Chap36 broken ends

Sorry this update has taken a while had a lot going on anyway I'm back now. Oh on a happier note my aunt is buying me tickets to see Cats for my birthday! Anyway I'll be quiet now and get on with the chapter. As always thanks for the reviews please keep them coming.

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It was difficult trying to keep up with Christine as she weaved through the busy streets of Paris. He wasn't going to tell her to slow down. He refused to admit anymore weakness than he had already. He hated the weakness he had already shown by having to lower himself to accepting her help even if he had done it in such a way that gave the illusion of him being the one who had all the power.

He struggled to concentrate solely on her footsteps when there were so many others walking at the same time. His great natural love and talent of music came with the natural ability to extract a single beat or sound from many others. He was able to do the same here but it required a great deal of concentration that he wasn't currently able to hold. He had too many other thoughts racing through his mind and on top of that was still the element of fear.

His survival as much as he hated to admit it could depend on his ability to follow Christine's footsteps. He was trying to think of a way that could make this easier for him without having to admit to needing further help.

A thin smile crossed his lips as an idea came to him. If he got her to talk to him he could follow the sound of her voice. He knew that would be a lot easier to follow than footsteps. He smiled more as a topic of conversation entered his mind.

"Tell me Christine how is Raoul? I do hope he was not to shaken up by actions on the night of Don Juan," he said his voice dripping with sarcasm.

He smirked slightly when he heard her sigh slightly before speaking. "He is fine very much alive and unhurt," she answered her voice faltering.

Erik knew he had left her but continued on in apparent ignorance to this. "Yes well I suppose he did have you to look after him," he said casually.

He could picture her face it wasn't as good as seeing it but it was the best he had. "Yes…Yes then I did," she said quietly. The upset in her voice didn't come from the fact that Raoul had left her. It came from the fact that she was completely alone now. She didn't love Raoul, she never had. He was useful to her. She hated the idea of being left totally alone.

"You did then?" he pressed. He wanted her to admit they she too had been left alone. He wanted to hear that he wasn't the only one who had been left alone because of his own selfish actions. He was trying to dull the pain he felt by forcing her to voice her pain.

"Erik…please don't make me say it you know that Raoul does not wish anything more to do with me, not after I left him to…" she trailed off not wanting to finish the sentence even although she knew Erik knew the rest.

"It is a good idea to finish what you begin to say Christine otherwise it may be taken the wrong way. I will however let you off on this one occasion although I do feel very much obliged to finish off what you started to say. Now would it end something like this? Raoul left you because you left him in an attempt to win me back with some corrupt plan of yours. Does that sound about right Christine?" he asked in a sinister tone.

Christine couldn't argue. His cold tone sent shivers through her. "Yes…yes that's what happened," she said close to tears.

"Yes, yes I thought as such. There is no point in tears my dear. Take it from me they do nothing to help they do improve any situation nor does it make it any easier," he said coldly.

"All it does is show your weakness. It lets others know they are hurting you so they can continue to do so," he added silently to himself.

"I know," Christine said timidly.

A silence fell between them resulting in Erik having to rely on her footsteps again. Soon they died down. Erik panicked a little but refused to show it. "Why may I ask have you stopped?" he asked keeping his tone even.

"I…I just trying to think," she said softly.

"Care to elaborate on that a little?" he asked coolly not leaving any room for debate.

"I am trying to think of where they will be. I must confess I do not know this city very well. I am not used to travelling alone here. I spent a lot of my time in the Opera House as you know and on the rare occasion when I did explore this place I was with Raoul," she said biting her lip.

Erik was silent for a moment anger building up inside him he was not going to allow her to get of this that easily. "You do not need to know this city to find someone all you need is sight," he replied.

Christine ran a hand through her hair then nodded. "Alright…I just really wish…"

He cut her off knowing what she was going to say. "If we had an idea of where they would be we would not be here now would we?" he said hotly.

"No…no we wouldn't," she agreed meekly.

A few moments later it all became clear. He knew where she would be. He couldn't believe it took him this long to work out where she was. "Stop a carriage, now!" he ordered Christine.

Christine didn't dare question him. She stopped a carriage quickly. Erik got into the carriage after Christine telling the driver where to go with strict instructions to get there quickly if he valued his life.