Hello Everybody! Welcome to my first fanfic! This is mainly based on the Gaston Leroux book (which I have read) and also mixed with a little of the Andrew Lloyd Webber movie. Well, please read and review. Thanks!

Chapter 1

"Come on, honey, you can do it. Come on now, push!"

"I am pushing!" Christine yelled.

He gave her a quick look of dismay, but then returned to delivering the baby.

"Okay, I can see the head," he said excitedly. "One more big push… there! I have her!"

Raoul went over and grabbed the towel that they had prepared and began to gently clean off their newly born baby girl. After he had wrapped her in a fresh blanket, he handed her over to his wife.

"Ohh, she is beautiful," Christine said.

"I know, isn't she," Raoul replied. "What should we call her?"

After a slight pause, Christine answered, "How about Emma?"

Raoul flashed a big smile. "Emma is a fantastic name!"

"Alright," Christine said to the baby while rocking her slowly. "We shall call you Emma."

The first few days of parenting went horribly. Raoul did not have a clue as to what he was to do. All he heard was, "Raoul I need a blanket!" "Raoul, get me a diaper!" He was just rushing all over the place! Every once in a while, he would say, "Wait, Christine, I need a break." But she would just give him that "look" of hers, and he would get back to work.

After about a week or so, they both had finally gotten the hang of parenting. Christine was now able to get a little rest, and Raoul was able to get to spend time with his baby girl. For a while, Christine would not let him hold Emma or do anything. She thought that he would not do it correctly, and he would only upset the baby, that's why she was ordering him around all the time. But then one day, Christine got so exhausted, that she just fell asleep with the baby in her arms. Raoul saw this and crept over to her and gently picked up the baby, who was so small in his arms. Emma gave a small hiccup and Raoul smiled down at her. But that smile quickly faded when she began to cry.

Completely lost as to what could possibly be the matter, he just tried everything to make her behave. He gave her the rattle, a stuffed toy, a new blanket, but nothing would seem to work. In his last attempt to calm her, he just turned her around in his arms, and patted her back. After about 2 minutes of doing this, the crying was hushed, and Emma fell asleep. Raoul was quite pleased with himself, but was suddenly taken over with fatigue. With Emma still in his arms, he walked over to a chair, and fell asleep. Soon after Raoul had fallen asleep, Christine awoke from her much needed nap. The first sight she saw when her eyes fluttered open was Raoul asleep with the baby in his arms. Christine was so pleased with the sight that from then on, she let Raoul share in some of the work.

Everything in their happy home was going along perfectly. Emma had taken her first step at 11 months old, her first word, which was "Maman", at 12 months. The years were flying by, and soon their little girl was five. She was very bright for her age and could already write a few words.

But one day, when they all went out to go grocery shopping, Raoul and Christine's worst nightmare happened. While Raoul was getting food, and Christine was buying some clothes, Emma began to wonder off. She wanted some cakes, but didn't know where to find any. Walking up and down all the aisles, Emma just could not find any. Her little stomach really wanted some cake, and she didn't know what else to do, so she went outside, and began to walk the streets.

Back inside the store, Raoul and Christine had finished up their shopping. They met up outside and looked at each other, then at one another's side.

"Where's Emma?" They said at the same time.

"I thought you had her--"

"No, you had her--"

"I swear she was with you--"

They gave each other a dismayed look, and they both cried out, "Emma!"