Hi again. I decided to do Chapter 7 today, as yesterday's chapter was so sucky. This one took me a LONG TIME to write. So you'd better be duly appreciative. Or I'll get mad. And you won't like me when I'm mad. Hahaha just kidding! Funny, no? silence coughs Ahem. Well then, before I embarrass myself further, here are the review replies!

BrokenAngel858-Oh my God! I'm soooooo sorry; I forgot to reply to your review! I completely forgot you replied! Anyways, I'm really glad you're enjoying. As an apology, because I'm really sorry, this chapter is dedicated to you and gerbear.

gerbear-You are my most faithful reader! So I've dedicated this chapter to you as well :D

Here goes-Chapter 7….

Erik froze. What was she saying? Had he heard her right? He shook his head, looking stunned. He remained silent for quite some time.

"Well, that was, uh…. unexpected….," he finally muttered feebly, scratching his head.

"I thought so," Christine replied, "It wasn't exactly how I planned to break the news, but with you ranting and raving and me close to being punjabbed by you, I figured it was probably what you wanted to hear…."

"It was, but if it's not true…."

"Of course it's true," she interrupted impatiently, "Is that what you think I am? Do you think I'm a liar, Erik?" She joined him where he stood at the mirror, looking at his reflection. She leaned over and whispered in his ear:

"I only left because you told me to."

Erik broke his gaze at the mirror. He looked at her sadly for a fleeting moment, then turned away.

"I thought that if you really wanted to stay, hen you would have, regardless of what I said."

With that, she grabbed him by the shoulder and turned him to face her. She looked him straight in the eye.

"People's minds don't work like that, Erik. They're not playthings. They're delicate-not to be fiddled with,"

He tried to pull away, but she kept a firm grip on him.

"No more mind games, Erik."

He glared at her furiously.

"Don't belittle me!" he hissed, and he pushed her away and stormed off, fuming.

"I don't know why I bothered coming back!" Christine yelled after him. He whirled around to face her, still scowling.

She continued.

"There just seems to be no pleasing some people! I leave, you're pissed off-I come back, you're still pissed off! How is it meant to work when you're so bloody indecisive? If you tell me what you want, Erik, I will do my best to make it happen, but I just don't know what you're after. Do you want me to stay or not? Whatever your decision, I will respect it, but you're just so hard to work out, Erik…." her voice cracked.

He suddenly realised how unreasonable he was being-how unreasonable he'd been being for all those years.

He walked briskly up to her, and laid his hand to rest on his shoulder. She took a sharp intake of breath. Suddenly, his grip tightened, and in one quick movement, he'd pinned her up against the damp stone wall (which was encrusted with mildew), and kissed her roughly.

As he pulled away, she looked up at him enquiringly, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she breathed shallowly.

"I'll take that as a yes, then?" she gasped.

Hope you liked it! Chapter 8 will hopefully be up soon…. when I've written it. I have made a start, but I have writer's block again. But I will begin to write again today, as I have a few (naff) ideas. Will try to complete it A.S.A.P. See you all soon!