A/N: I started this a little after midnight on New Year's because I couldn't get it out of my head and it is just really appealing for it to be in the story. I edited it later; I now have something to elaborate on. Yay!

I have a couple things I would like to make statements on. Firstly, yes I know that the Phantom's name is Erik but for the story's sake, Christine does not at this point in time. I apologize for some errors in details such as the colour of Erik's eyes and the amount of time that it took to clean up after the chandelier. If I remember correctly, in the book, they say his eyes were golden coloured, but in the movie, Gerard Butler had blue eyes. For this subject, I am going with the movie because like previously mentioned, this is my version for an alter ending. As for the amount of time to clean up after the chandelier, I had to somehow move it along, so that the managers could question Christine. I am sorry for these but I am only doing it in favor of the story. I hope I cleared up some details with that, and I thank everyone who took the time to inform me of my errors. I greatly appreciate it and I am trying to fix my mistakes.

Disclaimer: I don't own it, would be so amazing if I did.

Chapter V-The Night Visit

Firmin and André were so pleased with their success. They had a private party in order to celebrate. They were both sitting in their office, each at their own desk, hollering out drunken thoughts of random subjects. Firmin leaned back on his chair with his feet on the desk. He called musically, "Dear, André what a splendid performance…"

"…To the beginning of a brand new era." André finished the thought, sung along.

"Quite a night! I'm impressed!"

"Well, one does one's best…"

Both managers raised their champagne glasses, "Here's to us!"

André shouted, "The toast of all the city!"

"Such a pity that the Phantom wasn't there!" Firmin added.

They both fell silent and were deep in thought. The Phantom had always brought them some worry or amusement, but now that he was supposedly 'gone' there would be no more mystery in the Opera House. These strange occurrences have also given the theatre a reputation and without the Phantom, they would fail to keep it. These mystifying rumors have also given them publicity. They wondered if it would be the same without the strange happenings.

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On the other side of the building, Christine Daae was sleeping soundly in her room. Deep in the shadows, there was figure of a man, dressed in black was watching over her. He inched closer to her resting state and reached out his hand. He paused suddenly. She was so calm and peaceful that he didn't want to disturb her. One strand of her hair was gently hanging over her face. He tucked it behind her ear, and then he traced the contours of her flawless face.

She mumbled something incoherent about someone leaving her. She began to be uneasy. The Phantom knelt as he started to sing a lullaby softly. He kept stroking her face throughout the song, until she was once more at ease. He stood quietly then turned on his heels and left, leaving behind his signature rose.

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The next morning, Christine sat up quite suddenly. The dream that she had awakened from, left her disorientated between what was real and what wasn't. The voice of her beloved Phantom was still ringing in her ears as if he had been there with her recently. She knew that must have been just tricks of the mind because he was probably safely in hiding somewhere far away. She shuddered, 'but it felt so real,' and shook herself of the thought that he would come back when people were still looking about for him. In her heart, she longed for him to be closer but her mind reasoned that for his sake, he would be better off away from the Opera House. In her state of confusion, her head plopped back on her pillow and she pulled the covers over her head.

For most of the daytime hours, Christine remained in the privacy of her own quarters. She felt beside herself and would see no one. By nightfall, Raoul decided to go visit her. The visit was indeed short because she dashed off to rehearsals. She promised him that they would talk later but he sensed that something was troubling her. He tried to ask her about it but she would avoid the subject and insisted that everything was as it should be.

Just as Raoul departed from Mlle. Daae's room, his eye caught something. It was a delicate blood red single rose that HE had left behind on the previous night. Raoul had seen them in Christine's room every time he visited her. If she still got roses, that meant that the culprit was close by, closer by then expected. He walked away with a pleased and smug look.

A/N: I hope you all will be satisfied that Erik/ The Phantom is present in the chapter. He will be around a little bit more in other chapters I promise you… I am sorry if it's a bit short but I hope it will do...

A comment on the first bit, I did take it from the Masquerade track/part so if it sounds familiar that's why. I had it stuck in my head when I wrote it and so I just adapted new words into it. I hope it fits well…

I am just curious if anyone knows the answer but how does Erik get the roses anyways? I mean are they grown on the roof or something, or does he go out and pick them during the night. Or does Mme. Giry or someone else deliver it to him? Maybe I am taking this too literally but I always wondered. If you have any suggestions please do tell…

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