A/N: Thanx for the ideas, a special thanks to arieslilie who came up with the idea I liked best. I might not put it to work for a while, so you know. But still, all the ideas were great! Okay, go ahead and read the chappie now! Oh and I have decided that it is time to call the Phantom Erik now! Yay!
The Phantom walked away from Christine's bedsideShe hadn't even moved, besides her breathing, since Raoul's attack. The Phantom, Erik, was worrying himself sick about her. What if she never woke up? No, she couldn't die. He would die if she did. To think she would die, just because of the fop's jealousy, enraged Erik to the extent he thought that if he talked he would most likely yell instead. He sighed and waltzed towards his organ. Maybe some music would help soothe his worries.
Right as he began to play he heard the lake splashing. His first thought was that Raoul had returned yet again. But when he looked up he saw Madame Giry approaching nervously.
"Antoinette?" Erik asked. She looked up relieved. "Ms Daae, is she here Erik?" By then she had made it to his organ; she was in a rather fast pace.
"Ye…yes, she is. She is on the swan bed, unconscious." A horror-struck expression came over Madame Giry. "Unconscious?" Erik nodded solemnly. Antoinette rushed towards the bedside and knelt down and brushed her hands over Christine's face. "Erik, I am your friend and I trust you. But what did you do to her?" Antoinette asked cautiously. Erik was hurt. "You think I would hurt Christine? You are sadly mistaken Ms. Giry. It was that Viscount who assaulted my Christine." He turned his head away so that only his mask was seen.
Madame Giry bowed her head, angry at herself. "Erik I am sorry. I didn't think that Raoul was capable of hurting her. What did he do?" Erik was willing to speak after her apology.
"He tried to rape her Madame Giry." He said the horrible sentence so coolly. Madame Giry watched his fists clench and his teeth chatter slightly. She had never thought Raoul would do such things. But Erik didn't lie about anything.
She checked Christine's pulse. "Erik, we need to get her to a doctor…she doesn't look too well." She sighed and stood up.
Erik jerked around. "A doctor? Are you sure?" Antoinette nodded her head. Erik walked over to Christine and picked her up carefully. Madame Giry could see all the lovingness and passion he put into his hold. She led the way through the passages and to Christine's room. She stopped at the mirror.
"Lay her on her bed, I'll get a doctor and you can watch from the window." Erik obeyed, although he resented the way in which Antoinette had ordered him. He shrugged it away knowing Christine was what mattered.
He laid her on her bed and hid behind the mirror as Madame Giry strolled out of the room.
Erik watched Christine nervously. Oh how he hoped she would be okay. He heard a knock a minute later, and a voice.
"Chri- Christine, are you in there?" It was that stupid fop. How could he even dare to speak to her? Erik walked forward and opened the door. All he had to do was stare at Raoul. The Viscount stumbled back a step and then rushed off. Erik closed the door and returned to the mirror. The nerve of some men…
A moment later Antoinette re-entered the room with a doctor, not the same one who had seen Christine before, seeing as he was so scared by Erik he quit his job.
Antoinette held out her hand, pointing to Christine, and the doctor stepped forward. After a few long minutes of examining he sat up and sighed.
"It seems she has a bad concussion, do you know if she has been abused or anything related to the matter?" Antoinette nodded. "Yes, I do. But I'm afraid I do not feel so bold as to tell you whom, kind sir." The doctor nodded acceptingly and looked back at Christine. "It is possible she may die, but very not likely. Also, she is carrying a child, as you know. I can not tell if it has been harmed in…the assault. But, her stomach feels normal and I assume it is alright."
"What are we going to do about her concussion? She has a career and…other matters to attend to." The doctor pulled a case out of his pocket. "These are strong pain killers." He took another case out. "And these should help her to recover easily." He took out yet another one. "And these are to help the baby, incase it has been harmed." Antoinette took the three cases and thanked the doctor. He shook her hand and left.
Barely a minute later Erik was out of hiding and beside Christine again. Antoinette gave him the cases. He looked at them carefully. Then he swiftly picked her up and carried her back to his lair. He cradled her carefully before laying her back onto the bed.
Madame Giry followed, secretly, and watched him kiss her forehead gingerly. She sighed. If only the Viscount could let her go.
