DISCLAIMER: I don't own any Phantom characters, only Brigitta the housemaid.
Thanks to: mrsphantom1029, DarkMoonLightBright, and trueinspiration for their reviews, it meant a lot:)
Christine heard footsteps thumping up the stairs and carrying on down the hallway to her room. She heard a knock on the door, wiped her tears and stood to her feet. Roaul slinked in carrying a cup of tea with a napkin and a piece of cake.
"Christine? Are you alright, dear?" Raoul asked looking concerned.
"I'm fine, Raoul. Sit down...I have something I want to tell you." she taking Raoul's arm.
He set down the teacup and it's company and sat down next to Christine.
"What is it?" he asked puzzled.
Christine managed to show a weak, but believable smile. Raoul still puzzled, held Christine's hand and pleaded for her to utter a sentence.
"Darling, Raoul. Forever I've wanted us to be a family, and I know you have too."
"Oh, Lotte, I'm afraid I don't follow." he said returning her smile.
"I am...with child, Raoul. We're going to have a baby." Christine said, faking her happiness.
Raoul's face lit up. Christine almost couldn't bare to see him so happy.
"Oh, Christine, I've never been happier for us." he said. "Just think of it. We're going to be a real family!"
She strained one last grin and asked for Raoul to give her an hour of rest. He departed happily and returned to the first story of the house.
Christine closed her eyes and began to think of the past. She thought of her and Raoul's secret engagment, the love they shared, and all of the unforgettable moments she had locked in her memory. Their love was pure, and romantic. Christine couldn't have asked for a better companion, or friend. He would always be there to guard and guide her, just as he promised.
Then she thought of him..."Erik." she sighed to herself as she changed her sleeping position. She remembered how he inspired her voice, and how his touch made her body shiver. Intoxicating was the feeling, and soulful was the attraction. How could she be drawn to men who are the complete opposites of one another? Was it that she never forgot about Erik, or was it that she couldn't deny her unconditional love for Raoul? Try as she might, Christine never understood.
Finally she thought about her child. Would it look like her, or the Phantom? Would she be able to part with it? All of this worrying, and dwelling would take it's toll on the child if Christine didn't give it proper care. Christine decided to go through the pregnancy responsibly so was not to put the baby's life in jeopardy. 'When the time of the birth comes,' she thought to herself 'I must be strong...I must be strong.'