Woohoo! More reviews! (dances with joy)I love you people! Thank you!It's great to hear that my writing has improved in a couple of short months! (squee!) Okay, soI made another story, it's called Twist of Fate, a little project of mine that I don't know if I will pursue. Anyways, that doesn't mean that I have left A Memory's Phantom alone, not by a long shot. Wedding will be coming up soon,so don't worry. As for Erik's chapter, depending on how fastI go, (it's been taking me days to write it, i don't know why) I will upload it soon. It is chapter fourty-two, by the way if anyone is interested. Okay, here is chapter Fourty:

Changes

Erik said he would go, which Christine was grateful for. He even dropped her off at the small airport. But she wouldn't tell him about her going on a private jet alone with Raoul. She couldn't find the courage.

Erik and Christine arrived there earlier than she had to be. He had parked the car far away from the plane, but enough to see that the small plane wasn't even open.

"Meg has private planes on her back and call now?" Erik asked jokingly.

Christine laughed. "She will soon, she's marrying Philippe, he'll do anything to please her."

"Then he is a fool in love," Erik said taking her hand and planting a kiss on her knuckles. "My, my Christine, he must really like you if he's sending a private plane for you."

Christine bit her bottom lip. "Well, you see, the plane isn't really just for me."

"Oh?" Erik asked interested.

Christine nodded. "Raoul and I are going to be on that plane."

Erik just blinked.

Chrisitne raised her eyebrow. Were was his anger?

"By ourselves," she elaborated. "Alone."

Erik only nodded.

Christine looked at him confused. "You aren't angry? Jealous?"

Erik smiled as if laughing at a private joke. "Why would I be jealous? I trust you."

It was Christine's turn to look at him and just blink. "You're not going to go off like a raving lunatic and try to kill him or anything?"

Erik shook his head.

Christine sat back in her seat. "Y-you've really changed."

"Would you like me to get my lasso?"

Christine laughed dryly. "Ha-ha. I thought that I don't know you'd- I don't know, blow a gasket or something."

Erik smiled. "My fury shall be unleashed when you leave."

"Don't try to make me feel better," Christine said crossing her arms.

Erik laughed. "You really are something." He took her hands and kissed them. "I trust you Christine, I know that nothing will happen."

Christine sighed. "And to think I put off telling you."

Erik looked at the plane. "Looks like they're ready to go."

Christine looked and saw that a black Navigator pulled up next to the plane. Two men got out. One she recognized as Raoul and the other as Gary, his chauffer.

Gary went to his truck and got his luggage as two men got out of the open plane. They had to be the pilot and co-pilot, she could tell by the uniform. As Gary got on the plane and put the luggage away, Raoul stayed outside talking into a cell phone.

Christine rolled her eyes. "Some things never change."

"Come on," Erik said as he got out of the car.

Christine followed suit and he got the luggage from out of the trunk of his car. They walked to the plane and halfway there Christine stopped. "You know what? I can just walk there by myself unless…"

Erik raised an eyebrow. "You don't want him to see me?"

Christine smiled. "It's not that I don't want him to know that we're together but-"

"You're afraid that he might do something like call the police on me?"

Christine didn't know what to say except that he was right.

He sighed and gave her the luggage.

"Please don't be mad, Erik," Christine pleaded. "I'm just trying to save us some trouble."

He smiled. "I know."

"I'll call you when I get there."

He nodded.

Seeing that Erik still felt insecure about leaving her with Raoul she got on her toes and kissed him. He kissed her back and held on to her until she pulled back. "Will you be there?"

He kissed her again. "I shall try."

Placing her head on his chest, she sighed. "I love you."

He kissed her again. "Go on, get going."

That, she did. She walked to the plane with her luggage in her hands and didn't stop until the pilot asked her is she was Christine Daaé. She confirmed it and he got on the plane, starting the engines.

She waited outside with Raoul.

Raoul had changed so much from the last times she had seen him. He still chatted away on his cell phone with was now firmly attached to his ear. His eyes looked sunken in, his hair was slicked back like always and he appeared to be hunchbacked. He would slouch over what he was doing, which at the present time was yelling into his cell phone.

He was dressed as always, in a suit that had to be at least more than what she could afford. When he finished yelling at his cell phone, he stuffed it into his pocket and took a long drag from his cigarette.

Christine coughed when he exhaled which made him turn to her.

"Christine," he said taking another puff. "I didn't know you made it."

Christine nodded trying not to swallow the smoke. "Been here a while, actually."

He placed the cigarette to his lips and inhaled. "Captain said he's ready to take off."

"Good," Christine said nodding. She looked at him curiously. "When did you start smoking?"

He threw the cigarette on the floor and crushed it with his loafers. "About twenty minutes after we broke up." He started towards the plane. "Let's go."

Christine followed him and took the bags with her on the plane, noticing how much Raoul de Chagny had changed.

Raoul is smoking now, oooh...(slaps self) I'll stop now. i wouldn't mind killing him off but you know, there has to be drama and believe me (rubs hands together in glee) there WILL be drama. Some of you thought that Erik screamed at Christine in the last chapter, maybe I didn't word it right, but he didn't. He was just trying to make her understand that he would never hurt her. No yelling and no, Asia1st I won't break them up. Erik and Christine (in my opinion) belong together. So, there.
Anyhoo, thank you for all your great reviews again and the new revieweres like LadyQ. It's good to know that my stories are worth reading in one sitting. (I've been reading Erik: The Vampire Hunter, and my ass hurts, the story is really, really good) Okay, I'm gonna go now and finish my not-so-little chapter of Erik's POV.
Next, Chapter XLI (that's roman numerals for 41, i think): Memory Lane