Thanks to all the reviewers and readers of this story, I'm in a very sad mood so the next few chapters are going to be a reflection of my mood; tonight I was at a high school talent show, {no phantom songs =( } but I sang and danced to come on over with my friend Amanda...at the end of the dance I was there with my crush and I was holding his hand like for luck and for first place they said: Amanda, Megan I started jumping up and down thinking I won but.... I didn't it was a group of people named Amanda, Megan, Kristen and Melissa!! I felt so bad like the guy in Zoolander.



"Christine, Christine darling wake up, please." Raoul said as a doctor who was at the party checked Christine's vital signs. The party guests had gathered around them. Raoul was holding Christine's white hand and stroking it gently. The doctor had Christine's other hand and was checking her pulse he was trying over and over again, he was trying to hide it from Raoul who had the a look of sadness he had never seen before.

"What, what's going on?" Raoul said with a trembling voice.

"Monsieur, please." the doctor said putting down Christine's hand and putting his head on her chest listing for a heartbeat. "Raoul, she has a very faint pulse but if we take her up to rest , she'll be fine your wife most likely had a little bit too much overexertion and excitement today."

Raoul picked Christine up gently and had chills when he saw how her head lolled to the side, how she didn't respond to his touch or even stir when he picked her up. The group cleared as Raoul proceed to exit. Phillippe took charge of the guests and made sure everything was taken care of.

An hour later all of the guest except Meg, Phillippe and his wife had stayed. Raoul had sent a valet to go to Paris and get the best doctor he could find. Christine lay in the center of her and Raoul's bed looking like a porcelain doll. Raoul sat next to her rubbing his temples trying not to look at her. He was trying to think of better days they had. How could he have done this to her? It was all his fault why didn't he notice she was sick? He kept telling himself that. Meg was in Satine's room because she had woken up yelling and screaming for her mother. She settled her down and promised Satine she wouldn't leave. Still no one told her what had become of Christine, she still thought she was at the party.

"Raoul?" Christine said hoarsely and quietly in a faint wisper. "Raoul, why didn't you wake me? I have to be at the opera early tonight."

"Christine? What? Oh, your awake shhh calm down" Raoul said noticing Christine was up. He sensitively placed his had upon her forehead and felt she was running a fever.

"Raoul, you know I don't want to do this... must I? I just can't betray him he is my Angel of Music my teacher... I'm glad I had taken a little rest , but still I feel a thousand times worse... Don't fret Raoul, I always get like this before an opening and with all this deception of the phantom, I don't know if I can do it, Raoul ." Christine said with her eyes still closed, answering her own questions.

Raoul had just remembered what she was talking about, "Christine, no that was years ago it's all over with are you all right?"

"Raoul, I need to rest my eyes, they're so heavy" Christine said in a inebriated voice

"I love you." Raoul said softly

"Humm..." Christine moaned back as she drifted back to sleep

The next few hours Raoul was fighting off sleep watching candles flickered.

"How is she?"

Raoul looked around startled by the voice that woke him up from his reverie .

"Phillipe? Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not sure, when do you think Stephen will be back?"

"I doubt he will before tomorrow afternoon. It is better if she was to sleep before a doctor checks her out." Phillipe said. Raoul looked over at Christine and he fought back tears Phillipe walked over and put his hands on Raoul's shoulders. You have to be strong, for everyone especially Satine and even more, Christine. How about I'll call a valet and he could get you one of the rooms made up so you can sleep in. I'll watch over Christine." Phillipe said

"The couch by that window is fine. If I do decide to get any sleep what if she wakes up and she needs me? I'll just get ready for bed tonight my self I don't need a valet." Raoul said leaning over and getting Christine's hand to hold.

"All right, well I think Bernadette will want me to go to our room you know how she is." Phillipe said starting to get out of the room. When he was at the door way Raoul said.

"Thank you Phillipe, thanks for everything."

Raoul fell asleep watching the rhythmic rise and fall of Christine's chest.



Satine woke with the sunrise she rose from her bed and wiped the sleep from her eyes. She looked over and saw Meg sleeping awkwardly in the chair where her father usually sat to talk to her. She was in her gown and make-up still. Satine forgot about Meg comforting her during the night and wondered why she ways in her room.

"Aunt Meg..." Satine said softly

Meg showed no reply she shifted around in the chair

"Aunt Meg..." Satine said in her speaking voice volume

Meg moaned softly in her sleep.

"AUNT MEG!" Satine said waking Phillippe up in the room across the hall. Meg jumped up and fell off the chair.

"Oh, Satine... what happened?" Meg said getting off the floor and quickly regaining her senses.

"Where's my mamma? Did she like her party? Why are you in my room? Where's daddy?" Satine said very quickly.

"Mademoiselle... Satine is everything all right? I heard little Satine give a yell and a small crash." Phillipe said at the doorway.

"Oh, Uncle Phillippe Aunt Meg fell when she woke up." Satine said

"I'm fine, I just got a little startled when Satine was calling for me to wake up." Meg said

"Phillippe! Get back here now..." Bernadette called from the next room

"I better go, Satine wait a bit before you wake your father up he's had a hard night." Phillippe said

"PHILLIPPE!"

