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Chap. 2
Christine continued to cry on his chest. How could she let this happen to him, shw just stood there while she knew the officer was going to shoot him. It was all her fault if he died. If he died she wouldn't be able to live with her self, knowing that she killed the man that she just now realized she loved dearly. She picked her head up when she felt a presence behind her. She saw the officer that shot him. She jumped up, and walked over to him. "YOU SHOT HIM!" She exclaimed, Fuming. "He could be dead!" She cried, trying to fight back tears. "I had to. I had orders." The officer explained. She took a sobbing breath and fell to her knees. "why? Why?" she cried over and over. The officer looked down at her and sighed. He walked over to the other officers and said, "get the man and bring him to the hospital." The other officers looked at thim. "But chief…" "GO!" The officers scurried over to him and picked him up and walked past Christine. Christine looked up. "What are you doing with him?" She asked worridly. "Taking him to a hospital miss." The Chief explained. Christine smiled, jumped up and hugged the chief. "Thank you!" She cried. The Chief looked down at the girl in his arms and raised his eye brow. "You're welcome." He said hesitantly. Christine let go and blushed slightly, She ran behind the officers carrying him. She followed them to the outside and there was carriages waiting for them. The officers got in one and christine got in the one behind them.
They soon arrived at the small hospital. The officers rushed into the main lobby. "Get him a room asap." One of the officers told the nurse at the desk. "Monsieur I…" The nurse started. "I have specific orders from the chief." Explained the officer. The nurse sighed and led them to a room, "Put him there. But it might be a while before I get a doctor for him." She said.
Christine heard her say this and again broke into tears. She felt an arm go around her shoulder, she looked up and there was the chief. "It's alright, I'll try to get a doctor for him." She smiled up at him. This man was nice, even though he was the man that shot him in the first place. "thank you." She whispered. He smiled and nodded. "Nicholas!" A young officer turned around. "Yes chief?" he asked. "Go find a doctor for this man." The younf man nodded and ran away. "Nicholas never returns until his job is done." The chief explained to Christine, who looked doubtful. She sniffed and nodded, "you look tired." The Chief said to her. "I am. But I can't rest, knowing that he's dying in there." Christine explained. "not sleeping is not good for you. You must try." He said. Christine nodded not willing to fight with him. "Come on. Lets go." He lead her to the waiting room where a lot of people were sitting. He sat down in a chair and told her to sit next to him, "Rest." He instructed. Christine looked up at him, not knowing how she was going to while sitting up. He laughed at her expression. "Lean on me. I don't mind, I've had it before." He said. Christine nodded gratefully and rested her head against his shoulder, soon enough she fell asleep.
"Chief. I've found a doctor for you." Nicholas said coming into the room. "shh. Nicholas, the girl is sleeping." He said pointing to the girl sleeping on him. "sorry sir." He smiled. "You're good at that." The chief raised his eyebrow. "comforting people." He explained. "Nicholas. You know that I have always wanted children and now that my wife is deceased, there is no way." Nicholas nodded. "Yes I do." (Yes I am going to have the chief and Christine have a father/daughter relationship.)
1 hour later
Christine awoke and looked around. Where she was not familiar, she sat up which caught the chief's attention. "sleep well?" Christine jumped and turned her head, to see the officer sitting next to her. "Where are we?" she asked. He furrowed his eye brows in confusion. "Were in the hospital." He explained. Christine gasped the events of before coming to her. "Angel." She said, and stood up. "what was that?" The chief asked, thinking he didn't hear her correctly. "Where is he?" She asked him. "In a room. We found a doctor found him but we have not heard any news yet." Christine's face dropped and she looked at the ground. "Im sure he'll be fine." The chief said reassuringly. "Thanks uh…" Christine said as if waiting for his name. "Marty, call me marty." He explained smiling. "Marty. That's a nice name." She said. "Thank you. And what is your name?" he asked. "Christine. Christine Daae." Marty's eyes widened. "Daae? You're the Opera Star!" He exclaimed. Christine laughed. "Yes. I am." She said it like it was nothing. "Miss. Daae. You are very famous in Paris, I have not seen any of your shows which I regret but my neice has." "Really? Hannibal I presume." Marty nodded. "yes. My sister was going and her husband was going out so my Neice had nowhere to go, so she took her with her. When she saw the poster La Carlotta she really didn't want to go, she doesn't like Opera. But when she saw you and not Carlotta she was relieved." Chrisitne smiled broadly. "Monsiuer I must inform you that that was my only good performance." "How come?" "well the second one "Il Muto" A man got hanged. And the third well I think you know what happened…" Marty shook his head. "No. I do not." Christine raised her eyebrow. "Sure you were, you were just there. The Opera Was entitled Don Juan triumphant. It started out well until Don Juan who was originally played by Ubaldo Piangi, was now replaced with The Phantom. I just went along with it, although scared to the bone. He then started to sing to me, me not the character I was playing. With out thinking I tore off his mask revealing his true self to the audience." Marty stared at her as if waiting for her to continue.
"Furious he took me down to his underground lair and almost killed my fiancé and threatned me. I got him to let me and my fiancé go by kissing him. Then after we left I realized that I could not leave him, after all he had done. For me. I left my fiancé and went to him only to come back to see you and your men surrounding him, but he didn't move. He just stood there, and let you shoot him." Christine let a tear fall down her cheek at the sad memory that only happened an hour ago.
"So your basically telling me that I shot the man you love?" Christine nodded. "I'm sorry." he said. And he meant it, although he knew he had to kill this man, this girl truly loved him and he couldn't bear it if he separated a girl from the man she loves. "Marty?" Marty made a "hmm" noise. "Do you really think he's going to be alright." He looked down at the girl who was looking up at him hope filling her eyes. He couldn't answer that question. He couldn't answer her, knowing that there was a good chance he could die. He was saved from answering that when the doctor came in. Marty stood up and went over to the doctor. "How is he?" The doctor sighed. "The bullet was inserted deep in his chest and it was very close to the heart." Marty nodded as if saying "and.." "but, i think he has a good chance of living. If we treat him with care." Marty smiled. "Thank you." He looked over to Christine who was on the verge of having a panic attack he went over to her and knelt down. "He should be fine." Christine squealed and hugged marty for no apparent reason. After she let go of Marty she ran to the doctor. "can I see him?" she asked eagerly. The doctor nodded. "yes. But he is still unconscious." Christine nodded but was still happy to go into the room. The doctor showed her to the room and she went in. She slowly walked to him, and stopped when she was next to his bed. He looked so peaceful just laying there, his chest rising up and down showing that he indeed was alive. She reached out and stroked the side of his cheek, the good one. "oh angel." She whispered. "Christine?" Christine heard a voice behind her she turned and saw Marty standing there with a chair. "I thought you might like this." Christine smiled and nodded. "Thank you Marty" Marty nodded and brought the chair over to her. "there you are." He set it down and christine sat down in it. She yawned, now that She knew he was alive she could sleep peacefully. She rested her head down on the bed, right next to him. "Good night Christine." Marty whispered. "good night Marty." Christine said when she heard him say that. Marty smiled, yes he was definatly growing quite fond of this girl. He left the room, to leave christine and her lover alone.
A/n: He will live…Hopefully…o0o0o0o0. who knows what im going to do. Only people who really know who I am will know. Yuppers so Review! PLEASE! Review!