thank you' and I continued onward. "Though I remained apprehensive, I grew closer to him. He told me his real name—"

"He told you his real name? You? You're not even a soprano! He only trains sopranos!" Christine shrieked.

"Correction, Christine. He had only ever trained you. This would lead you to think that he only trains sopranos, but in reality he doesn't care what vocal part I am in." I smirked at her, as her jaw dropped.

"What's his name then?" Raoul asked. He was very tense. It was clear that he didn't like me being this close with him.

"His name is Erik. Anyway, after our lesson, I went to bed. The next morning I got dressed and went to go practice and a young gentleman named Xavier Rockwell," My breath caught in my throat. Memories of his hanging body flashed into my mind. I shuddered and continued. "Well, he approached me in the hallway. He invited me out to dinner and of course, I wanted to say no, terrified of what Erik would say. However, Xavier wouldn't let me get a sentence out. So I went to rehearsal, planning on approaching him and rejecting him later, and after I finished singing, I heard a bloodcurdling scream. I turned my head and saw Meg Giry screaming and crying as her mom held her in her arms.

"I ran to her, immediately. I saw what they were looking at. There hanged the body of Xavier. Swinging back and forth, his eyes were glazed and he stared directly at me. It was bone-chilling. There was a note peeking out of his collar. In summary, it said that I was the property of the phantom and no one else. If I tried to contact you, others would die. If I ran, he would find me. Basically, either way I chose, he had to win." I sang, with a snort.

"I don't see how you're laughing. That's horrible!" Raoul yelled. I raised my hand to silence him.

"Relax, mon ami." I softened my gaze. "Well, I went to the chapel and sang of how I missed you, once more. Hearing a sound, I ran up the stairs. When I got to my dressing room for my lesson, I told him off. Of course, he got angry. He smacked me around a couple of times." Raoul tensed. "Its okay, Raoul. I'm fine. So we went to his lair and he apologized for his actions and I told him if he wanted to continue teaching me, he had to gain back my trust. So, he did. It took a little while but he gained it back. Now we are friends again." I left out the kiss. Raoul would NOT like that.

"There's more." Raoul stated. "There's more that you're not telling me. I am your brother, Caitlyn; I know when you're lying." Damn, he was good.

Christine gave me a death glare. Her eyes widened. "He kissed you!"

How could she have known? Was it spelled out on my forehead? Raoul looked sick and his eyes widened. "Is it true?"

"Well, yeah, technically, I kissed him." I closed my eyes and waited for a blow to the face. It was a reflex. Every time I did something wrong, I received a boxing to the ears.

"Relax; I'm not going to hit you. I'm not Father." Raoul spoke softly. I relaxed a bit but still looked at him with worried eyes.

"I'm sorry if you don't like it but I think I love him." I grabbed his hand, and looked him in the eyes. "I didn't do this to hurt you. I know that he caused you pain but I think I changed him."

"No one can change that drastically." He muttered. "Alright, fine. If you like this man, so be it. What will be, will be." There was still a little darkness in his eyes. I could tell he was trying to mask it for me. I wrapped my arms around him.

"Thank you. That's all I needed."

Erik's POV:

I smiled to myself as I walked away from the mirror. What a charming girl. I stood in the hallway for a couple of minutes, thinking about the kiss that we had shared. I turned around and walked back towards the mirror. I saw her embracing Raoul. Christine was sitting on the bed. I backed up against the wall. "No. He's back. He's…BACK?" I swore under my breath and ran into my lair.

"I thought I was rid of him when he left Paris. That little fop will NOT take Caitlyn away from me." I spat kicking around my candles and papers. I sat at my organ and started to write more music. I heard noises from behind me. I assumed it was the horse that I kept down here. A hand was placed on my shoulder. It was not Caitlyn. That I was sure of. Caitlyn's touch was warm and soft. This was cold and fearful.

I turned my head and Christine stared down at me. "Bonjour, Monsieur." She stated with her soft brown eyes. Raoul was helping Caitlyn out of the boat.

Raoul shivered. "Lots of unhappy memories in this place." He said.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded.

"Erik, it's okay! Raoul wanted to see you." Caitlyn said rushing towards me. How could I deny her? Her face was so innocent and pure. I nodded my head and Raoul stepped forward.

"I just wanted to say this: you should be lucky that my sister is in love with you or I would kill you right here." Raoul narrowed his eyes at me.

"I don't have to prove myself to you. If you must know, I love your sister. I didn't what love was until I met Caitlyn." Christine's face dropped a little.

"What changed? Why her? I thought you loved me." Christine cried.

The room grew silent.

Author's note: So yay! Raoul accepts Erik! Just so you know, please don't kill me, before this year, I preferred Raoul over Erik. I know, I know, shocking. But I still love Raoul, so if anyone is going to be bashed in this story its Christine. I've made her seem like a bitchy conceited whore because that's what I believe she is! Thank you for reading, review if you wish and there will be more! (I apologize if this doesn't seem as good as the other chapters, its late.)

AN (4/6/2015): I tried making Christine's transition to evil a little less drastic. Hopefully, it worked. If not, let me know in a review or a PM or something.