I found myself running down the dark catacombs, trying to find a place to hide. The furry human-like animal was still chasing me.

As I ran, the walls seemed to grow longer and longer. I wasn't getting anywhere.

Just then, I came to a light. Bright white light. I chased after it, but it was stretching further apart, and further away from me.

Then it grabbed me and pulled me down. The animal. I could feel my dress being torn apart, and fresh blood dripping from it's teeth.

"Christine?"

And then I woke up. I screamed and snatched the blankets closer to me, kicking and screaming for it all to stop.

"Christine?" The voice called again. I knew that voice. It was Erik's!

I opened my eyes and saw Erik and Nadir leaning over me. I looked around. I was in bed, in my own room. Well, the room that Erik gave to me of course. I was very confused so I asked Erik,

"What happened?"

Erik sighed and said,

"You found the trap door in the library. And apparently you had a run in with a strange animal."

Then everything snapped back to me. The door. The ladder. The human-like animal. The last thing I remembered doing was falling from the ladder.

"What was that thing?" I asked.

Nadir looked at Erik worriedly before saying,

"We don't know. Once you fell from the ladder Erik jumped right in and I followed. At first we couldn't find you, but we heard a strange growling, like a wolf or something of that sort. We followed the noise and shined our lantern on the figure." Nadir took a moment to sigh and then continued, "It was furry, like a wolf, but in a human's body. It's teeth were sharp and - "

But I stopped him before he could continue.

"Was it a werewolf?" I asked.

Nadir and Erik exchanged confused glances before Erik replied,

"Christine, I doubt it was a werewolf. Werewolves don't exist, they're a myth. Anyways, once we found you I kicked the animal off and he ran away. I didn't bother following it, so I brought you back up here."

"How?" I asked.

Erik just glared at me and suddenly yelled,

"What did you think you were doing? Why in the world did you go in the trap door? You could of been killed, Christine! If we hadn't of found you - "

He couldn't finish his sentence. A tear dripped down his cheek and he stood up so abruptly it made me twitch.

"Erik, please - "

I couldn't finish what I had to say either. Suddenly, Erik stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind him. I looked at Nadir, who was staring at me.

"Is he angry with me?" I asked gently.

Nadir sighed and replied,

"I believe so. He was terribly worried about you, Christine. Once we heard you calling our names he started to look about the place like a madman. When we finally searched in the library and we found that the trap door was open, he turned red. But he was so worried about you. You gave both of us quite a scare."

Just then, I burst into tears.

"Oh Nadir! Forgive me for going into the trap door! I was reading a book in there when I suddenly heard a laughing noise! I was curious, so I looked around!"

Nadir tried to calm me down so I could speak more clearly. Once I had calmed, I said:

"I found the trap door under the carpet. I was so curious, so I decided to open it and see what was down there! Oh please, please forgive me!"

"Christine," Nadir said casually. "I am not the one you should be asking for forgiveness. It is Erik, whom you should be asking from."

I nodded silently and made a move to get out of bed. But once I had, I shrieked and plopped back down on my pillows. My ankle hurt so badly, as did my left wrist.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked in horror.

Nadir said,

"You have sprained both your ankle and wrist. You aren't allowed to move them for a few weeks, maybe three."

Before I could respond, the door bursted open and a worried Erik stood in the doorway.

"What happened? I heard a scream. Christine, are you alright?"

He moved towards me and I could see that his face was stained in tears. Once again, I felt extremely bad.

"She just moved her ankle and wrist, which hurt her. I advised her not a move them for a few weeks." Nadir said. And then, "I will leave you two alone for a moment."

Before he went out the door, Nadir gave me a wink and I smiled. I knew what I had to do.

But before I could say anything, I could feel a finger gently stroking my wrist. I looked at Erik and he said,

"Your poor wrist and ankle. Oh Christine, you won't be able to move for three weeks at the most."

"Erik, please, I must tell you something."

He looked up at me in concern.

"Erik, I am terribly sorry for entering the trap door. It was not my place. I was reading a book and all of a sudden I heard a laugh, like an evil laugh. I listened to see where it was coming from and when I noticed it was coming from below me, I looked around frantically. Once I found the trap door I used your gloves to open it, which I am terribly sorry, and then I went down."

"You said you heard a laughing?"

"Yes."

Erik mumbled something to himself and told me gently,

"I forgive you my dear. But you must promise me that you will never go down there again. Understood?"

"Yes, I promise."

"Good. Now, let me clean your scars."

x x x x x

It has only been one week for me to stay in bed, not being able to move. When I had to go to the bathroom Erik would have to carry me in and then wait outside the door for me to be finished, then he carried me back. It was like this for other events also, such as breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

I still had my normal music lesson though. Erik would come into my room and bring his violin, since obviously he couldn't squeeze a piano or organ through the door. I always felt so depressed, being stuck in one room all day long. Until one day when Erik came into my room and said,

"Your birthday is coming soon,"

I beamed up at him.

"What day is it?" I asked excitedly.

"July 28th."

"My birthday is August 4th! In six days!"

"I know."

"I'll be eighteen!"

"Yes, I know."

