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.
Summary: Christine makes an important decision that could forever change the lives of many…
Author's Note: Because it is so short I decided to put some more chapters so that the story will seem longer! Enjoy CHAPTERS 27-35!
Chapter 32Christine blinked a few times and realized that she wasn't in any familiar place.
Especially not Erik's lair, that was for sure.
She had realized that no matter what she did, she could not and never would be able to get Erik's voice out of her mind…
In sleep he sang to me. In dreams he came…After looking around the strange room she was lying in she finally spotted her friend staring out of a window.
"Meg…" she struggled with a deep breath.
"Christine!" Meg said directing her attention towards her. She then walked forward and sat by her side.
"What happened? Where am I?"
"You're at the doctors. Apparently it wasn't that far away from where we were. The doctor ran a few tests on you. He…" she stumbled.
"He what?"
"He contacted Raoul."
"Meg!"
"I tried Christine but he needed to know who you were and where to locate you. When I said your name he, the doctor, recognized it as being one of the new residents at Raoul's home. Apparently, he's a friend of his."
"Of Raoul?" Christine asked surprised coming to the conclusion that she couldn't trust hardly no one. He had far too many connections.
"I must leave," Christine said attempting to get up and out of the bed. She struggled removing the sheets but found herself to weak and drained. Still she kept onward.
Before she could do anything else, the door opened and who appeared to be the doctor walked in,
"Ah, I see you're awake," he said adjusting his eyeglasses, "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Dr. Irving."
"Hello," Christine said quickly pretending just to be adjusting the blankets. Even Meg had decided to pitch in and help her knowing that it needed to seem more like a normal act rather than a suspicious opportunity for an escape.
"Well, you must be quite proud," Dr. Irving said cheerfully.
"Proud of what?" Christine asked acting normal.
"Don't tell me you didn't know?"
Could it be? Christine thought. Am I really what I assumed I was?
Faking that she was clueless towards what the doctor was presuming, she nodded her head a slight no.
"Well, Lady Daae. Congratulations! You're expecting a child."