Than Phillipe quickly left to his room with his wife. Meg was now sitting in the same chair and Satine was sitting up in her pillows.

"Why did Daddy have a hard night?" Satine said "What about the other stuff I asked?"

Meg wasn't sure if she should tell Satine of the events of the night before. Meg was certain that somehow Satine knew something was wrong or is wrong through her questions and Raoul had said it was odd of her waking up in the middle of the night calling for Christine. She decided to answer the other questions.

"Well dear, your mother enjoyed her party very much. I'm here because I'm staying for a few days to visit and you woke in the middle of the night and I stayed here until you calmed down and fell back asleep. Your parents are still sleeping." Meg said, "Will you be okay while I go and get ready for the day, I'll call your nursemaid to get you ready."

"I'll be okay. When can I wake up Mamma to see if she liked her party!?" Satine said

"I'm not sure. Please don't do it now." Meg said leaving the room.



When Stephen arrived in Paris very late at night he on the doorstep of the home of Christine's regular doctor. He was one of the most distinguished doctors in all of Paris and very much France. He banged on the door, after a few minutes he didn't get a reply. He knocked again, he saw a light turn on in one of the rooms. A tall man opened the door.

"Yes?" the man said annoyed and groggily

"I'm a valet of the Viscount de Chagny and he needs Dr. Troxells assistance." Stephen said very quickly.

"Oh I shall wake him right away. Please come in, I'm sorry I didn't open the door sooner." the man said

Stephen stood in the Doctors foyer and waited for him to come down the steps. He was quickly coming down getting dressed as he walked down.

"What is it that Monsieur needs?" Dr. Troxell said

"At a party tonight Madame De Chagny fell ill. There was a doctor there but he was of little help the Viscount sent for you right away because he is worried about his wife's health." Stephen said gravely

"Then we shall leave at once."

On the way over, the doctor hinted several times that he would only do this for the de Chagny's because how much he honors the family and how good patrons they are of his practice. Also Stephen explained how Raoul noticed Christine's weight loss and her paleness.



Raoul woke up and saw Christine sleeping with a slight smile on her face. There was no color in her checks and her hair was now limp and her curls frizzy, but he still saw her as the most beautiful girl alive. His back was stiff from sleeping on the small couch in the room,

"Monsieur de Chagny..." Stephen said

"Stephen, your back so soon. Did you bring the doctor?" Raoul said getting up

"Yes he's right here."

Raoul walked to the doctor and shook hands with him. Raoul told him about the events of the past few days and than showed him into the room. Christine was still sleeping.

"Should I wake her up?" Raoul said

"Do you know of her waking up after she fainted during the party?" the doctor said waking over to Christine and feeling her pulse.

"Yes, she woke but she fell back asleep. When she was up she was talking about something that happened five years ago." Raoul said

"Than she's just sleeping. I think it's safe to wake her." he waited until Raoul left the room to wake her up.

Raoul forgot about everyone else in the world except Christine and the doctor. He went into the drawing room and sat in a chair drinking heavily. Phillippe had told the doctor to tell him what is wrong with Christine. Raoul was already taking it too hard and Phillippe had planned for the worst. Satine and Meg had spent the better part of the day outside.

Five hours had gone by since the doctor had came to see Christine, and now Raoul was passing across the room. This was the longest a doctor had ever been in the room with her, even though she was sick often. He had decided to go and see how she was doing. He crept up the steps and looked into Satine's room and saw Meg reading aloud to her. He stopped at the door and leaned closer to listen.

"How are you holding up Christine?" Dr. Troxell asked

"Are you almost done? I don't think I could hold up much longer." Christine said softly

"Well, I have one more thing to do I'm going to take a little bit of blood from you."

"Blood? Is that necessary? With that needle?"

"Well from all the other tests I've done they all point to one thing and your blood will prove if your in a grave condition or not."

"Grave? How Grave? What do you mean?"

"I don't want to scare you madam. You're so young and I don't want to worry you or your husband. It will be a tiny pinch and hurt for about a second."

"Will it hurt anymore than what you did before?"

Raoul wondered weather not to go in and comfort Christine or wait and not let Christine and the doctor he was being meddlesome. And still he wondered what was he doing to Christine? A grave condition, there must be a mistake? He thought about the conversation and looked into his glass, swished the drink around and finished it with one gulp. And started to listen once more.

"Okay, on three... 1...2.." the Dr. Troxell said

Christine let out a cry of pain. "Oh please stop."

"Almost done...Now, Now it wasn't that bad was it?"

"Worst than I have expected."

"Now you have to rest...I have to examine this than I shall she what is the true case."

"May I see Raoul? I need to see him."

"It is a necessity for you to rest."

"Please I won't be able to repose until I see him."

Raoul smiled at the thought of Christine needing to see him. Than he figured the doctor would be coming out the door to call on him. He set his glass on a table in the hall and ran down the steps and waited in the middle until he heard the door open. Than he started to walk up the steps again.

