The girl had not moved for one week. She lay on Rosa's bed only breathing, which was labored, observed Jessica. She was seated at the piano bench and playing soft music. She had just travel from her home in Paris to help her friend. Even though she was a feared highway woman in other countries, she was one of the best doctors in Paris. She couldn't tell that there were many broken bones. They had to wait though to see if they were truly broken or not. All they need was for the girl to wake up. "Why did Nadir have to leave? The Phantom will never put up with this." She said. She didn't know his name, but still feared because of the many rumors. She had not even seen him.
Then she heard a noise, a small helpless one. Instantly she knew that Christine was awake. Jessica knew that they would have to set the bones before they grew together the way they were now.
"Phantom!" She called, "You are needed right now! Please come quickly. I need your help!" Jessica didn't know if he would come, but she needed someone who would not fall ill at the sight of blood.
Erik looked up. He heard his name. "I need your help!" called the voice. He knew what he heard; Christine had come back to conciseness. She had cost him his home, and almost his one true friend, Ayesha.
Ayesha lay curled up in his lap. Mindlessly he stroked her creamy fur. "Soft as the down on a baby chick and you look almost like that ghastly liquor Nadir drinks. That coffee. (sorry coffee lovers) " He thought. "Should I go and help Miss. Jessica, Ayesha?" The cat looked up and her eyes seemed to say, 'Go help Jessica, but don't do it for Christine.' As if she understood what he was thinking, she purred and jumped off his lap and onto his bed.
As he got up to leave he said to himself, "Why do I have a white comforter again?"
'Because you like picking cat hairs off your bed every morning.' Repliedhis so called sarcastic mind.
A darkly dressed man entered the room. It seemed as if he was ready for a funeral. All dressed in black except for the white mask that covered the right side of his face. She gasped. She heard that he hears all, and she was wondering if he heard what she was thinking.
"You called Miss. Jessica?" he asked, "You need my help why!" He hissed.
"I need you to help me set her bones straight. You are the only person in this house now that won't get sick at the sight of blood. And Nadir left before she woke up. Please Sir, I need your help" I pleaded.
"Fine, but I will be leaving as soon as this is done. I have some business to take care of."
"Thank you Sir. You don't know how much Christine would appreciate this. She talks so fondly of you. Very romantic, that is, what the rumors tell me."
"Let's just get this over with." He hissed, "I am a very busy man, and you are keeping me from my job." He added while rolling up his sleeves.
They set to work. "Christine," said Jessica, "I need you to blink twice if the spot I touch hurts badly." Just then Jessica touched Christine's right swollen ankle. Christine let out a blood-curtailing shriek. Quickly Erik got some cloth and stuffed in to Christine's mouth.
"I need you to hold Christine down while I break the bone again." Jessica said.
"Fine." he replied, grabbing both of Christine's wrists. He knew from the look of her stomach that it was cut to ribbons. He felt pain waving back through her arms. She tried to wither away from it but a loud crack come from her ankle. Another Shriek filled the room, but this time it was not from Christine, but Jessica.
"Damn it! I cut something while setting the bone. Now she is bleeding all over the fucking place!"
She got up quickly and grabbed some of the old sheets she had brought with her. After putting them down, under Christine, She tapped the leg. Christine winced and another shrill crack filled the room and the bone was set, this time with no blood spilling out of some invisible cut.
After five minutes of continuous work, they were finally done.
"Phantom" Jessica said so quietly, "Thank you for helping Christine and myself."
"Just call me Erik." He replied, walking out with out a sound. Only the sound of Ayesha's paws broke the silence.
