"God what is that" James cried with his hands over his ear.

"Carlotta" the Phantom said with a wince. Suddenly Madam Giry walked out of the curtained area.

"She is bandaged up and sleeping peacefully" she said "I will bring a change of cloths for her tomorrow morning".

"Thank you" the Phantom said and gave Madam Giry a slight bow.

"Young man, I think its time for you and I to leave" Madam Giry said and motioned for me to come with her.

"I would like to stay longer" James said almost pleading.

"Madam he can stay" the Phantom said quickly "he will be interesting company". James nodded with joy; he didn't really want to leave Angela alone, afraid the Phantom would change his mind. Madam Giry nodded and once again, pushed in a stone in the farthest wall in the lair and walked out the secret door.

"Alright, spit it out why are you helping Angela, why do you want me to stay" James persisted once more, and this time he wouldn't give up.

"You wont stop, will you" the Phantom sighed and placed his hands on a small table, that James had not seen due to all of the papers.

"No I want to know the reason, the true reason," James said.

"I told you boy, I don't know why I did it," the Phantom almost yelled. James finally accepted it and stopped talking about it.

Meanwhile Madam Giry had just got back up from Erik's lair, when she heard Christine

and Raoul talking.

"I don't want you to kill him Raoul" Christine

sobbed.

"Why not, he's a murder, he almost killed me, and he's killed others" Raoul pleaded with his wife. At this point, she was making no sense to him. "You still love him, don't you" Raoul growled.

"I don't know who or what I love any more" Christine sniffed as she began to cry harder.

"Christine listen to me, you need to get away from here. You know in your heart you don't love him" Raoul tried to convince his wife. Christine simply nodded and kept crying.

A rainy night, inside a small house, two sisters wait for their big brother to get home.

"Hey Angel, where is Charlie?"

"I don't know Anna"

"You think he's alright"

"I hope he is"

The night rolled on without a sound, until true terror began.

Angela gently opened her eyes, the pain was manageable, and she had had worse. She looked up at the stone ceiling, and let out a sigh. She hated being so weak; she was so used to staying strong for her family. 'But that was such a long time ago' Angela though, horrid pictures began to form in her head. If only she could have saved them, if only Charlie was their, if only she had been stronger. There was a lot of 'what if's' but it didn't matter now her family was lost; she would never see them again. All because she said that dreaded word yes. Angela, held back her tears as all she tried to forget came flooding back. Then, she heard James and the Phantom talking outside.

"So why where you in jail" the Phantom asked. Carlotta had stopped singing so they were able to hear.

"I stole and apple" James said somewhat embarrassed.

The Phantom laughed "is that what the police put people in jail for now, steeling apples"

"Well when you have been known to steel from vendors, I guess after so many times, they put you in jail" James sighed.

"What happened to your family?" the Phantom asked, now more interested.

"My father died before I was born and my mother hated me" James said, "she always said I got in the way of my older brother, that I was no good".

"I know the feeling" the Phantom said and there was an awkward silence. "So who did you and the bounty hunter become a team"?

"I don't know, I met her in jail, she was hired by that Vitcome guy and as she was coming out and I said I was her brother" James said.

"What about the bounty hunter, where did she come from" the Phantom said a little more interested in the hunter.

"I don't know anything about her, just her name" James said.

"Yet you say you care about her?" the Phantom said.

"She got me out of jail, she is teaching me how to fight, she's like my sister" James said in a low voice. There was another awkward silence, they both had family problems, and they both cared for someone. The Phantom didn't know it, but he did care for someone.

"I guess I better check on your friend, she's probably awake" the Phantom said and began to walk over to the curtained area. He pulled back the curtain and saw Angela lying there, wide-awake with her head facing the opposite direction of him. "How long have you been awake?" he said in amusement.

"Long enough" she replied simply.

"Could you be any more vague," he said with a smile.

"I could, but then again how vague do you want it" she said also with a small smile.

"You have quite the knack for mouthing off" he said and began to examine her wounds. Her clothes were practically torn off, because there was so much blood and so many wounds. Her shoulder was neatly bandaged as well as her left arm, she had injured in that struggling with the Phantom on the way down to his lair.

"And you have the knack for angering important but stupid people" Angela said.

"He's your employer and your calling him stupid?" the Phantom said with curiosity, and confusion

"If he was really smart, you would probably be dead and you and I wouldn't be having this conversation" Angela smiling at his confused look.

"Your too odd" he said shaking his head.

"And you're normal?" Angela said back.

"I never said I was" the Phantom said almost yelling.

Meanwhile James was almost rolling on the floor with laughter, they were both acting like children. James decided it would be best if he put a stop to it before anyone got hurt. He quickly ran up to where Angela and the Phantom were and, quickly came between the quarreling pair.

"I think Angela should rest more, you did cause her quite a lot of damage," James said quickly. The Phantom mumbled a few choice words and left. "So how are you feeling" James asked Angela.

"O other than the bloody wounds, the unbearable pain and I'm a bounty hunter getting help from the one I'm supposed to kill, I'm fine" Angela said with sarcasm dripping from her voice. "This isn't too good for my reputation you know," she said.

"Damn your reputation, your just lucky to be alive" James said and tried to resist the temptation to hug her, afraid he would hurt her.

"Well I think I better take your advice and get more rest, I've had worse wounds than this and believe me they get a lot worse" she smiled.

"Alright, I'll see you later" James said and left.