"This is so exciting!"

I was a little too excited. I stupidly tried to sit up on my bed using my hands for support. My left wrist stung me so badly I fell back onto my pillows.

"Oh Christine!" Erik moaned. He moved towards me and gently took my wrist into his hands. He kissed it gently and set my wrist on my stomach carefully. "You shouldn't be moving your wrist, my dear."

I groaned. "How much longer must I suffer?"

"Two more weeks."

"That means I'lll be in bed on my birthday." I sighed and looked up at Erik. "This will be the worst birthday ever. Having two sprained bones and not being able to move at all."

Erik caressed my cheek and said,

"I won't make it the worst birthday for you. I promise it will be the best one you've ever had."

"Hmm. Does that mean you're going to get me a present?"

Erik only smiled and was ready to walk to the door when I yelled,

"Erik! Tell me! Is it a big present?"

Erik only chuckled and left the room.

"Erik!"

x x x x x

The next day after lunch Erik came into my room and found me daydreaming. It was quite embarrasing, actually. I was just staring at the wall, my eyes wide, just thinking of what the furry animal was in the catacombs. I tried to forget about that thing, but what else was there to do?

"Christine?" Erik asked me from the doorway.

His voice sounded far away from me. I only mumbled, "Wha..." before my sentence got cut off by my hard thinking again.

"Christine!"

That got me. I jumped and screamed. Erik only chuckled and kneeled beside my bed.

"Are you trying to scare me to death?"

"Not at all, my dear. It's just that you were in such a day dream."

"Yeah, I guess so. Oh yes, and Erik, do you think Nadir could come to my birthday?"

Erik's face hardened at the mention of Nadir's name.

"Why do you want Nadir here?" He asked simply.

"I don't know. I like having company on my birthday."

"If you wish," he sighed. "I'll tell him. But this doesn't mean you're going to get a large present."

I gave him an innocent smiled and giggled.

"I've never actually gotten a large present before. Well, I did get that Barbie house when I was four - hey! Stop laughing!"

At the mention 'barbie house' Erik burst into laughter. I pouted and said,

"I was only four! What do you expect?"

Erik stopped chuckling and only giggled now. "Yes, yes, I agree with you now. Every four year old needs a Barbie house."

"I'm glad you agree." I said proudly. Erik only snorted.

"Oh yes, and I have another question."

Erik raised his eyebrows and asked, "Yes?"

"I know what that furry thing was."

"What was it?" Erik asked without a hint of amusement.

"A werewolf."

Erik snorted. "Christine, you're old enough to know that werewolves don't exist - "

"What were you doing on that Ouija Board when you found me in the catacombs?"

Erik's face hardened. "How did you know we were using the board?"

I looked down at my hands that were clasped together and shaking. "Because I overheard you and Nadir talking."

Erik grunted and sighed. "Christine, I don't need to tell you what Nadir and I were doing. Why do you listen in conversations so much?"

"Did you use the board?"

"Why all the questions?"

"Please answer, Erik. I'm trying to figure something out." I moaned.

Erik looked into my large innocent eyes and sighed. He saw my lower lip buldge out as I gave him my puppy face.

"Why must you torture me with your sweet innocent face?"

"Because I am sweet innocent little girl that you just can't resist!" I said sweetly in my four-year-old accent.

Erik smiled and said,

"Fine, I'll tell you. But I won't tell you everything." He sighed and said, "I suppose you already know what is in the other room that you are forbidden to go in," He gave me an annoyed look as I kept my innocent smile on my face. He continued,

"I was showing Nadir around and got ready to use the board and I told him to join in. But before we could say anything we heard an evil laughter, as you said you heard also."

"And?"

He searched my face suspiciously before responding slowly,

"And then something brushed past me. It was furry, and I believe it to be what was down in the catacombs with you."

My face lit up. I thought I had just discovered something very important.

"Erik! What if the werewolf was Logan!"

Erik looked at me and raised his eyebrow. Then he said,

"First of all, werewolves don't exist. And you don't have any proof it was Logan."

"But Erik, you said he was the one that murdered Carlotta and Raoul. Why did he do it?"

"I told you before he was a murderer back when he was alive. It was said he murdered people for the pleasure of it all. Maybe it was the same when he was killing your mother and Raoul."

"I think it was him." I said casually.

Erik only laughed and said, "You have no proof what the thing is nor who it was! How can you just suspect Logan?"

"He murdered my mother and my boyfriend." I pointed out.

"So?"

"The werewolf was perverted!"

This time Erik burst into laugher and literally started to lean over and clentch his stoamch as if they laughing would make him burst. I rolled my eyes and said,

"I'm not joking! It started to like, lick me and stuff! They were werewolf kisses!"

Erik laughed even harder. I grunted and said, "Don't wet your trousers." Before shutting my eyes and trying to sleep.

After dealing with five minutes of Erik's laughter, he put a hand on my arm and said between laughs,

"I'm so sorry Christine. But a perverted werewolf? Please."

"It could happen!" I exclaimed.

"What makes you think..." He chuckled again but stopped abruptly when I gave him a hard stare. He straightened up and said more clearly, "What makes you think that Logan was this animal?"

