Angela woke up to a familiar face staring over her. She couldn't believe it, Charlie was supposed to be dead; she had gone to his funeral. Angela, forgetting about her injuries, tried to sit up but fell back down onto the bed, crying.

"Hey how's my baby sister" Charlie croaked, as he was choking back his tears. He immediately, lifted his sister up and hugged her, and she hugged him back.

"But how—" she couldn't finish, she was in shock, all these years and she had never known her brother was alive.

"I was never really dead, it was another person lying there in the coffin" Charlie gave her a smile and wiped her tears away. "I had too, I was apart of the Mailitia fending back the Loyalists, I couldn't tell you and Anna because I was so worried you would get hurt" he said.

"What about Anna, did you find her," Angela said with a pleading look in her eyes.

"Angel, I'm sorry she died about a week after you got away," Charlie said. By this time tears were streaming down Angela's face, it couldn't be true.

James was sitting in box 4 watching rehearsal; he had scored a job as a set builder so he was able to stay. Christine de Changy had disappeared once again and hadn't come back so the Vitcome was worried sick. Everyone said it was because Christine stills lover her Phantom and was angry with her husband for hiring an assassin to finish the job Angela wasn't able to. Luckily the Assassin had been Angela's supposedly dead brother Charlie. This didn't make any sense, Christine hadn't gone through with her plan, how could Charlie be alive and where was Collin?

Erik woke in a puddle of blood; he slowly tried to get up but no luck. He this time just sat up and leaned agents the wall closest to where Angela had been sleeping. He had almost forgot Angela what had he done with her. Erik using all the strength he possibly had left in his body jumped up and looked to where she was. He almost expected to find her corps there but no, just the empty sheets the assassin had taken her up to the Opera House. Erik sat down on the bed, anger boiling inside of him, no matter what he was going to get Angela back.

Angela cried herself back to sleep, no matter how hard she had become over the years, it all seem to melt away. Charlie never left her side; he was there holding her and kissing her forehead the whole time. Angela couldn't handle the shock of the detail about her sister's death.

"She was raped and then thrown into the Thames River in England, they found her body 3 days later" Charlie had said an hour before. Charlie also told her he had buried her back in America, next to their mother and father.

"Angela, in trouble?" the man said with confusion.

"Yes, she wants you back, she needs you back" Christine said with fake urgency. After all her searching she found a man who had purposed to that Hunter when she was 18. The Hunter refused and the man, named Allen, had been looking for her ever since.

"Alright let's go" Allen said and got into a carriage with this mysterious Christine de Changy.

After Angela had fallen asleep, Charlie gave his sister one last kiss on the forehead and left. He walked down the flight of stairs leading from his sister's room. As soon as he got down an ear piercing screech filled the Opera House and one of the set pieces fell on the cast member named Carlotta.

"Where are you stupid boy" Carlotta screeched and James suddenly appeared.

"What do you want you old hag" James spat at her.

"How dare you--you little tramp" She yelled at him.

"Shut up, all you do is yell at everyone well stuff it up your ass" James screamed and went back to where he came from.

"He's upset about Angela" a voice said from behind Charlie, it was Madam Giry.

"Why? What happened" Charlie questioned.

"She was safe down there with the Phantom, she was in no way unhappy with him" she said.

"She was with a madman," Charlie said sounding like an ignorant child.

"You don't know him like I do, like she did, like James does" Madam Giry said with a stomp of her stick she used for teaching and walked off.

Erik bandaged himself up and went to find where Angela was. He stormed up through one of the secret passages was, almost getting caught because of how loud he was. He first looked around the Opera House but she was nowhere to be found. Then he checked all the mirror passages he had and sure enough there she was, in the last mirror he had ever set up. She was sound asleep, he opened the mirror door and walked in. he went over to her and examined her face, it was tear stained but beautiful still. He brushed back a strand of hair from her face and quickly exited the room.

' Now to find that assassin' Erik thought as he entered box 5. He entered and saw James sitting on the floor, looking angry and sad.

"What's the matter?" Erik said with a small smile. James looked up with a smile, and stood up.

"Well your assassin is a liar, he said you were dead" James laughed and it was evident it was fake.

"It will take more than that to kill me," Erik said.

"Well Angela hasn't heard, but he is upset" James said.

"I can tell, about what?" Erik asked.

"She just found out Anna's dead and the way she died" James said biting his lower lip. "Ok I've been keeping this in for a while, but what is your name?"

"Erik, just Erik" he said.

"I though you were dead?" Charlie's voice said from the entrance to the box, and there he was holding a gun.

"Charlie don't you dare" James hissed.

"Ok kid, how do you know my name" Charlie said looking at James.

"Because he's not the enemy, he doesn't want to hurt Angela" James smiled both Erik and Charlie looked at one another then back at James.

"I'm listening" Charlie said as James began to tell them both about Christine's plan.