Author: Sparkling-Diva
Rating: PG-13 (possibly more later)
Genre: Romance/Drama
Pairing: Christine/Erik
Feedback: Yes, please! Also being nice would make me happy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gaston Leroux's Phantom or anything I might refer to based on Andrew Lloyd Webber's musical adaptation of it. I also do not own the song "Out of Reach" by Gabrielle.
Summary: Christine makes an important decision that could forever change the lives of many…
Author's Note: And another somewhat long chapter has arrived! Enjoy!
Chapter 10Christine slowly opened her eyes to face Erik with a tray full of food.
"Mornin'," he said greeting her with a light kiss on the forehead.
"Morinin'," Christine said sitting up, "What's all of this?"
"Breakfast," he said shyly, "And ummm…here," he said handing her rose.
Christine looked down at the rose she took and smiled to herself.
"Thank you. I think this is the best moment that I have ever had upon woken up."
Erik just smiled, "You
must hurry before it gets cold."
After she was done eating, Erik
put the plate on the night table side and Christine lied back down
while Erik just stared down at her and stroked her hair.
Finally realizing the awkwardness that was occurring she finally said, "What?"
"What is what?"
"Don't you have something you need to ask me about so I shall tell me. Anything?"
"Well now that you mention it, you never told me your story."
"But you already know a lot of it, my love."
"I know, but is there anything else? You told me we should know everything about each other remember?"
"Well, what else is there to know other than that while I was born my mother passed away into the heavens. I was raised by my father who was a famous local violinist. Due to his performances on the stage, I was inspired to enter the world of music and his footsteps. My mother was a ballerina. She was a close friend of Madame Giry in their youth. I started ballet when I was younger and joined a church choir."
"You started young."
"Yes. My world was great until the day I was leaving after a performance. It was on my birthday. It was a dark and stormy night as I and Meg were leaving to meet with our parents who would be waiting to congratulate us. Upon us, arriving to the meeting area, we could see Meg's mother in tears and I could not seem my father anywhere in sight. When Meg asked her mother what happened and I was anxiously awaiting to question my father's whereabouts she managed to reveal that my father was sick and waiting upon my arrival. The carriage ride to my home, it just was the longest I had ever experienced. I was so young and I could still not fully comprehend what was occurring. I finally left the carriage and ran into the house. Meg's mother told Meg to stay outside while she came with me. She then explained before we entered the room how my father was sick and no one could help him now except for Heaven. Still not fully sure of what was happening, I nodded to fake that I understood and she opened the door. There lying in his bed was my dying father. He was experiencing a terrible fever and over him a doctor was checking him," Christine said with tears slowly rolling sown her cheeks.
"What happened next?" Erik asked.
"He told me to come near and so I did. He then started talking about memories that we cherished like him watching my rehearsals, him playing the violin, eating chocolates, reading bedtime stories, walks in the park, and visiting my mothers grave…He then said that he would never leave my side no matter what and that he would send an angel of music to protect me and guide me. He told me he loved me and took my hand. It was so cold. He choked out the words of I love you again and again then he said how he was going to be with my mother again. Then his eyes wandered to a mirror across the room and he just stayed looking there. The doctor closed his eyes. That's when I knew he was gone. It was the point of no return."
"I'm so sorry," Erik said taking her into his arms.
"It's alright. Long story short. I came here and I did meet my angel of music."
"Me?"
"Yes," Christine answered back sarcastically as Erik dried her tears, "No matter what you might think."
"I'll always be here for you Christine. I'll always protect you. No harm will come to you," Erik assured her.
"I know and I'll always be grateful for that."
There was a long pause before Christine said, "Erik, I'm a little tired. May I sleep for a little while?"
"Yes. Of course," he replied.
"Thank you. Erik?"
"Yes?"
"Will you stay with me?"
Erik kissed her forehead again before she left their realm into another while Erik stayed awake stroking her hair pondering deeply about their past, present, and their future.