Hey all. . .Thanks for all the lovly reviews. I have started on a new story and posted the first chapie. It's called The Infamous Opera Ghost, it's E/OW. Anyway do you think this chapter moves to fast? I'm not to sure.

Chapter 16 "A Dream"

"Christine?"

"Erik? Is that you?"

"Yes Come on before he finds you." I sat up in my bed and walked towards the open door. As I pasted over the threshold, darkness took over my surroundings.

"Erik I can't see anything. Where are you?"

"Here Christine. I am over here." I followed the sound of his voice and quickly found my self face to face with a masked man. I grabbed his hand and he lead me towards the front door but before we could escape he stopped I heard a loud bang and then Erik let out a cry of pain. He quickly fell to the floor and I noticed Henri turning the gun from Erik's direction to mine.

I screamed but no one seemed to here me

"Help!" I heard him loading the gun once more. I ordered my legs to move but they did not respond. I uttered a cry of help one more time before he pulled the trigger. The gun went off.

My head shot up from the soft down pillow. 'Oh thank god. It was only a dream.' I smiled at my self for being so simple minded. 'But it felt so real' I turned on the gas lamp next to me then laid back down. Sweat beads had gathered on my fore heard and my hair was tousled and frizzy. The bed looked quite unmade, but I paid no attention to it. I looked at the clock on the table it read 3:08. That meant that Erik was coming today. Finally You and I would be reunited. Finally Freedom, Light, Love, Happiness, and You would all be apart of my life again, and not a dream. My heart skipped a beat at the thought of being in your arms again.

As I laid in bed thinking about returning to you I heard a loud banging sound out in the hallway. 'Who would be up at this hour?' I wrapped my robe around me and quietly opened the door. The light in the hallway was off, but someone was in the music room. I hastily walked down the hallway. As I reached the music room, Henri stopped and looked at me. His surroundings messy and disheveled, his eyes wet with tears. I looked at him in shock and pity.

"Monsieur…. Are you alright?"

"Christine? Why did she leave me?" I assumed he was talking about his late wife. "She was so happy and healthy then she was gone." Tears had started to rushed from his eyes and had started to gather in mine.

"She… I…" I could not think of anything to make him feel better. I knew nothing would help the matter. "I understand how you are feeling."

"How could you possibly know what I am feeling?" He said almost yelling

"Because I to am separated from my beloved!" I yelled back. His face immediately softened. He seemed to come to realization of what he had put me through.

"Oh Christine…. I…." He stopped and seemed to be thinking about something, then tears fell faster from his eyes. He looked back in my direction and said "Christine I am truly sorry…. Go to him. Leave me and go to him." I stood and stared at him in shock. Surly this was not another one of my dreams. But it was not, I could feel the warmth in my tears as they trickled down my cheek. He looked back up to me then yelled:

"Christine leave!" That was the final encouragement I needed. I turned and ran down the hall to my room. I grabbed the nearest pair of shoes then headed to the front door. I flung open the door and took off down the dark street. 'I truly was not expecting those words to come from his lips. But they had, I was free. I could go home.' But before I went home I stopped dead in my tracks. 'Erik?' I thought 'he will surly come looking for me.' I cast the thought out of my mind when I thought of you again.

I had ran almost all the way to Philippe's home when I felt my legs start to burn. My breathing became harder. Sweat caressed my fore head, and my body felt like it was on fire. I slowed to a walk, and staggered myself the rest of the way.

When I finally made it to the door, I was apprehensive of knocking. Surly everyone was asleep, I would not want to wake them. But I would take the risk, I could see you again. I tapped on the door lightly and to my surprise I heard foot steps coming almost immediately. The door flung open and you stood before me. You looked tired but as if you had not slept in a while. Your eyes were blood shot and your clothes worn. You looked in almost disbelief in who was standing before you.

"Christine?" You asked

Arn't I evil, well I wanted to make sure it was okay so far. Is it? please review. . .I need to know if that was good or bad.

Okay thanks,

Toodles

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