When Erik got to his lair, he tenderly put Christine down on his bed, and watched over her until she woke up. When Christine finally did wake up, she had a pounding headache, and could hardly open up her left eye it was so swollen.

"Here." Erik said, pressing a moist cloth against her eye.

"Thanks." Christine replied, smiling at him. "Ouch." She frowned, touching her split lip softly. "I hope that bastard gets what's coming to him."

"Don't worry, the guns took care of him." Erik smirked, referring to his fists.

"Oh well, thank god." Christine smiled, and leaned forward to kiss Erik.

"I know something that will get your mood up." Erik winked, and disappeared from Christine's sight. Christine held the cloth against her eye, and was pleasantly shocked when Erik jumped back into view a couple of seconds later, with his cape wrapped tightly around his body.

"Hey, would you look at that." Christine said, as Erik let go of his hold on the cape. "You're not wearing anything under there."

"I'm too sexy for my cape, too sexy for my cape, so sexy it hurts." Erik chanted, unfastening his cape, and throwing it at Christine's face. Christine started laughing, and Erik began to take his mask off. "I'm too sexy for my mask, too sexy for my mask, so sexy it hurts." He flung it over his head, and with a splash, it landed in his lake.

"Nooo!" He screamed, diving into the lake. "My mask." He cried, holding it up in the air. "My first unfeeling scrap of clothing is wet and dirty." His mask was dripping with strange yellow water. Erik stood up, and lovingly wrapped his mask up in a piece of fabric that was randomly lying around. As Erik slowly walked towards her, Christine excitedly threw the cloth on the floor, grabbed Erik's neck, and pulled him towards her.

A couple of hours later, Erik decided to check up on Raoul.

"Just to see what the pansy's up to." He told himself, as he pulled on some pants. When he first stepped outside, a young girl stared at him, before screaming, and running off.

"Still got it." Erik told himself, pulling up his shirt collar. He strutted down the street, and a few paces later, a woman gave him a dirty look, and quickly walked off. "Yea, that's right lady, go piss yourself." Erik smirked at her, and slid his hands over his face. "Oh god." Erik yelled in horror. "I forgot to put my mask on!" He swished his cape over his face, and continued on his way to Raoul's house.

Over at his house, Raoul was a mess. He was throwing things around, in a senseless rage. He even tried on one of Christine's dresses to make him feel better, but it didn't work. He flopped onto their bed, crying shamelessly.

"Christine!" He cried, burying his head into his pillow.

"What are you doing?" A voice asked Raoul. Raoul turned around to see Erik looking at him from outside the window.

"What are you doing?" Raoul growled at Erik.

"I just thought that I'd see how the rapist was handling things." Erik smiled at Raoul.

"I am not a rapist!" Raoul snarled at Erik, balling his hands into little balls.

"Yea, well, your face is." Erik shot back, at a loss of what to say.

"Your face." Raoul muttered, looking at Erik's deformed face with disgust.

"Bitch." Erik yelled, covering up his right side of his face. He was about to run off, when he smelled something quite tasty. "Oohh." Erik smiled, leaning in towards Raoul.

"What is that I smell?"

Raoul smirked, and held out his arm.

"It's my cologne. You like?"

"Oh yea!" Erik exclaimed, grabbing Raoul's arm, and sniffed it deeply. "Is that peaches 'n cream?"

"Mmhmm." Raoul nodded vigorously, feeling proud of himself. For a moment, Erik stood there, sniffing Raoul's arm. He looked up, and stared at Raoul. After a awkward pause, Erik quickly dropped Raoul's arm.

"I should be going." He muttered, and quickly turned around. "Whoa." Erik exclaimed, not looking where he was going, and he accidentally fell out of the tree.

Feeling thoroughly distressed, Raoul flopped back onto his bed, and fell asleep.

Two maids, standing in the doorway into Raoul's bedroom and witnessed Raoul's whole crying scene.

"I think he's finally gone crazy." The blonde one said nonchalantly, randomly dusting the wall.

"Yea, good thing I slept with him before his insanity kicked in." The brunette said, twirling a piece of hair between her fingers.

"You slept with Raoul?" The blonde one asked. "Was he good?"

"Oh, Liz a lady never tells." The brunette giggled.

"Yea, so tell me about it."

For the next couple of weeks, Christine and Erik lived in perfect harmony, and Erik kept spying on Raoul, for reasons he couldn't explain to himself. After living with Christine for a month, Erik left his lair to do some errands, and came back to find a pale faced Christine sitting on the floor.

"Oh god." Erik said, dropping some food on the floor of his lair. "Is this the part in our love story when you dump me, because you know I've been spying on your husband?" After a short pause, Erik quickly said, "which I haven't been, by the way."

Christine stared at him, and managed to say, "No, this is the part when I say I think I'm pregnant."