A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short; the next one will be longer. Also just to let you know I'm skipping ahead four months, to after Christine has had the baby. I thought about putting her birthing scene in, but decided against it, as I have no experience in childbirth. However if you guys want one or fell it needs one let me know, and I'll recruit my moms help for that chapter, and base it off movies I've seen and books I've read. That's about it… Read and Review!

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It was a cold winter night, about four months later that Christine showed up outside Nadir's apartment. In one hand she griped a small sleeping baby close to her chest, in the other a suitcase. Nadir was stunned to say the least. She was the last person he ever excepted to arrive on his doorstep. Too stunned to say anything, he led her in. She gratefully took a seat, while Nadir, coming to his senses, went and made tea. She gratefully sipped the scorching tea, burning her tongue in the process. After a few silent minutes Nadir opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped as Christine held up her hand.

"Please just give me a minute," She replied unsteadily, as though she was going to burst into tears. Slowly she put the teacup down, and gazed at her baby's face. To her disappointment, it looked nothing like Raoul, but exactly like her. The only thing it got from Raoul was its baby-blue eyes (though she heard most babies have blue eyes, but lose them as they get older). Christine still couldn't believe this was her and Raoul's baby. The birthing had been awful, but thankfully dream like. All she could remember was pain, and her cries for Raoul. Madame Giry and Meg had been there the whole time, whipping her forehead and trying to calm her. As soon as she held her baby in her arms, the dream was lifted. She could remember gazing at its face, trying to memorize every detail. Then she carefully lifted it to her bare breast, so it could nurse, as she fell to sleep.

Christine closed her eyes for a moment trying to stop the next memories from coming. After gaining her composer, she opened her eyes. Seeing Nadir watching her she smiled sadly. "It's a girl. A beautiful baby girl."

"What's her name?" He asked gently.

"Madeline," she replied.

Nadir paled slightly, but said nothing.

"I'm sorry I just showed up. I found your address among Raoul's things, and I have no where else to go." Her eyes were rapidly filling with tears.

Nadir waited a few moments while Christine collected herself. "Where is your husband?"

Christine looked down at Madeline sadly. "He died about four months ago."

"I'm sorry," Nadir said.

They were once again lapsed into silence. Suddenly Christine looked up and spoke. "Could you take me to Erik?"

Nadir sighed. He had been expecting her to say something like that. "No," he said quietly.

"Please, I have no where else to go!" She cried.

"Why do you have no where to go?" Nadir asked patiently. "What happened to yours and Raoul's house?"

"Raoul's family disowned me!" By now she was crying. "They never liked me. They thought Raoul had married far beneath himself. Then I didn't give them an heir, so I was no use to them. Dead weight! They gave me a week and some money and told me to move out. I went to Madame Giry's and she helped me get an inn. I stayed there for two and a half weeks. They only gave me enough money to support myself for a few weeks. I ran out of money! I can't get a job though. Who will take care of Madeline while I work?" She was now near hysterics. "I have no where to go. Madame Giry and Meg do not have any room in their tiny apartment for me. Madame Giry said Erik had moved out of the Opera House, otherwise I would have gone there. Please, I don't know where I'll go or what I'll do if you turn me down. He's my last resort," she finished sadly.

Nadir sat silently thinking over her situation slowly. She was right; Erik was the only one who could help her. The only problem was if he would be willing. After a few minutes debating he spoke. "I'll speak to him, but I can't promise anything. You may sleep here tonight. Tomorrow you will stay here, while I go talk to him."

Christine nodded. "Thank you. Please, don't tell Erik why I need to stay with him. If he lets me stay with him I will explain it to him."

Nadir raised an eyebrow. "You might have a better chance if I tell him."

"I know, but I need to."

"Here I will show you to your room." Nadir stood up and led her to his guest bedroom. "If you need anything just ask, and if you wake and do not find me here, help your self to anything in the kitchen." He pointed to another door.

"Thank you. You don't know how much this means to me."

"Your welcome. Goodnight."

"Goodnight," she repeated. She took one look at the bed, and wished she could just lie down, and go to sleep. Instead she placed Madeline in the bed, while she changed her cloths. Finally, after struggling with her corset for forty-five minutes, she nursed and changed Madeline. Carefully she took some pillows and blankets, and made a type of bed to make sure Madeline wouldn't fall off the bed. After putting Madeline to sleep she finally lay down on the bed, knowing she would be awakened in a few hours by Madeline's crying.

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A/N: One other thing, I was thinking of changing the title of this story, but I don't know what else to call it. If you have any ideas let me know. On the same note, I want to name my chapters too. If anyone has good chapter names let me know also, and you'll get a big hug from Erik! (As you've probably noticed I am awful at coming up with names. I need your help!) My e-mail is or you can IM me at Starflower0190.

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