A/N: Two Chapters in One day? You gotta be kidding me! I actually want to give you guys as many chapters as I can, Thursday I leave for Holiday/Vacation and I won't have my laptop meaning I will not be uploading any chapters Till Memorial Day! I am going to try to post a few more before I leave, but if I don't...time makes the heart grow fonder, is that it? Anyways enjoy this next chapter!

Erik

The silence was thicker than the blackest smoke. There she stood, Christine, the love he has waited for, the one to finally make his happiness begin. He knew giving her the diary was a good idea and that she would put two and two together. Back in the 40's Christine had told him about the Man with no Face and how he would have her sing for him and how he would help her voice grow. It was only inevitable that the Christine that stood before him would have the same dreams, except incorporating the 40's as well. It was their souls that traveled time, not their bodies; therefore they have a bond not only physically, but mentally as well.

Christine finally broke the silence.

"I need proof," Christine sniffled. "I need to know that you are not some creep just trying to make this all romantic and whisk me away to some dungeon or something."

"The diary," Erik started, "It…it was yours."

Christine brought her head up, showing her tear stained cheeks and red eyes. "That's not good enough."

Erik walked towards Christine and brought his hand out for the diary.

"The backing, there is a slit. Look inside."

Christine took a step back from Erik, as if she was scared. There was no need to be afraid of him, Erik would have never hurt her. He was more worried about her new found love and how he would react.

Christine opened the back slit and found a photo, she immediately dropped to the ground as she held it. Erik saw her eyes grow damp again, and now Christine was sobbing.

"This isn't true," she cried, "You…you are a liar!"

Erik knelt down in from of Christine and took the photo from her.

There she was, in her white wedding dress and beautiful smile, there was Christine holding onto a man with a mustache and long hair.

"Fortunately, you look the same," Erik somewhat chuckled, "I on the other hand, I need to go back and tell that Erik to shave his mustache, he looks ridiculous."

"If this was real," Christine chocked out between sobs, "why do you not look like the way you do now?"

"Well, to be quite frank," Erik said, his chuckles subsiding, "I covered the deformity up with my facial hair and the reason I had very long hair as well."

"Now you cover your scars with makeup?"

"Yes," Erik tried to take Christine's hand, but she pulled away, "You have read the stories of our tragedy, yes?"

Christine nodded.

"Well my deformities were greater than all the books have written. I was in fact a skeleton. I was a corpse waiting to die, and then I heard you for the first time singing to yourself on that stage. Pretending to be a primadonna. You don't remember that Christine, at least not yet." Erik stood up and paced. "My deformities healed through the lifetimes I suppose."

He didn't know how to tell her the ending of the story was wrong and In fact it was he who died in Christine's arms that night, on the roof. They actually showed a good interpretation of it in the 1990 miniseries.

"Have you ever watched the Charles Dance version of our story, dear?" Erik asked as he beckoned her to get up.

"No, I haven't."

"Well for our original story, I feel that this was the most accurate, except for the singing part at the very end."

"So, we are destined then?" Christine stood, wiping her knees.

"My darling, I will not rush you because I know that this is a lot to take in." Erik said as he walked towards the Library, Christine followed.

"I want to believe you, I really do. It's just. I'm only 17, I am a minor. I can't possibly just drop everything because of a story one man tells."

"It's your choice, Christine."

Erik felt Christine halt and so he turned around and raised an eyebrow.

"So, what, am I supposed to run up to you and say ' Erik It's been so long! Sweep me up and take me into the sunset'?

"No, you are supposed to do what you want with the information provided. If you finally believe me, then this is something to think about."

Christine

She couldn't believe he was so calm and uncaring about this situation. The man just told her that they were practically soul mates and then shrugs it off. No, this is not how Christine's story was supposed to happen. If she was really Christine and he was really Erik this would be different. He would be begging her to believe him. Christine decided that she had to do something drastic to seal the deal so to speak. This would be an outgoing back and fourth for a long while if she didn't do something fast. Her heart beat faster and her determination grew stronger. Something warm was starting to stir in her chest and she just knew this was what she had to do.

