A/N: What do you think of Kathleen? R&R please. Thanks. I'm trying to be witty, but I can't think of anything cause I'm too mad that FanFiction's server is overloaded. Oh well. As you have probably discerned, I'm insane.

Disclaimer: Same as b4

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Not surprisingly, as soon as Erik was out of sight, Christine freed Raoul from the lasso. Now, will he let us go free, or will he kill both of us? she asked herself. It all depends on this new 'guest'. Christine tried to grill Raoul on the identity of this person, and the consequences of them showing up at that moment. "Raoul, who is this guest?"

"I don't know, my love," Raoul fopped in a foppish way.

"Madame Giry? André? Firmin? Carlotta? Meg? Who?"

"The Phantomette of the Opera?"

"What?"

"They're back."

"It's the Phantomette of the Ballet," Erik and Kathleen admonished simultaneously.

"I can't sing. At least not for real like Christine. I used to sing, though." She looked embarrassed. "I sang tenor, or bass sometimes."

"Well, we'll have to fix your aversion to singing, then. And we'd make a splendid duet, since we sing the same part." God, I never thought I'd be saying that to a woman.

"Then I'll have to give you ballet lessons to return the favor," the Phantomette said a bit wickedly. And they both laughed.

Christine's mouth hung open. This was the man who just minutes before had been threatening to kill Raoul, and now laughter with some girl who called herself the Phantomette. He'd just been talking about his abhorrent face and how it poisoned his love, but Erik seemed not to have the same troubles with her. God, they look alike. They even have matching masks.

"I think we scared Christine," Kathleen commented.

"Indeed. She has never heard me laugh before."

Christine could take it no longer. She cried, "What happened to you? Five minutes with her and you're laughing and flirting!"

Erik's face fell. He again despaired. "If you had not shunned me, you would have done the same thing yourself."

Raoul, meanwhile, had been dumbstruck. He loved Christine, but there was something about the Phantomette. He felt pulled to her, something he felt he couldn't resist for long.

Now the plot really thickens. Erik loved Christine, and probably always would, but he loved Kathleen too, and she returned his love. Raoul loved Christine, but he felt he could love Kathleen in time. Christine didn't know how she felt. She knew she loved Raoul, wanted to get married to him, all that, but for some insane reason, she had a deep-seated jealously seeing Erik happy with another woman. Kathleen loved Erik. She felt nothing for Raoul except contempt. He's a fop who wears ruffles, and his ruffles don't turn into a very stylish cape.

Kathleen whispered something in Erik's ear, and he nodded.

"She is right. They will be looking for you. Go."

"Oh!" Kathleen exclaimed suddenly, as if remembering something long forgotten. "When you see Madame Giry, tell her Kathleen Daae is alive and well and sends her regards."

"Daae?" Raoul asked. "Christine, that's your name!"

You think she'd know her own last name without that fop to remind her, Erik and Kathleen thought in unison.

"Kathleen?" Christine asked. When Kathleen nodded, she exclaimed, "You're alive! What happened? You've vanished for three years!"

Without speaking, Kathleen took off her borrowed mask.

Christine gasped. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" and launched herself at Kathleen, hugging her fiercely.

Raoul and Erik exchanged a look. "Are you confused too?" they asked each other simultaneously.

Which is something you wouldn't even dream of happening until long after the Apocalypse.

Christine and Kathleen looked at their loves and then at each other, and started giggling helplessly.

"She is my sister," Christine told the men, "my twin sister," she amended after Kathleen shot her a Look.

That explains why I was drawn to Kathleen, Raoul thought. I saw Christine in her.

"After I got out of the hospital without a penny to my name, I came down here. I couldn't bear to face anyone, since just the day before the accident Madame Giry had complimented me on my looks. My pit of torment is a few caves over," Kathleen explained.

Christine also explained, "When you didn't come home from rehearsal, we went to Madame Giry. She told us you'd never arrived. We assumed you'd been kidnapped or something. Of course we looked for you, but obviously we didn't find you."