I dont own Phantom of the Opera...but I always wondered what would have happened if Christine had chosen Erik. So I decided to write my first fan fiction. This is what happened I think...

Christine walked down the catacombs of the basement of the Opera Populare. The treck made her remember the first time she was down here. Erik had looked at her with passion and love in his eyes. She could not get that image out of her head.

Did I make the right choice? She thought. Yes of course I did.

"Raoul," She reached out and tried to stop him.

"Yes," Raoul turned around. He had a 'we-need-to-keep-moving' look in his eyes.

Christine looked deep into Raouls eyes. She licked her lips. She could still taste Erik. She sighed happily. She leaned over and kissed Raoul. He took over the kiss making it passionate and deep. Christine pulled back. She had felt nothing.

"WHAT!" Raoul looked shocked.

Christine just looked at him. "I am sorry," she mouthed. "I love him" Raoul reached out, but his fingers grazed her arm.

"Christine!" He shouted

"I have to go" she hollared over her shoulder.

She rowed the small boat across the underground lake. When she reached Erik's lair she found it abandoned. The mirriors were broken. Erik's mask was held in Meg's hand.

"Meg! Where's Erik?"

"I don't know! He wasn't here when we arrived. Which is probably a good thing since all these people want to kill him."

Christine hurried around the world of unending night. She lit candles and called out his name.

"Christine?" a voice, muffled from behind a wall, called out to her.

Christine looked around her. No one else had appeared to have heard it.

"Erik?"

"Christine?"

Christine began to look through all the corners. She could hear him. She could feel him. He was here. Everyone else was talking amongst themselves. They never heard him calling for her. If she could keep it that way maybe she too could disappear.

"Erik where are you? Oh Erik."

"Look at your face in the mirrior...I am there inside." Christine gave a small smile in the mirrior. She should have known.

She walked over to the mirrior. Looking into it she saw him. He reached out and brushed her hair from her face. She walked forward and soon found herself in a dark damp hallway. Standing in front of her was Him. She reached out and touched his face lightly. He placed his face over hers closing his eyes.

"Oh Erik" she wiped a tear from her eyes. "I love you."

"I knew you would come back. I love you." He touched her face. She closed her eyes. He leaned in for a kiss. She kissed him back. She made him happy.

She could not believe that she had come back to him. She never should have left him. She knew that now. He never did anything that could hurt her. Raoul had placed her in deaths pathway. Making her perform that opera. She let go of all her thoughts as Erik swept her up in his strong arms.

"We need to go. They will find us." They took off down the hallway. Erik leading the way with a torch.She smiled. She was finally happy. She was with the man she loved.

Raoul walked the rest of the way out of the catacombs alone. He could not figure out what had happened. What does Erik have that I dont? I have money. I could give her a life she only dreamed of. What happened here. I should have the girl. I should have won in this. He brushed a lock of hair out of his face as he huffed. He would get her back. He knew he would.

Erik grabbed Christines hand as she followed him. He knew Raoul would be trying to get her back. He needed to protect her. He didnt know where to begin. They had to leave France.