A/N: I actually wanted to take a break from writing two stories in 20 days. Wahaha! Hey, I know I promised you guys a sequel to the two story series but I decided to put that on hold first. I wanted to see about this fic. Thank you guys so much for reviewing the "Finding You Again" which had 132 REVIEWS FOR 10 CHAPTERS! YAY! This story is actually based on a book I read about and I wanted to see how it would be for Erik and Christine. But I added my own stuff here and there.

Disclaimer: I don't own the POTO but I'm pretty sure I own the plot for my stories.

An Angel's Haunting

"Christine…"

A young woman with silky brown curls gazed around the shadows that seemed to cover the area in a deathly silence.

"Christine…" the soft but chilling voice whispered once more.

The woman frantically stepped back from where the voice seemed to be coming from; the darkest area.

Then, she could dimly make out a tall and dark figure standing a distance away.

She blinked but when she opened her eyes, she felt a small chill creeping up her spine.

The figure had disappeared.

"Father, what's happening…?" she whispered under her breath.

"Christine Daae…" the voice suddenly whispered again.

The woman wanted to scream. The voice had come from behind her and she sharply turn behind.

The figure was now standing behind her and beckoning slowly to her and she felt the darkness closing in around her as the figure got closer and closer…

"NO!" Christine Daae screamed and she sharply sat up in bed.

She felt beads of sweat on her forehead and she gazed around the dark room.

She looked at the side and saw a man sleeping next to her and she immediately felt relieved.

But when Christine lay back down, she remembered the nightmare and gasped, "Angel…"

"Are you there, chéri?" a voice called.

Christine, who was now known as the Vicomtess de Chagny, sat by the window gazing out into the brilliant blue sky of Paris early next morning.

"I'm here."

"How are you feeling today, love?" Raoul, The Vicomte de Chagny came over and squatted next to her.

Christine smiled, "I'm alright. Just a little dizzy…"

It had been a month since the events had happened. It was still haunting her day and night and she didn't want her husband, Raoul to know that. He would be so worried for her if he knew.

This woman, Christine Daae, she had betrayed and denied her Angel of Music. The man who had made her become a famous Prima Donna of the Paris Opera House. The man who had inspired her voice and guided her from the very beginning. She had left him to face his never ending pain of living life alone.

And it was going to haunt her for the rest of her life. She could not forget that nightmare she had last night.

She knew it would come back. The peace would never last long. Raoul had bought a small manor in the countryside in the outskirts of Paris a few weeks after they got married.

"Christine?"

"Yes, Raoul…?"

"What's wrong, chéri? You aren't yourself this morning. May I know what is bothering you?" Raoul ask, touching Christine's tired face.

Christine only shook her head.

Raoul, "Come on, darling. It's me we're talking about…"

Christine merely pushed Raoul's hand away and said, "You wouldn't understand Raoul. Nor would you want to understand. It's different for you and harder for me to talk about…"

Raoul sighed, "Love, what wouldn't I understand…?"

He brushed away the curls from her face and said, "Hmm?"

Christine stared at Raoul for a moment. His eyes were deep with understanding and patience.

"Raoul…It's – It's my Angel…"

"Sorry?"

Christine hesitated, "It's my Angel…"

Raoul's expression looked confused for a moment before saying, "You mean that monster?"

"Raoul dear, please don't use that word. It's such a strong word…" Christine sighed.

Raoul could never understand the pain and confusion her Angel had in his eyes when she gave him back his ring that he gave her, the night she chose Raoul instead of him down in the lair after the famous Don Juan opera night.

The tears that fell from his eyes were pure and true which pierced right into her heart. When she looked back as Raoul rowed the boat away, she felt her heart breaking into millions of pieces as she saw her Angel standing there with the ring in his hands and singing in anguish:

It's over now the Music of The Night!

No, he would never understand.

Never.

"But that's the ugly truth of that thing. Mother Nature's son who had turned evil!"

"Raoul – Stop that," Christine warned.

Raoul looked confused, "Christine? Is this bothering you?"

"Yes it is, Raoul. So can you please – "

"Certainly, Christine! I cannot bear to see you like this forever. Wallowing in your own misery and suffering of this creature! It will end today!"

Raoul got up and headed towards the stairs.

Christine sprung up from her chair in confusion, "Raoul? Raoul, what are you doing?"

What Christine thought Raoul meant was whether what he was talking about to her now was bothering her and what she really meant to say to Raoul was, "So can you please stop talking about it now? You are deeply annoying me and I don't want to have any conflicts with you now."

What Raoul meant was whether her Angel was still bothering her and he thought Christine wanted to say was, "So can you please stop this madness? I want this haunting no more…"

Christine hurried down the steps to see Raoul grabbing his coat on.

"No! Raoul! Where ever are you going!" Christine exclaimed.

Raoul apparently didn't hear and he rushed outside, slamming the door behind him.

"Raoul! Raoul, please!"

Christine hurriedly shoved her shoes on and grabbed her long dark blue cloak and threw it over herself and rushed out the door to find Raoul.

Her minor headache had now increase to more severe pains.

Christine searched around for Raoul and then, she saw the barn door wide open.

When she peeked in, she saw Raoul talking to John, who led Black Fire, a tall and black horse out of the stable.

Then, Raoul nodded and began to saddle up Black Fire as John checked the metal horse shoes.

When Raoul finally set off on Black Fire, Christine quickly hid behind the barn door as she saw him galloping away towards Paris city.

Christine rushed inside and startled John.

"Good morning, Ma'am. You startled me. What can I do for you?" John asked.

"John! Where has the Master gone? Take the carriage and take me to wherever he is going! Immediately!" Christine demanded.

Johan nodded gravely, "Yes, Ma'am…"

After traveling 5 miles did Christine finally reach the city of Paris.

Christine gazed around the city he once knew so well and which she had left behind for a month now. Everything was so strange but at the same time some were familiar to her as well.

The throbbing in her head was getting more painful every minute.

Across the street where the grand Opera House was, Christine saw Raoul giving Black Fire to a nearby jockey and making his way up the steps towards the doors.

"John! Stop here, right now!" Christine ordered and when John obeyed, she quickly stepped from the carriage.

She was so busy trying to rush after Raoul to stop him from doing something foolish that she crossed the street without looking.

Then, Christine suddenly felt a really sharp pain in her head that she felt that she was blinded by the white light that seared across her eyes.

She raised her hand to her head and stooped down. The pain was intense.

But, between the throbbing pain in her head, she could here a small frantic voice that sounded just like John's screaming, "Ma'am! Ma'am!"

But it was too late, for Christine plunged into darkness after a horrible huge metal vehicle smashed into her making her whole body go numb…

A/N: What do you think? I found the nightmare a bit creepy actually. I dunno, I was kinda watching a scary movie while I was writing that part. Inspiration maybe? So, like it or hate it, tell me in your review.