sigh I don't own any of the characters in this story, and I wish I owned Erik.

Christine gathered a few more things, but decided to take a short nap. She knew they has a long trip ahead. Erik gathered a few of his books and his music. Otherwise, there wasn't too much more that he wanted to take. Madame Giry promised to arrange a carriage for their escape. They would have to meet it at midnight sharp.

Christine tried to sleep, but ended up pacing the room. She kept thinking about what Meg told her about Raoul. After the performance, Raoul went into a fit of rage and tried to start a fight with Andre and Firmin for "not protecting Christine." Hepromised to find Christine and make her his wife, as well as kill Erik. He threatened Meg, telling her to find where Erik took Christine or else he would harm her mother. Poor Meg knew she couldn't betray her friend, but she didn't want to lose her mother. She ran to her mother in tears, but Madame Giry assured her that Raoul would never harm her or anyone else. Either way, Christine was frightened. She knew that Erik would protect her, and even kill for her, as he had done before.

Erik could hear Christine pacing, and he knew what she was fretting about. Madame Giry had told him about Raoul. Erik was worried that Raoul would manage to find them and try to harm Christine. He was worried that Raoul would harm Meg or Madame Giry. Erik was thankful that he and Christine had such loyal friends. He knew that many people would have surrendered and told Raoul where they were, but not the Girys. He was confident that Raoul would back off and find a new companion very soon.Raoul was a good looking, wealthy man, and it would not be hard. Not hard at all.

Christine gave up on sleep, so she decided to pack one more thing. (I'm not telling you what!)

Erik heard Christine moving around, and started to go to help her.

"Don't come in here, Erik! I'm...uh...not decent!"

Erik walked away chuckling to himself. He sat at his organ knowing that this would be the last time he would get to play it.

Christine could hear him playing his organ, and a feeling of sadness swept over her. She knew that his organ was his most valuable possession, and that he would have to leave it behind. She watched him play for a few minutes, then he stopped and turned around. She felt the blood rush to her face in embarrassment. She turned her back and started to walk away.

"Christine, come sit by me."

Christine turned and walked over to him, whilesinging softly:

Angel! I hear you!
Speak -
I listen . . .
stay by my side,
guide me!

Christine knew that Erik had some sort of power over her, a power she couldn't explain. When he spoke, she obeyed. He could tell her anything, and she would obey.

Erik chuckled when he heard Christine singing. He begin to sing, as well.

My power over you
Grows stronger yet

Christine sat down next to Erik and began to laugh.

"Oh, Erik. Why do you have this power over me? I can't figure it out. I've pondered it before, but I just can not figure it out."

She rested her head on his shoulder and he put his arm around her small waist. He kissed the top of her head and she sighed quietly and shut her eyes. She scooted closer and wrapped her arm around him.

"Erik, I never want this moment to end."

"Christine, I'm sorry to say that it must...look at the time. It is almost midnight. We must get going."

Christine whined for a moment, but she and Erik got up and gathered the packages containing their belongs. They had nothing to do then but to wait...wait to die...wait to live...wait for an absolution which would never come...and wait for the carriage.

Okay, don't ask about the last quote. I was flipping through the channels and that part of "Titanic" was on. I just felt like putting that in. So anyway, R&R, give honest input, and give me ideas. Thanks!