A/N: Wahh… No Reviews! Do you like the story? Do you hate it? Tell me! Please? –gives puppy dog face- Seriously, I feel like I'm in the dark. Tell me what you think.

Disclaimer: See previous chapters.

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Looking up from her book, Christine glanced at the clock. Raoul should have been home a half hour ago. He was often late from work, but for some reason she felt a sense of foreboding. She wished he'd come home, and make her feel silly for being anxious.

Abruptly, there was a knock at the front door. She stood up to answer it, but then remembered the servants. It was so hard getting used to them!

A servant walked in and said, "There is a Police Officer here to see you, Madame."

Christine grabbed the arm of her chair to support her shaking body. Something must have happened to Raoul, she thought. She felt light headed, but managed to reply calmly, "Show him in."

The policeman walked into the room, and by now Christine was frantic. What if something happened to him? I can't raise a child by my self! Trying to remain calm she tired to be a gracious host. "Take a seat officer."

"No thank you. I'll only be a moment."

"Has something happened to Raoul?" She replied her voice wavering in spite of herself.

"I'm afraid so Madame," the officer replied taking off his hat.

The last thing Christine heard before darkness consumed her was, "Your husband was in a carriage accident this afternoon."

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Darkness swirled around her, as she struggled to gain consciousness. She could hear voices talking, but couldn't make out what they said. Desperately she tried to concentrate on them, to block out her fear. Raoul was injured, and possibly dead.

"She should be waking up soon. It's just the shock. Have her take this when she wakes up."

That must be the doctor, she thought. I need ask him about Raoul. No, I don't want to know. But I need to! She fought desperately with herself. "Raoul," she muttered.

"There she's waking now. If you need me you know where to find me.

She heard a door close, and she tried opening her eyes. "Raoul," she muttered again.

"Shh. It's ok Madame. You can visit him as soon as you're better."

She recognized the voice of one of her servants. He's alive! Tears gathered in her eyes, and spilled down her checks. She didn't know what she would have done if he had died!

"Here Madame. Take this."

Christine felt some bitter tasting liquid slide down her throat, before she was once again swallowed in darkness.

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A/N: Sorry don't mean to beg, but I'd really like to hear your thoughts. If you don't want to review, e-mail me at Sorry about the short chapter. I'll have the next one up probably tomorrow.