A/N Sorry it took so long I was having a writers block for this story.

That night when I had returned to the roof everyone had thought I was captured by the infamous Opera Ghost. I had denied everything. I had told them that I ran to the roof from feeling faint at the sight of him, but that was far from the truth.

"Oh my God Emily, where have you been?" Will asked running towards me.

"I was on the roof." I had lied. He pulled me into his arms. His arms were nothing compared to Angel's.

"We had all thought something terrible happen to you. We were just debating whether or not to call the police. Please Emily never do that to me again." I felt so guilty. I didn't deserve Will. He deserved someone who loved him with all their heart and soul.

"I'm sorry Will. I was feeling faint and the only place I could think of was the roof." I whispered into his ear.

"Oh God Emily, I thought I might lose you," he said almost close to tears.

"Never," I whispered.

One Week Later

It had been a week since the masquerade ball. Ballerinas and chorus girls traveled in packs in fear of being kidnapped or even maybe killed. Many people whispered about the strange events that have occurred and blame Christine Daae for it, for she was always caught up in the middle of things and the masquerade ball proved their theory.

As I was getting ready for another day's work I heard a commotion outside. I peaked out my window to see Raoul jumping onto the back of a white horse and galloping off into the crisp morning. I knew in my heart something was wrong and that Angel was the reason of it. I quickly got dressed and ran out to the stables. Lenny, one of the stablemen was rubbing his head and had a bewildered look on his face.

"Lenny, where did the Vicomte go?" I asked.

"To the cemetery," he mumbled. I ran to a nearby horse that Lenny had been saddling up and climbed on the back of it only focusing on getting to my angel as soon as possible.

I gave a sigh of relief once I reached the cemetery. I jumped off the horse and ran as fast as I could to find Raoul and Angel in the maze of tombstones. I found the two in a fierce duel that could not be separated. I hid behind a statue to watch, praying to God that he would show some mercy to my poor angel. I gasped when Raoul plunged Angel's sword out of his grasp and pinned him to the floor. Christine saw me hiding behind the statue, seeing my pleading eyes. She then screamed to Raoul, "No, Raoul…" Raoul turned around with a look of bewilderment. "No, not like this." Raul glared at Angel before putting away his sword. I could see hatred in both of their eyes. I mouthed a, "thank you" to Christine which she could only nod to.

Raoul took Christine by the arm leading her to the horse that Raoul had taken. With one more glance at Angel they rode off silently. I heard Angel whisper, "Now, let it be war upon you both." Once I was sure Raoul and Christine were out of sight I scudded over to him. "I should have known you would be here." He said coolly. I didn't reply. I looked down when my attention was caught by blood seeping through his white shirt.

"Oh my God," I cried. "You're bleeding! Come we must clean it before it gets infected."

He looks down at his arm then shrugged. "I'll be fine. I've dealt with worst this is nothing."

"Well better safe than sorry," I said taking his hand and leading him towards my horse.

I took the carriage back to the opera house's stables while Angel rode the horse I took. Once I gave the horse the bewildered Lennie I went into the shadows and went to Angel's lair.

In his lair

"There all better." I said tying a piece of cloth that I had used as a bandage.

"Am I going to live?" He asked sarcastically.

"I think so."

"Thank you," he whispered.

"You are welcome. Next time please don't let your anger get the better of you. You could be killed." He only snorted in response. I began to sing seriously:

You have been blind

And yet the answer is staring you in the face.

This could be the chance

To knock some sense into you

Angel (sarcastically):

I'm listening…go on.

Me:

This game you play

Performing this act, but remember who holds the ace

For if Miss Daae sings

You are certain to be there

Angel:

I am certain the doors are locked

I am certain no one is there

Me:

You must be certain you are armed

Me/Angel:

For if the curtain falls

Your/my reign will end!

He had given me a wicked smile, which had me shiver with fear. He walked over to the piano just staring at it. I was trying to figure out what he could possibly be up to when my thoughts were then distracted by him playing music; the tune to "Think of Me" from Hannibal. I sighed. "You're impossible," I whispered sitting down next to him. He only smiled.

He turned my face to stare into his eyes that made my heart skip a beat, "That I am Emily. That I am." I rolled my eyes. "Sing for me my angel," he pleaded. I began to sing giving my heart and soul to the music. As I sang I closed my eyes picturing myself on stage singing in front of a captivated audience. Once the music stopped, Angel began to clap, "That was simply beautiful, probably one of your best performances yet."

"Angel what are you planning on doing?" I asked. His entire body went tensed.

"Nothing of your concerned," he said coldly.

"Fine, if you wish to die then so be it." I stood up, gave him a quick peck on the cheek and left him.