Running up to Erik, she turned him and stared into his eyes. She brought his face closer by putting her hand through his black hair and pulled him closer. She was so scared, what if this was all a trick. There went her paranoia again, but this time she wouldn't run. This time she would see this through. Erik made no motion in stopping her, but she noticed he didn't touch her, his hands were at his side. She looked down at his scarred lips and took the plunge. She kissed him and she felt the warm spot in her chest grow warmer as she pulled him in closer. She waited for something to happen, waited for all of these repressed memories to come back, waited for something. Erik still didn't touch her and just stood there as she kissed him. Then they separated, Christine staring at Erik as if he was supposed to say something or do something. Nothing.

She took as step back, regretting this decision and now was reevaluating her whole life, of where she was to go to school now, how she had to never see Erik again. Then her breath caught her and Erik ran to her side and caught her before she collapsed. Her eyes widened as she saw Erik's blue eyes and in a flash she saw the visions.

Erik and Christine running away to be engaged, Erik putting the ring on her finger, and then…herself getting shot.

"I'm bleeding," Christine cried as she held her side, "Erik, I'm bleeding! Make it Stop! Please, make it stop!"

Erik picked her up and walked her upstairs into the bedroom. A cold sweat had started and it was dripping off her forehead.

"Christine, Christine wake up!" Erik said as he tried to calm her down.

She sat up and grabbed the front of his robe, "Erik, what's happening to me, Stop it!" Her breathing was fast paced and she knew that she was hyperventilating.

"Christine, stop it, shhhh, you need to relax for the pain to go away." Erik already had a washcloth ready. He went ahead and pulled off her arms from his robe and laid her down, cloth on her forehead. Finally Christine was quiet.

Christine relaxed, breathing more slowly now.

"Good, Christine," Erik whispered as Christine's world finally went black.

The next day Christine woke up with a headache. Sitting up, she saw she was in her own room with the diary gone. Was it all just a dream? She looked at the alarm clock on her white end table and saw that it was 7:00am and rose up to go take her shower. She felt a little achy but that was probably because her bed isn't the most comfortable bed in the world. She looked into her mirror and saw a girl who barely had any sleep last night. Her skin was grey, her eyes were a bit red, and her dark circles under her eyes were purple than ever. Since it was Tuesday, she had nothing really going on for extracurricular and she could just e-mail her homework to Meg, she decided to stay home today to gather her thoughts. She let Bella know she wasn't feeling well and would be in her room most of the day. Bella agreed to let her stay home and after a few hours, she left off to do some errands.

Around 3:00pm Christine's cellphone rang. She looked over and saw that it was Meg calling.

"Hey," she muffled into the phone.

"What up, What up?" Meg seemed cheery today.

"Nothing, literally just staring at my ceiling," Christine sighed into the phone. It was true, all day she was trying to figure out if last night was a dream.

"Sounds fabulous," Meg responded.

"How was school?"

"Meh, it was alright, nothing too drastic. Roman seemed bummed, looks like he didn't take the breakup so well."

Christine groaned, she had forgotten all about the break-up. "It wasn't technically a break up, Meg, more like a break."

"Then why did Roman say you broke up with him because of Dr. Mulheim?"

Erik. No, she wouldn't tell Meg, not until she knew if what happened last night was a dream or not.

"He's crazy," Christine breathed, "He thinks because Dr. Mulheim and I exchanged glances for like a second when he walked to his car, means that I want to bang him."

"Well…" Meg hinted.

"Well what, Meg? You don't think I want to…do you, that's gross! He's our teacher!"

"Still, you even said the first time we saw him that…"

"I'm going to cut you off right there, no Meg, no…I don't have any feelings for Dr. Mulheim!" Christine felt her face go red in anger.

"Alright, Christine, take it easy." Meg shushed.

"Sorry, I'm just stressed out. I think I'm going to go ahead and take a nap. Talk tomorrow."

"Got it, feel better!" Meg went ahead and hung up first.

Christine threw her phone off the bed and another tear came from her eye. "If Dr. Mulheim is really who he says he is, it's only a matter of time before I fall for him and then what? We run away together? It might have been easy back then, but now…who knows."

With that, Christine's eyes slowly closed and she fell asleep. Her dreams were not filled with the Man with no Face anymore, but the Man who calls himself Erik.

a/n : Welp, there you have it folks. Christine is still at square 1 and still has no idea what's going on. Honestly, if I was in her position, I still wouldn't know either. Was it a Dream or was it Real dun dun dun. Please make sure to fave, follow, and review! I live off of those and reply if I am able to, basically if that little talk button is there I will respond! Wishing everyone a Goodnight from California xoxoMoonlightrose91oxox