The Phantom walked back home after returning Christine safely. He started back until he heard the Viscount's voice, sounding very serious. He walked closer to the side of a passage and listened. "Are you sure she said that?" he heard a voice. Then the Viscount replied, "Yes, she has no wish to be with that monster, let alone..." The Phantom thought for a moment. Of course Christine would never say that. The fop must be making things up, again. He heard the Viscount pace away and followed the sounds of his soles until he was back in Christine's mirror. Of course he heard the whole conversation, and it wasn't until the doctor himself came in that he realized what was going on. He was infuriated. He looked up and wondered how he should handle the two gentlemen. He took out his Punjab lasso and smirked to himself. He climbed up the wall until he was above Christine's room and was starring down at the doctor, who was now alone with the girl and sterilizing his hands. He waited for the doctor to walk right under him before leaping downward and right in front of him. Phantom starred coldly into the horrified face. He heard the doctor's tools fall with a bang onto the wooden floor. The Phantom had decided the doctor's punishment shouldn't be as cruel as the fop, so he merely raised his hand punched him out. (Thanx for that idea Mouse in the Opera House!) The doctor fell over stiffly and the Phantom drug him over to the side of the room. Then he turned his head back towards Christine. She was still unconscious, and beautiful. He walked over to her and gently brushed her cheek. He then heard footsteps outside the door. It was the fop. "Sir, is everything okay in there? I thought I heard a crashing sound." The Phantom swiftly jumped aside and waited for Raoul to walk into the trap. Raoul opened the door and sighed when he found the doctor unconscious and lying in a corner. "The monster has been here…" he mumbled. He slowly, cautiously walked towards Christine's sleeping figure. The Phantom anxiously wished he would dare a few steps closer to the bed side, where he had ducked down fearlessly. Raoul stroked Christine's face and whispered, "I'll save you from him soon…I promise Christine. He won't torture you for ever." With that he stalked out of the room. Phantom cursed under his breath at missing his chance. But instead of fretting over that, he gently picked Christine up and disappeared through her mirror.
He carried her through the passages and, when arriving at his dismantled home, laid her on his swan bed. Normally he would lose his nervousness when arriving home, but ever since Raoul had found out where he resided, he felt safe no where, especially when he was hiding Christine. He knew the doctor had gotten no where with his operation so he let her sleep and decided to tell Christine what had happened when she woke up. After laying her down to sleep he strode toward his organ, the only thing the crowds had not demolished.
Christine unknowingly lifted her head. She blinked and realized where she was. The lair brought a sense of comfort to her. She rushed out of her room and towards the organ, where sweet music was being made. She saw the Phantom peacefully playing away. He had sensed her before she him, and he was already turned and smiling at her. Christine automatically rushed into his caring arms. He closed his eyes and let himself absorb the love in which Christine offered to him so willingly, so happily. Christine pulled away and starred into his eyes questioningly. Phantom knew that now was the time to explain the situation. With a sigh he began, "Oh Christine, they tried to get rid of our child…Raoul did. He told the doctor that you wanted it so. Of course I heard their conversation and I brought you here before the doctor could perform the surgery." Christine absorbed all the information in. How could Raoul sink so low? Had he no self dignity? He was always butting into her life… "I must have a word with him." Christine announced coldly. The Phantom nodded his head and said, "Beware, he most likely has other plans in store." Christine nodded and reluctantly let herself pull away from Phantom and rush towards her room.
On arriving she was just in time, for Raoul's voice was calling from her door. Christine once again rushed to her bedside and looked as though she had only wakened. Raoul let himself in and smiled. "You're up." Christine starred coldly as he walked over to her bed. "Raoul, I know what you tried to do." She said. Raoul's face fell, but after a moment he regained his confidence. "It was for your own good Christine, he is poisoning your mind." Christine shook her head. "Raoul how can you say this? If you truly loved me you'd at least try to understand. I love him…for real." Raoul smirked and dismissed her words without a care and left. Christine sat in her bed, afraid to sleep, afraid to leave, afraid to do anything. Raoul most likely did have some other plan he was conceiving.
"Do not fear." She heard the Phantom's voice. Of course he had followed her to make sure she would be okay. His words comforted her, and she was sure he saw her smile. She relived of her worries, laid her head in her pillow to sleep. Her Angel would watch over her, for now.
