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Chap.4

Peter stayed silent for the rest of the story, He positively knew that Jacquie's mother was talking about his father. He listened to the story, and Jacqui kept looking over to him as her mother was talking and smiled at him. He, being nice, smiled in return. They were best friends and have been since that day in the park. But Peter was developing feelings that were new to him, He thought he was developing, ah what was that word….oh yes a crush for his best friend. It was odd, very odd.

"and then he finally let me go. He told me to leave him and take Raoul. He also told me to never tell anyone of this. After I freed your father and went up to him and gave him the ring back, then he sang to me, with tears welling up in his eyes, "Christine I love you." I left him, having a loss for words. We left the lair, never to return again."

Jacqui looked like she was about to cry. "Mother…did he really love you?" 'he did, Jacquie. Yes he did.' Peter thought to himself. "I think so, Jacqui." Jacqui looked up at her father, he looked very nervous. "Father…do you not like to hear this story." Raoul sighed and walked over to his daughter. "Listen…me and your mother are still both very uncomfortable about that whole incident. We just needed to tell you about it." Jacqui nodded understandingly. "Peter. You haven't said anything? Is everything alright?" Peter looked up when he heard his name. "huh? Oh…yes, I am alright." Peter said with a soft smile. "are you sure?" Jacquie wondered. "yes Jacqui." Jacqui smiled. "good. Mother would it be alright if we went to the park?" Jacquie said getting up. Christine smiled, she knew her daughter was starting to like this young man. Christine thought it was sweet, and just like her and Raoul.

"of course." Jacqui smiled again, "thank you mother!" she hugged Christine then ran out the door with Peter behind her.

"come on!" Jacqui yelled back at him. Peter finally cought up with her. They reached the park in a matter of a few minutes. They were out of breath because they ran the whole way. "well that's good exercise." Peter nodded in agreement. They both sat down on a bench to catch their breath. "I know something was wrong in there. Please tell me?" Jacqui pleaded. Peter looked up at her, then looked straight ahead. "Jacqui…I think it's about time you met my father." Jacqui's face lit up. "really?" Peter nodded. Jacqui squeled and stood up. "so come on!" Peter sighed, nervous about bringing her to the lair that her mother just described very well.

They came to the Opera Populaire. "what are we doing here?" Jacqui asked. "It's…umm.. where I live." Peter explained quietly. "you live here?" Peter nodded. "come on." He gave her his hand, and she took it. There was that spark again, that spark her felt whenever she touched him. Peter smiled at her then started to walk into the abandoned(or so everyone thought) building. Workers did come in every know and then and fixed up the place, it was almost good as knew. Well after 15 years it should be almost done, in fact it should be done. But the workers were still scared that the Opera Ghost still haunted this place, so they only went in often. All the debris were cleared and everything was almost all rebuilt.

He led her to her mother's dressing room. He hoped that she didn't recognize it. "This room is beautiful. Do you know what it is." Jacqui asked, amazed by the sight. "No, I know it leads to my home but, other than that no." Peter lied. He never did that, not to her and definatly not to his father. so then he didn't lie. He led her to the mirror bordered with gold. Jacqui gasped. "it's glorious." She gaped. "yes it is isn't it." He slid it open. "come, it is dark. you must stay close." Peter was leading her down the hallway just as the Phantom did to Christine, except he wasn't singing. "this is creepy." Jacqui said, she seemed clueless as to where she was. Her mother surely clearly explained about this hallway, didn't she? They reached the lake, and there was the boat waiting for them. Now peter could see a little realization on her face. He sat her down in the boat and started to push them along. Peter going in and out of the lair for several years knew how to open it from the outside. As he was rowing there was a button on the bottom of the lake, he pressed it with the pole and the gate opened slowly. Jacqui looked around amazed. He stopped the boat at the shore and got out. He walked u pthe stairs. "well this is my home." Jacqui stood up. "wow." Was all she said. "now let me go see if my father is home." Peter looked around, in and out of curtains, When suddenly he heard a scream…a girl's scream…Jacqui's scream.

He raced out to see his father just standing there looking at her and Jacqui staring back at him. And to his surprise she started to laugh. Peter sighed in relief. "Father." His father looked up at him, his expression still the same. "Oh good heavens peter….you're father scared me! Just appearing out of nowhere!" she said still laughing. "Peter?" The Phantom spoke. "father this is Jacqui. And this is my father." the Phantom looked down at the young girl who was still laughing then he started to walk toward his son. "Peter. May I speak to you a moment." Peter nodded and followed his father into his room.

"How dare you bring her here!" The Phantom scolded. "I'm sorry. I knew her parents for so long I just thought that it would only be fair if I introduced her to you." Peter explained, watching his father pace back and forth. "well we could have arranged something outside of the Opera Populaire! Why did you have to bring her here! What if she realized this is the Phantom of the Opera's lair! Hmm did you ever think of that." Peter sighed. "yes…actually I did." The Phantom raised his eye brows. "And you still brought her here?" Peter nodded. "Im sorry." The Phantom sighed and placed a hand on his son's shoulder. "you are forgiven. Now…let me meet your friend."

Jacqui waited patiently right outside the lake. Peter's father didn't seem to nice, so she didn't want to snoop around. Although she was very curious. Soon enough they came out again, Peter's father right behind him. "sorry for that." The Phantom said. "I needed to have a little talk with my son… no worries." For the first time, Jacqui realized Peter's father had a mask on. (slow little girl isn't she?) she didn't want to ask, she was afraid of him. (what else is new?) "it's alright." She replied. "alright then." The Phantom clapped his hands together. "let's have a talk…I want to meet this friend that I hear so much about."

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