"Monsieur de Chagny, I was just going to look for you." Dr. Troxell said with a worried look on his face.

"Oh, how ironic, I was just going to see if everything was all right. Is Christine awake?" Raoul said thinking, he was reading the doctor's face incorrectly why was it worried?

"Yes, she was asking for you."

"Well do you have an outcome to Christine's little fainting spell?"

"Yes, but I would rather talk about it later. When I'm certain of what it is, and when your not intoxicated." he finished looking over at the glass on the table. "Do you has become of your brother?"

Raoul was taken aback by the doctor's comment and didn't have time to think about it.

"I'm not certain. You can go to the attendant's quarters and ask one of them."

Raoul walked in to their room and saw Christine sitting up in a pile of pillows. She was looking out in the window and she somehow looked worst that she did before. Still when she turned to Raoul she had a big smile on her face.

"Raoul, there you are my love." she said

Raoul walked to the bed and sat down beside her and gently kissed her on the cheek.

"How are you holding up?" Raoul said looking at her arm where there was a little blood and it was starting to bruise.

"Fine I guess. I'm just scared of what is to become of me."

"Christine, don't talk like that we don't know what's going on."

"Raoul, if you only knew how I felt."

Raoul took her hand, which was ice cold, and brushed his cheek with it.

"Shhh please don't talk like that."

"Where's Satine?"

"In her room with Meg."

"Meg? Why is Meg here? I've only been sick since last night, right? Or was I out for more days that you had to call on Meg?"

"Don't you remember the party? Or Anniversary party?"

"Vaguely, Raoul I thought it was all a dream." she sat in silence for a moment. "I've had a few odd dreams," she added darkly.

"You should go back to sleep. You look so tired."

"You won't believe how tired I feel. That sounds like a good idea. Does Satine know what is happening now?"

"No, I don't want to worry the poor dear so I'm keeping her busy."

"Wait until I fall asleep to leave."



Dr. Troxell found Phillippe eating lunch with his wife and he called him out to the hallway.

"How is Christine? How is Raoul in that matter?" Phillippe asked knowing something was wrong.

"He has been drinking, I can only guess all day. From what I know, and I will get a second opinion to see what really is wrong with Madam she is in a very serious condition." he said bluntly

Phillipe was taken aback from his bluntness.

"How serious?"

"You see I can't really say unless I'm certain and I am not 100% sure."

"Sure? Please tell me what you think may happen to Christine."

"I really shouldn't worry you."

"Doctor, how much money do you want so that you will tell me straight out?"

"She is very ill."

"How so?"

"That she will die."

Phillippe stood and heard Satine and Raoul talking in the dining room he had a sudden pang of pity hit him, Christine dying?

"Is it curable?"

"No, she is far too long into it to recover."

"It must be curable"

"Sorry, but this is one time money can't buy something."

"How long does she have?"

"A very short time, compared to what her life may have been."

"Will she suffer?"

"Yes, I'm very sorry that the Viscount didn't consult me sooner, she could have been saved."

"Please don't tell Raoul that or anyone else. He will never live up to it. He'll put all the blame on himself and drive himself mad. Five years ago he chose Christine over noblity and riches, he would rather have the life of a peasant than live with out her."

"I will tell him less harshly. I will not bring it up."

"I will tell him, he'll come to ask you to be sure she will die. I know him too well. If I know Raoul, we can only pray for little Satine ."

Phillipe walked away felling bad for Raoul and Satine. He walked around the dinning room so that they couldn't see him and he walked upstairs. Raoul had left the door to their room open and he looked in. She was sleeping soundly and he smiled how the light reflected on to her face from the window. He knew he had to tell Raoul as soon as possible. He slowly went down the steps and saw Raoul and Sating still in the dining room. She was sitting on his lap and eating and he had a look of happiness that couldn't be discribed. Raoul saw him coming closer and called out,

"Phillippe! Where have you been? Christine is feeling better, I bet she'll be up and out of bed tomorrow."

"Daddy can we go to Paris again tomorrow?" Satine asked looking up at him

"Raoul..." Phillipe said

"Sure, we can do anything darling." he said to Satine and kissed her head. "Phillipe, I was so scared I feel so happy I think I'm going to buy another vacation house somewhere wonderful. We can go on a long wonderful vacation."



"Raoul, please."

"No, I think I will buy Christine..."

"RAOUL!"

"Calm down, what is it?"

"Please come here for a seccond we need to talk." he indicated to a far off room.

Phillipe sat Raoul down in a chair and looked him in the eye.

"Raoul, I think it's best if I tell you this and not any doctor."

Raoul felt chills knowng something was very wrong.

"I don't know how I can say this...I'm so sorry."

"Please, tell me what is it?" Raoul pleaded

"Christine doesn't have very long to live."

Raoul started to laugh and worry had overcomed his face. "Please don't joke with me."

"Raoul.." he went down to hug him because Raoul had started to cry. "Don't cry please."

"I'm not crying, I'm a man don't you know my by now Phillippe?"he stormed out of the room and Phillippe began to follow than he heard a door slam so hard the glass fell out of the pane.