Christine cried herself to sleep that night. She wakened the next morning and, when finding herself in the swan bed, at once though that her Angel would appear with breakfast of some sort. She smiled to herself. But then it dawned on her, all that had happened. Slowly the tears returned and tortured her soul.

"Why does thee weep?" a voice asked. Christine turned her face expecting to see the dreaded Raoul. But she saw her Angel. She felt her heart do a few summer-salts and then she rushed into the Phantom's arms. He welcomed her gladly. "I…I thought…" Christine couldn't bring herself to finish the horrid sentence. "I know what you thought, but have you forgotten the powers of your Angel?" Christine shook her head and looked into the Phantom's eyes of love and relief.

"They'll be even madder at you now…" Christine declared softly, looking down. The Phantom put his finger under her chin and pushed it up. "Why is that?" Christine sighed. "Because, Raoul told them that you knocked me out, when he was the one who did so." Phantom nodded his head. "I know, I saw him do that. Christine, you must go back. If you remain absent they will suspect you are here again, and that I am alive." Christine reluctantly nodded her head after a moment's silence. The Phantom took her hand and escorted her to her room.
Christine blinked fondly as she watched him disappear into the tunnels once again. She heard a knock at the door. Quickly, she rushed to her bed and laid down, looking as if she were just waking. Raoul stepped in, with a serious face. He sat by Christine as she trialed to keep her eyes shut.

"Christine, what has the monster done with you? I'll never know you again…surely this is only a temporary spell he has cast. Now that he is dead, it should die away as well, should it not?" Christine didn't answer. She only winced as Raoul laid a hand on her cheek and whispered something soft into her ear. She blocked out what he was saying. She only needed to hear one voice, and one voice alone.

Raoul sighed heavily and got up slowly. He glanced at Christine once more, then disappeared.

Raoul walked towards the doctor who was attending to a stage hand who had been cut during the rampage. "Hold still Sir, almost finished…" He muttered as he finished wrapping a bandage around the hand's arm. The hand nodded and left some change before stalking away. The doctor put the change in his pocket and turned to see Raoul. "Ah Viscount, may I help you?" Raoul nodded and began. "I have spoken with Miss Daae, Sir, and she has agreed to give up the child." He almost felt guilty as the doctor nodded his head. "Very well, I will take care of it. Is she asleep?" Raoul nodded. "You go and give her this shot, by the time I arrive it should have kicked in."

Christine gently sat up and starred at the door. Why had Raoul been so serious, almost nervous? She glanced around her room and saw a rose from her Angel. She started to get up when Raoul opened the door. "Christine…you're up." Christine nodded and sat back down. He seemed even more nervous now. He walked over and sat next to her. Christine tried not to grimace as he took her hand. He stuck something into it. "Ouch!" Christine jerked her hand away and scooted over. "Christine, it is a shot. The doctor said you needed it to keep from getting headaches from where the monster hit you." Christine glared. "You hit me, not Phantom." Raoul looked down. "Once this is over with you will return to yourself, and thank me." Christine starred coldly and spat, "I'll thank you when you're-" she couldn't finish for she suddenly felt light headed and she passed out.

Raoul finished for her, "when I'm dead? No, much sooner." He laid her gently back onto her bed and waited for the doctor. The door opened and in he came. "Is she ready?" Raoul nodded. The doctor tipped his head and moved over to the bed. "I'll have to ask you to leave, Viscount." Raoul looked at Christine then nodded. He got up and swiftly left the room.

The doctor got out some of his tools. He sighed and began to sterilize his hands of germs.