"Well its true," she answered, "I was alone at home, and walked into the kitchen where I found the mirror between the labyrinth and Christine's room in the middle of the room, I opened it, went through, and here I am."

Erik raised his eyebrows, "I assume you were wearing your current outfit at the time?" he asked, Adriana blushed,

"Uh, yeah, sort of,"

Erik looked amused, "Sort of?"

"I was playing," she snapped, "I wanted to check if it still fit."

"I'd say it does," Erik muttered, Adriana looked at him,

"What?"

"Nothing,"

"Oh,"

They looked at one another for a moment, finally, Adriana spoke,

"So what happens now?" she asked tentatively, Erik looked up from his secret musings.

"I suppose I should return you," he answered with a sigh, heaving himself out of his chair."

"Do I have to go?" Oops, that was out before she could stop it, Adriana flushed. Erik stared,

"You want to stay?" he asked softly, his baritone rumble sent shivers down her spine.

"Yes," she answered in a very tiny voice. Erik threw back his head and laughed, a mocking sound that rolled around the tiny cavern that was his current home.

"Tell me, my dear, do you even know who I am?" he chuckled grimly. Adriana wanted to roll her eyes, but decided now wasn't the time.

"Yes" she answered simply, Erik stopped laughing.

"Why?" he snarled, suddenly on his guard, Adriana shrugged her bare shoulders,

"Because I've heard you sing," She closed her eyes as if listening to some lost memory, "And when you do, there is nothing else that matters."

Erik stared, he was doing that a lot lately,

"What?" he was asking a lot of questions too. How could she have heard...oh, Don Juan Triumphant...wait! She said she was from the future, but then how?... he shook his head, the thoughts were making his head spin.

"How can you have heard me sing?" he demanded, "What did I sing? And for that matter, how did you now it was me?"

In reply, Adriana closed her eyes and opened her mouth,

"Past, the point of no return,

No going back now,

Our games of make believe are at an end"

"Anyone could have heard that and sung it to you," Erik raged, cutting her off, al the while, a tiny part of his mind noticed that though her voice was definitely in the alto range, she could, and did hold the notes properly. Adriana opened her eyes and glared at him, "Fine then," she snapped, putting her hands on her hips, "If you want the truth, in my time you are famous, you are adored, and there are several thousand girls severely devoted to you because of your voice. And if you don't believe me because I'm singing your masterpiece perhaps I should try something different. This time she sang a different song, a song that sent Erik back to one of his darkest, and most tragic memories.

"Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams,

Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before

Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar

And you'll live as you've never lived, before."

Erik was stunned, only one girl had ever heard that song and Christine wouldn't tell anyone, he knew that. Lord knew she had shut the door on that part of her life when she went with the Vitcome and turned away from music forever. Adrian stopped singing,

"That enough proof for you?" she asked, stubbornly, Erik shook his head.

"I'll have to see it before I believe it," he said, "If your telling the truth, then perhaps your portal will still be open, and we shall see how truthful you really are." He grabbed her arm and started to tow her through the corridors to the path to Christine's former dressing room.

"Hey..." Adriana yelped as his grip tightened, he looked back at her in disgust, "Afraid you secret will be found out?" he snarled, she wrenched her arm free.

"Not really, seeing as it's the truth anyway, but you could at least have the decency to let me walk properly before I break an ankle," she glared at him, then her mouth twisted into a smirk, "I may just do that anyway so you can carry me instead."

Erik wished he had his lasso, he definitely felt like punjabbing someone.

"How do I know you wont disappear?" he groaned inwardly, his question sounded pathetically weak even in his own ears. Adriana rolled her eyes, and he realised she had left her mask behind,

"Please Erik, I'm a phangirl, you'd have more luck trying to get your managers to open their wallets than getting rid of me that easily."