A/N: Okay, I gave this chapter two names. It's either called 'Watch It Burn' or 'Letting Go'. You can call it whichever you choose, but it's basically about Christine getting rid of everything Cameron - ish in her lair.

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A month later, Francois came to visit Christine in her lair.

When he first arrived, he didn't see her. He knew, however, that she wasn't gone, because the gondola was still on the shore of the lake. He glanced around. "Christine?"

"I'm in here!" he heard her reply.

"Where is 'here'?"

"Cameron's old room."

He rose and walked over to Cameron's room. He then saw her standing at Cameron's dresser, pulling out his clothes. Other things were scattered along the floor.

"What on earth are you in here for?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. "I didn't think you wanted anything more to do with Monsieur Luc."

She tossed Cameron's shirts onto the floor and closed the drawer. "I don't. That's exactly why I'm in here... I'm getting rid of all of his clothes, his papers... everything of his besides furniture."

He nodded. "Very good, dear. I'm proud of you. What exactly do you plan on doing with all of his items, then?"

"Follow me, and you'll find out." She picked up the pile of Cameron's items that she'd thrown onto the floor and walked out into the main part of the lair. He followed her.

Then she dropped all of Cameron's items onto the floor and stood there for a moment. She sighed. "All right - let's get this over with."

She walked over to one of the many candleabras and picked up one of the candles, which was lit. Then she walked back over to the main part of the lair, where Cameron's items were. She took a deep breath, then dropped the candle onto the items.

His eyes widened. "Wow, Christine," he murmured. "I didn't have any idea that you'd ever do such a thing -"

"If I plan on getting rid of these bloody things, I can't think of a better way to do it than to burn them." She stared at the fire, a slow smile starting to come to her face. Then she closed her eyes and titled her head back, sighing happily. "This is wonderful... I'm not going to need any of those items again; Cameron's never coming here again."

He nodded. "Good for you, dear. I'm glad that you're letting go of all of this mess."

She smiled and sighed. "Me, too."