Hello! Sorry I haven't updated in a few days. School is stressful. I am also developing a Diet Coke/Advil dependency, according to some people. Wow, I'm addicted to Diet Coke, Advil, and Doritos. Heathy.Erm, I kind of forgot about the servant people lol. Let's just pretend that they never existed. Okay? Got it? Good. Well...not all of the servant people. They have carriage drivers. It's all good.

I woke up early in the morning to Madeline's cries. I groaned at the thought of having to get out of my warm bed, but I figured she was pretty hungry. I looked over, expecting to see Erik still sleeping, but instead I found his signature red rose with a note underneath it. I smiled and picked up the note and read it as I walked down the hall to Madeline's room. It simply said that he had some matters to tend to at the Opera House and that he took Dante and Gustave with him and that he'd be back by dinner time.

Just as I finished feeding Madeline, Meg came in the room looking tired. She sat on the floor next to me and exhaled deeply. "Christine, how come Madeline doesn't cry like Elijah? He never stops!"

"Don't worry, Meg. It gets easier. Think of me! I had two babies at one time!"

"I couldn't imagine that. Ugh...I'm so bored of sitting in the house all time. Let's go into Paris today! I'm sure that Maman misses Elijah since she hasn't seen him in two days." I laughed and looked down at my sleeping baby.

"Well, I suppose we could go into Paris for a while. Erik's probably missing Madeline already, and I could stand to do a little shopping. I just need to get ready and get Madeline ready."

"I know. I have to get Elijah ready, as well. It should only take me an hour or so to get both of us ready. Is that okay?"

I nodded and put Madeline in her crib. "One hour is perfect." I walked back into my room and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked healthy, except slightly tired. Nothing a little make-up couldn't fix. But first, I had to get dressed. This would be the first time in months that I would actually be getting dressed dressed. Up until now, I had been wearing lounging clothes, basically. I didn't even know if my clothes would fit me. But, as luck happens, they did. I put on a beautiful light green spring dress and a little bit of make-up to take away the tired look. I tried to figure out what to do with my uncontrollable mess of hair, but I decided to just wear it down. Then, I had to go through the gruelling task of getting Madeline ready. First, I had to pack extra diapers and what not, then I had to find something for her to wear. I wanted her to look perfect, so it took me forever to find her a suitable dress. Finally, I found an adorable light yellow dress. I tied a little bow in her thick black hair. I could tell already that she would be cursed with the same hair as I was cursed with. By the time I finished, Meg was waiting for me. She had Elijah dressed in an adorable blue outfit, and she was wearing a dress of nearly the same color. We both headed downstairs with our sleeping babies and headed outside. I went to tell the driver to bring the carriage around and to pack the baby carriages. Finally, we piled into the carriage and headed into the city.

The ride seemed short and was generally silent, since neither Meg nor I wanted to wake the babies. I could tell that Meg had something on her mind, but I didn't want to pry. I figured if she wanted to tell me, she would.

Right before we reached Paris, Meg suddenly said, "So...I heard about your encounter with..." I nodded.

"Your mother felt that I shouldn't tell you for fear of upsetting you. It was minutes after Elijah was born." Meg nodded.

"Maman just gave the note he wrote me. I wanted to burn it, but she wouldn't let me. He...he wants to see Elijah. That's...that's why I had to come into Paris today."

I bit my lower lip. "Meg are you sure it's the right thing? Not only for Elijah, but for you. I mean, all those bad memories..."

She nodded. "I know, Christine, but he's Elijah's father, I guess. Not by my choice, but it's how fate happened. I'm absolutely terrified. That's why I wanted you to come with me."

I swallowed hard. "Where are you meeting him?"

"In front of some restaurant..." I nodded and she looked down at Elijah, who was starting to wake up. "Mon dieu, Christine, I don't know what I'm going to do to him when I see him. I want to kill him, but at the same time...I don't know. I mean, I hate him for what he did, but because of it I have Elijah. I mean, yes he cries non-stop, and when he's not crying, he's making messes, but he's just so...perfect. I honestly can not imagine my life without the little bugger." I didn't know what to say. I did have toagree with her and could understand her mixed feelings, but couldn't relate to them. Finally, after a somewhat awkward silence, the carriage stopped. We were in Paris.

After getting the babies situatated, Meg looked at me. "I'm supposed to meet him in about ten minutes...I suppose that we should find this place." I nodded followed Meg. It only took a few minutes to find the small restaurant, then we stood there and waited. After a few more minutes, a carraige pulled up with the de Chagny family crest on it. I looked at Meg, who was holding Elijah for dear life. I felt my heart start to race. I was terrified for Meg and Elijah.

Meh...kind of an okay chapter. R&R, GOT IT? lol