A/N: I don't really have anything to say. Just that I'm lacking in reviews, and would love your opinion on my story so far, or on how you think the story should progress. Thanks!

Disclaimer: See previous chapters.

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Christine sighed to herself as she tried to concentrate on her lesson with Erik. Her lessons were going very well, and her voice was becoming stronger, but lately she had been preoccupied. It wasn't that her lessons were boring; actually they were very similar to those she had when she lived in the Opera House. They would barely talk; just sing. They often did songs from up coming operas or old operas Christine had performed in. Erik was also much the same teacher; he never complimented her, but only pointed out her mistakes. He became a little friendlier, but not much, and made sure to keep his distance from her. He also made sure they never came in physical contact. Though two and a half years had passed, he was careful to guard his heart, and now she knew why. She was pregnant.

She wasn't entirely sure, but she knew within her heart it was true. After all she did miss her last two periods, no matter how much she wished to deny it. It wasn't that she didn't want a baby, she did; her and Raoul had been trying for two years to give him an heir. They succeeded a few times, but each time she had a miscarriage. She feared that Raoul would make her stay in bed for her whole pregnancy to make sure she didn't have a miscarriage. That would mean she would have to stop her lessons with Erik, not that she thought he would let them continue with her pregnant. Sometimes she would catch him starring at her with such longing that it scared her. Raoul never looked at her like that, she would then catch herself thinking, but she quickly excused Erik's behavior as indecent.

"Christine! You're not concentrating," Erik interrupted her thoughts. "I stopped playing five minutes ago."

Christine blushed realizing that she had been singing alone for five minutes, while he undoubtedly was trying to get her attention. "I'm sorry."

He sighed. "That was the third time today. Maybe we should stop."

She agreed. "Ok. I'll see you tomorrow." Silently she went to the boat, and started back to the other side of the lake. She knew she would have to tell Erik soon. He would find out anyway, as would her husband. She promised herself to tell Raoul tonight, and Erik tomorrow.

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That night, as she lay in Raoul's arms, she knew it was time to tell him. She had been dreading it all night. She had tried to tell him a few times, but chickened out. She wondered why it was so hard to tell him this time. All the other times had been so easy. It's because of Erik, a little voice in her head whispered. She sighed. It wasn't like anything happened between them in the past three months that she had been taking lessons from him, yet she often caught herself thinking about him when she shouldn't, like when her and Raoul made love. She knew it was extremely unfaithful, but she couldn't help it. She was so confused.

Carefully, incase Raoul was asleep, she turned to face him. "Raoul," she whispered.

"Umm," he muttered.

"Raoul, look at me. I have something to tell you."

He reluctantly opened his eyes. "Yes," he whispered smiling.

"Raoul," she took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant."

Raoul was fully awake now, and sat up on his elbows. "You are?" He was grinning broadly.

Christine nodded, trying to smile. She tried to say yes, but was cut off by a passionate kiss from Raoul. He was so happy, and she wondered again why she was not.

"How long have you known?" He asked when they stopped the kiss.

"Two weeks," She replied.

"That's why you've been so happy." Raoul too had noticed the difference in Christine since she had begin her lessons with Erik. He had often caught her humming, but just dismissed it as her getting over the trauma of two years ago. Now he attributed to her pregnancy. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.

Christine smiled. "I wanted to be sure." Again she found herself caught up in a passionate kiss.

"I'm taking off from work tomorrow, so we can start getting ready for the baby," Raoul said rather breathlessly, for they were both out of breath from the kiss.

Christine then sat up on her elbows too. "No, Raoul. I want to go on with my daily life for as long as I can. I wouldn't start showing for at least another month. I always hated being cooped up in the house during my other pregnancies."

Raoul frowned. "The last few times you had miscarriages because of it. No, you are going to start staying in the house earlier this time."

Christine's face fell. "Please just give me two weeks."

Raoul smiled, Christine was always his weak spot, and he could rarely say no to her. "Ok two weeks, but that's it. I don't want you to have another miscarriage."

Christine smiled. "Thank you."

"Now we sleep," Raoul replied grinning. "You need your rest." They laid back down, and Raoul wrapped his arms around his wife. "Good night." He said kissing the top of her head.

"Good night," She replied yawning. It had been easier to tell him than she thought. Now she had to tell Erik, and she had a feeling he wasn't going to take it like Raoul.

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Christine arrived at Erik's lair early, so that they could talk. Erik was playing when she arrived, so she just stood there listening. She wondered if this was the last time she would hear him play. Closing her eyes she just let the music take over her, savoring the sound. No matter how many times she heard Erik play he always seemed to amaze her. His music like nothing she had ever heard before, not something she would ever hear again by any other man.

When he stopped playing, she slowly opened her eyes to see Erik staring at her with such longing. He quickly erased it. "You're here early, are you ready for your lesson?" He asked.

She walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. As always when she touched him, he flinched away as if he had been burned. "We need to talk," she said quietly.

He studied her a moment, nodded, and stood up. They walked over to his living room, and took a seat opposite each other. "Yes," he inquired.

Christine took a deep breath to calm her nerves. Then not looking at him she replied, "Erik, I'm pregnant."

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A/N: Sorry guys! Just couldn't resist leaving you hanging!