A/N:
Gem 77 and Christine thankyou so much for reviewing, u guys rock. You will see a little more of Erik in Ch. 5.
I am really sorry about the chapter mix up, well here is the real chapter 4
Chapter 4 "Christine, darling are you all right?"
As Christine ran down the road her big dress clung to her legs, almost causing her to trip many times. Her clock was of no help to keep her warm either; it was as soaked as the dress was.
When She finally got home her throat hurt horribly bad. When she opened the door Nicolette and Marie greeted her. Marie was a young maid who had started work for the Chanys 4 months ago.
" Oh, Ms. Christine you are very pale. Do you feel alright?" Nicolette said with much worry in her voice
"Well my throat hurts a little, but I'll just go take a nap I am quite tired. I'm sure I will feel better afterwards."
"When you get dressed, I'll come and get those wet clothes." Marie said with a heavy French accent.
Christine nodded and went up the stairs. Christine took off her clock unbuttoned her
Dress and laid both of them down neatly on a bright red chair in her room. She put on the white robe that she was wearing eailer that day. Christine got into her bed that had already been made. She got under the covers and settled against the pillows. Just then she heard a knock on the door and then heard Marie say:
"Ms. Christine are you descent?"
" Yes Marie come in."
Marie came in and grabbed the clothes but before she went out she said:
"Miss, if you don't me askin', how did you get so wet?"
Christine said the 1st thing that came into her mind
"I.. Uh.. Fell in a puddle. Christine said with a sweet smile, prying Marie believed her, she didn't. Marie just raised her brow, smiled and said:
"Christine you haven't eaten today I'll make you some soup" Christine was too tired to argue so she just nodded. Marie walked out of the room with Christine's wet clothes.
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Dear Vicomte,
Christine was out alone today, she did not tell us where she went but she came home sopping and with a slight cold. She told me her throat hurt, and I noticed she was quite pale. Do not worry though I just thought I should inform you. If her condition gets worse I will let you know.
Your servant,
Nicolette
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Christine ate her soup slowly as she watched the clouds out her window. She finished half her soup and set the bowl on her nightstand. Christine felt sleep weigh down her eyelids so she turned over to face the window and fell into a deep sleep.
Christine was woken up by a loud clutter outside her door. It was night, and her soup bowl had been taken from her nightstand. She had thought earlier that she would feel better after her nap, but she felt so much worse now. Christine sighed and fell back asleep.
This time when Christine woke up it wasn't from a loud clutter outside her door it was from Raoul dabbing the sweat off her forehead. She looked into his kind blue eyes and said:
"What are you doing home?" Christine's voice was weak and cracking
"Philippe told me that you were sick, I could not stay away. What would I do if something happened to you and were not here? The Doctor will be here shortly ----"
"That's not necessary I'm fine." Christine interrupted with a little more intensity in her voice.
"Well I'd like to be sure." Raoul said with much authority. He grabbed her hand and Christine could tell how much he loved her. Christine sighed and looked into his eyes once again. His soft, caring, blue eyes were so much different then Erik's cold, seductive, green eyes.
"Sweetheart it has been a while since you ate last, now please take this soup." Raoul handed her a bowl, full of vegetable soup. This time Christine ate all of the soup, she was starving. By the time Christine had finished her soup the doctor was there. The Doctor came in her room he was a short stubby older man. As he set his back down he said:
"Viscountess De Chany," The name rang in her ears, as if she'd never heard it.
" I understand you came home wet yesterday,"
"Yes"
" How in the world did you get so wet?"
"Uh.. A carriage splashed water on me while I was walking from town" Christine looked up, the doctor and Raoul both seemed to actually believe her. The doctor took her temperature, checked her pulse, and asked Christine her symptoms.
When the doctor was done he called Raoul out of the room.
"Vicomte, right now it is just a cold but if not treated it could turn into bronchitis"
"What should we do?'
"Make sure she gets plenty of rest and eats 3 meals a day, other then that we just pray."
"Yes, alright thank you doctor."
"Well your very welcome," When the doctor noticed the Vicomte showing him down the stairs he said:
" Oh Vicomte I can show my self out thank you" Raoul nodded and ran back to Christine.
Raoul walked to Christine's bedside. She could tell the diagnosis was not good. Raoul grabbed her hands once more and looked at her with loving eyes
"Oh, Christine my darling."
"What is it? What is wrong with me?"
"It is a cold right now but it can possibly turn into bronchitis." Christine laid her head on the pillows and sighed, for in those times there was no cure for that sickness.