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Scene 5: Touch me, Trust me.
Christine woke up the next morning to Erik playing on his organ. Christine got up from bed and walked out to talk to Erik. She didn't know why she felt like talking to him. She walked down and sat down on the floor by Eriks bench and just sat there for a minute, Erik didn't notice her because he was to wrapped up in his work. She waited til he stopped and made her presence noticed.
"Erik." she said looking up at him.
He looked down at the source of the voice and noticed that Christine was sitting on the floor.
"How long have you been down there?" he asked with no emotion showing in his face.
"Not very long." She said her brows droping in worrry.
"Good, it's not very comfotable down there" he said a sly grin spreding across his face.
"What are you working on?" Christine said tilting her head to one side like a little puppy.
"Just a new piece of work that I intend to keep secret" he said his face going back into the serious look that he always had.
"Okay I was just wondering." she said standing up and going back to the bedroom, she wanted to lay back down.
Erik came in and saw Christine laying on her back with her arm by her head. She was staring at her hand silently. Erik went over to the other side of the bed, Christine noticed him and smiled at him.
"Sorry, I was feeling tired still so I decided that I would come lay down."
"That's not why you walked off, I upset you. Is there anything you want to talk about? If we are going to start over again there is no better way to start then with trust, and if you can't trust me enough to talk to me then you might as well have stayed with Raoul."
He started to get up and leave when Christine addressed him.
"Erik," he paused but did not turn around, "Have you ever wondered what it would be like if things went differently during Don Juan'? Have you ever wondered what would have happened if we finished it all? I mean you had a plan, but what would have happened if ...if you would have reached that one last word?"
Erik turned around and went back over to the bed, he leaned over the side close to Christine. Christine wanted to pull him closer and kiss him but restrained herself.
"I think," he said with his face still close to Christine's, "That the same things would have happened, because I would have kidnapped you at the end, no matter what happened. I think," he said moving away from her, "That things would have been then same, only they would have happened later. Now is that the only thing on your mind or is there more you want to talk about?"
"That is all for now."
Erik walked out of the room and seconds later Christine could hear him singing along with his organ which he was playing. She fell asleep dreaming of what could have been.