WOW, sorry about that long break. Well I decide that there is only going to be one or two more chapters in this story. Sorry the beginning might be a little choppy. Well here is the update!

Previously… Christine so confused and in pain did the only thing she could think of. "Erik! Erik, please help me. Raoul what are you doing? Erik help me" Those were her last words as Raoul hit her, hard. Then the darkness came and she welcomed it with open arms falling limp as Raoul dragged her to the bed…

As Raoul dragged her to the bed he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He was surprised to find that starring back was a mad crazed man. He moved to the mirror so quickly that he almost dropped Christine in the process. His gaze moved from his reflection to Christine's, then back to his again.

"What am I doing?" He asked himself over and over. He looked at Christine's face one last time and realized that he was just like the Phantom, what did she call him, Erik. He was crazy in love with her and almost hurt her in the process. He understood Erik's actions now, because he was feeling the same. He was mad, hurt, and then had a sudden fear, an overwhelming fear of losing her forever.

"I never wanted to hurt her, I never wanted to lose her." He didn't realize he said this out loud until the last words echoed throughout the room. He looked at her still unconscious form instantly deciding in his mind that he had lost, she wasn't his any more. When he really thought about it she never really was his, he only had a piece of her heart but now that piece was gone he thought.

He gently put her onto the bed, then wrote her note and put it right by her head, then left. Right before he left he took one more look at his childhood friend before walking out the door never intending to return the opera house. He caught a hansom and road back to his home with a heavy heart. He whispered her name as he watch the scenery go by him.

When Christine awoke she found herself in a strange bed with a black silk curtain around her. She continued to look at her surroundings as the memories of, what had transpired between her and Raoul, came flooding back to her, then suddenly she screamed. Right as she realized where she was Erik appeared from behind the curtain with a look of concern of his face.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt? What happened? Do you need anything?" Her head started to spin as Erik continued asking things. Before Erik could ask again she had fainted straight into his arms. Erik gently put her back onto the swan bed and went to get a cool rag for her head.

He grabbed a near by chair and sat down holding her hand in his. Slowly he brought her hand to his forehead wishing for her to be alright, wishing to take away her pain, but he realized that he could do nothing but watch now.

Christine arose with a moan as she felt a terrible pain in her head. Her eyes fluttered open to look upon Erik starring at her intently. "Erik" she whispered and brought her hand the caress the right side of his face. Tears came to her eyes as she realized everything she had done to him and yet he still took care of her. She looked back into his eyes but the look of worry and love in his eyes just made her cry harder.

"Erik!" she cried again as she flung herself into his arms. He caught her but almost fell back with the force as she collided with him. Christine kept saying his name over and over again like a prayer as she clung onto him, refusing to let go. Erik instantly wrapped his arms around her tightly, too scared to let go.

When Christine's tears finally subsided Erik reluctantly let her go to sit back on the bed. He looked her over once to make sure there was no more damaged, then moved to sit right in front of her, dreading what he was going to do. As much as he was scared to hear it he had to know what happened to her when he found her.

"Christine what happened? I heard you scream, but by the time I got back up here you were unconscious on the bed. This," he produced a note from seemingly out of nowhere and handed it to her, "was right next to your head. I think Raoul might have left it."

Christine gasped as she looked upon the note in her hands. "Raoul" she whispered as she traced the letter with her hand. She looked up to Erik who had a hurt look on his face, right before he turned away, not wanting her to see him cry. "Please Christine, tell me what happened. I need to know." Erik spoke softly looking straight into her eyes and to her soul. Christine put the note next to her and took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, moving to put her hand in Erik's.

"Alright. I'll tell you everything…"

Alright! Yah, another chapter finally done. Please, Please, Please review. I think this might be my best chapter yet. I PROMISE I will update very soon!