"You said he might of had feelings for me a while ago, remember? Well, down in the catacombs he was licking me and it was not very pleasing."

"I don't think it was him."

"Fine, don't believe the sweet little innocent girl that will probably start to cry when you leave the room because you laughed at her." I smirked and closed my eyes.

"Don't try your little innocent face again. Because it won't work on me!"

I immediatley gave him my puppy face. How could anyone resist those big bright eyes and that lower lip that buldged out and quivered as if you were ready to cry? I tried to stop my giggles.

Erik gave a large groan and qucikly left the room without a glance behind.

How could anyone resist the puppy face?

x x x x x

Four days had passed and I noticed that my birthday was tomorrow. I was so excited that I wanted to jump up from my bed and do a crazy dance that I always use to do before my birthday party.

But then I remembered my wrist. And my ankle.

I sighed as I thought about them. At least they would be healed in a few weeks time. Then I could go about my business. Wait, did I have any business? I stopped rambling to myself and watched as the door creaked open.

Ayesha walked into my room and once she saw me, she jumped towards the bed.

But she didn't make it on top of the bed the first time. Nor the second time. Not the third time either. But she kept trying. Once, on about the seventh time she clawed the blankets that were wrapped around me but she eventually fell and hissed.

"You can do it, Ayesha." I encouraged her. Couldn't this cat understand what humans were saying? She sure acted like it. Ayesha looked at me and meowed. But before she could try and jump again, Erik had walked into the room and grabbed her.

"What were you trying to do?" He asked the cat. "Attack Christine?"

The cat purred against Erik's chest and meowed. Hopefully that was a meow that said 'no' and not 'yes'.

"I think she just wanted to visit me." I said. "Well, I think she wanted to. She was trying so hard to get up here."

Erik looked at me and nodded. He walked up to the bed and was ready to set Ayesha down next to me.

"Would you like her up here?" He asked politely.

"I don't mind."

Erik set Ayesha down on my belly and she moved about. Once she was comfortable, she laid down on my stomach.

"How are you feeling?" Erik asked me.

"I'm fine. I just really want my wrist and ankle to magically heal, you know?"

"Yes, I understand."

Erik extended his arm and stroked my cheek lovingly. His touch was warm and gentle, and his fingers under his gloves felt muscular, but then again, they felt bony at the same time.

He withdrew his hand and when he had I smiled at him, for he was looking away embarrased. Once he looked back at me he returned my smile and said,

"Your birthday is tomorrow."

"Yes. I'm so excited! Eighteen years old."

Erik only smiled as I rambled on about what I could do now that I would be eighteen. Most of it were things that I would have to do back in my time, and when I mentioned these things Erik's face grew colder.

When I was done chattering Erik stroked my cheek again. This time it was even a more gentle touch.

"Oh Christine," Erik moaned. To my surprise, Erik leaned forward and looked deep into my sparkling eyes. Unfortunatley, Ayesha saw this and was angry that the attention wasn't all on her.

Was this cat just jealous? It seemed that whenever Erik touched me or talked to me sweetly she would get angry.

Ayesha jumped up from my stomach and hissed. She clawed at my sprained wrist and then bit it. Then she jumped on to my wrist and kept whacking it to see if it would hurt me more.

"Ow!" I wailed. When you have a broken bone, it hurts badly. Especially when someone touches it or kicks it. It seems that you automatically get so emotional and start to cry. I didn't cry, but I felt tears prickling from my eyes.

"Ayesha!" Erik screamed viciously.

Ayesha only hissed and ran towards my feet which were luckily covered by blankets. She still clawed at my ankle though, but she didn't bite it. When Erik came lunging for her she hopped onto my ankle, dug her nails into my skin, and hopped off the bed, darting towards the door.

Why did that cat hate me so much?

x x x x x

Thought it was a good place to stop here. So, what is wrong with Ayesha? What will Erik get Christine for her birthday? And what's up with the werewolf/Logan deal? Stay tuned next time for another chapter of: Secretly Possess You! LOL, I sound like one of those soap operas, don't I? Hehe, a reviewer mentioned that to me.

Ok, WOW, about Chap. 11. I have never gotten so many reviews for a chapter so quickly except that one. When I checked my e-mail I got 15 new unread messages. They were all reviews, lol!

But to the point: A few of you have mentioned the correct name to what the 'animal' was. Only one reviewer got it completely right and that person is: Masqueraders. But there were some other reviewers who were very close. Those reviewers are:

aragornlover, Jinxed4Ever, Starlightlita, and trisana.

So, to Masqueraders and all of the other names that were mentioned, please e-mail me at: and tell me what you want to have happen in the story. Please nothing strange or odd, lol. And to the rest of the reviewers: you were all very close! LOL, some of them were just hilarious! You all are so funny, and so supportive! And don't worry if you didn't get the answer correct or close, I think I am going to do more things like this so more people have the chance to tell me what they want to have happen in the story.

But if you have a really really really awesome idea, e-mail me. I won't ignore you or anything, lol! I love getting ideas from reviewers. So anyways enough of me rambling. Thanks to all of you:)