Raoul had the feeling that something was very wrong. He didn't quite know what it was. He wanted to see Christine so he went to the Opera house. But he didn't see her, and no one could tell him where she was. Last time they had seen her she was with Raoul. Raoul wondered if she had gone to see Mama Valerious. It seemed likely. So he went to visit her. But all she said was that Cristine was with the Angel of Music, in heaven.. Raoul was not convinced.
Erik at a loss for what to do, sang softly to Christine. When he saw no change he began to loose hope. But then her eyes fluttered open! Yes, Christine opened her eyes. Erik looked at Christine with tears in his eyes. Then Christine squezed his hand, ever so lightly. Erik's heart gave a happy flutter.
"Christine, how do you feel?" Erik asked.
"Erik, it's very hot in here. And I'm very hungry." Christine replied barley above a whisper. Erik jumped up.
"Yes, I will get you something right away! Oh, Christine, I'm so happy that your alright!" Erik said. Then he rushed out of the room to get Christine something to eat. Christine sat up in bed, propped up on her elbows. Her eyes scanned the room, and saw a door she hadn't noticed before. She didn't have the strength to get out of bed, so she would have to ask Erik about it when he returned. Speaking of the devil, Erik walked in at that moment with a plate of hot food.
"Thank-you Erik. What is that room over there?" Christine said as Erik walked over.
"That room, you shall never see. It is the torture chamber. I never want to see you in there. There is only one key and it is in the bag of Life and Death. The door remains locked at all times." Erik said. He set the plate down on the nightstand next to the bed. He gently grabbed Christine's arms and lifted her to a sitting position. Then he handed her the plate. Christine ate quickly. Erik still worried about her sat by the bed.
"What is the bag of Life and Death?" Asked Christine curiously.
"I can't tell you that Christine. Please don't ask again. It is not somewhere I want you to be. Are you feeling any better?"
"Much, thank-you Erik. I'm sorry about last night."
"You shouldn't be. It is a lot for a child to bear. You have every right to cry." Christine nodded and smiled at Erik. "Tell me when you want to return to the Opera house, and I will take you."
"Not yet. I want to build my strength first. I don't know what happened."
"I don't know either, but it happened quickly. I'm just glad that you're well."
"I am too." Christine said. Then she and Erik sat silent for awile. "I am ready to return."
"Yes." Erik got up and lifted Christine out of the bed. "There is an Opera in two days. I hope you get a part." Erik set Christine on her feet, but Christine was still faint, so Erik lifted her up again. They did not say a word while Erik rowed the boat across the lake. But when they got to the other side, Erik asked some questions.
"Who is that boy that you were running with last night?" Erik asked.
"Raoul de Chagney. I have known him for a long time. He is like a brother to me. Nothing more." Christine said.
"Please promise me you won't see him outside the Opera house." Erik begged.
At this Christine became wary. "Why Erik?"
"I am concerned for your safety, and the saftey of others." Erik said coldly. Christine became instantly afraid of Erik again. "Promise me!"
"I-I promise Erik." Christine said.
"Good. You're mine Christine, mine."
Christine said nothing on the way up the Communist's road, but Erik sang. He sang the happiest songs he knew. For Erik was happy. Christine knew that she belonged to him, that she could love no other. Erik knew she would be happy as his daughter. He just knew it.
A/N: Yeah, my chapters have been short lately. This is because I am played for time. My mother does not have a computer, and my teacher is a hateful person. She won't let me in the Computer lab to write this anymore. I'll update as often as possible. Thanks for bearing with me.