Hello again! I thought the last chapter was a little short so I wanted to give you another one: )

Ridel: I'm sorry you are confused : ( How did I confuse you? Email me if u like and I'll try and help by fixing some things in the story.

TerpintineMind: Thanks for telling me! I'll try my best to change Ally a little bit and not make her so similar to Christine. : )

Well On with the story!

Chapter 5

Ally was on her bed, her tears reduced to silent sobs. She, then heard a voice in her ears. A soft voice singing...

Hush now, my angel

Be still, dear, dont cry

Your worries are gone

Replaced by sweet lullaby...

Be brave as the lion

Be strong as the bear

Swift as the river before you

My sweet angel...

That voice, she thought, so calming, so peaceful.She somehow felt safe and she let the voice lull her to a dreamless slumber. Erik saw her close her eyes and grinned. His voice did the trick.

He, deftly, slided the mirror open and stepped into the now silent room. He could only hear Ally's quiet breathing as he walked over to her bed and tucked her in.

He noticed she had a serene look on her pale white face. He placed his hand on her soft cheek and caressed it. Ally stirred but did not wake. He smiled and kissed her forehead tenderly.

"Goodnight, my dear. We will meet soon." he whispered in her ear. He stood and walked to the vanity table leaving a single crimson rose with a dark black ribbon tied to it. The door creaked open. Erik, quickly, hid in a corner hidden in shadows.

His ears listened to any sound. Stepping into Ally's room was Madame Giry. She looked around, spotting Ally sleeping.

Her eyes examined the room and found the rose lying on the table. An expression of shock crossed Madame Giry's face. "Monsieur Erik, may I speak with you for a moment?" She said after a moment, careful not to wake the girl up.

Erik moved into the light and smirked. "What is it, mademoiselle?" Madame Giry gestured for him to follow her and led him outside the room.

Once they wereoutside the door, Madame Giry began to speak."Erik, what do you think you're doing?" she said angrily. " I'm merely trying to help this poor child," Erik replied coolly.

"By what, stepping into her life? She is not Christine, Erik!" Madame Giry said. The sound of her name made Erik's bloodboil. "I know that," Erik said through clenched teeth.

Madame Giry gave him a sharp look. "Then, what do you want with her?" She said calmly. Erik scowled. "None of your concern, madame. I will not harm her if thats what you' re thinking" he said harshly.

Madame Giry stood in silence. "Erik, I just don't think it would be a good idea to become involved with her. I know about her past and her father's death. Her choir teacher is a good friend of mine. She told me these things." She said quietly. "one of you will get hurt." She turned on her heel, leaving Erik to his thoughts.