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: New chapters! Yeahy! Here are CHAPTERS 36-46! Enjoy!
Chapter 40"Raoul! Christine!" Madame Giry called out as she greeted her old friends.
"Hello," Christine said greeting her with a hug as she got out from the carriage.
Raoul just smiled.
"Christine!" Meg cried out as she rushed out of the opera house.
"Why, Victor! You've grown!"
"Yes, Madame Giry," he said with a smile, "Today my dreams come true! I get to live in a theatre!"
"An opera house and a theatre," Meg pointed out.
"C'mon along," Madame Giry said taking the little boy's hand. "I will take you to the new additional headquarters that has been built for your family, the now owners."
"I must go into town for some business deals," Raoul said.
Christine just nodded her head in silence.
"Christine? Will you be alright?"
"Yes," she whispered looking away from him.
"Very well. Meg, do mind to care for her please?"
"Yes, Raoul."
Without any more words spoken, he returned to his carriage onwards and he went to the business part of town.
"Meg, I'm so frighetned1' Christine exclaimed.
"Do you feel as if he still lurks the theatre?"
"Does he!" Christine wondered.
"I do not know. There has been no word from him ever since the night the theatre burnt down."
"Meg, what am I to do? What if we meet again?"
"Tell him the truth."
"But it will anger him so. He will raise a revolt of fury despite all the times since his voice filled my spirit with a strange sweet sound. In the night there was music in my mind. It was his music that made my heart soar and we'd vow to love each other forever more…"
"Christine…Christine…" Meg said as she slowly helped her friend enter the building of memories so long ago.
"Christine…" a voice whispered in the underground and still secret locked vaults of the theatre.