A few weeks later Christine began feeling extremely ill and threw up in the mornings. After the 4th morning, Erik decided to take action.

"Christine," he said, "there is something wrong with you. You need to see a doctor."

"And how do you suppose I do that, Erik? Everyone thinks I'm dead." Christine said rather bitterly. Erik couldn't be angry with her though, she had been emptying her guts all morning, who wouldn't be bitter?

"Everyone but one person." Erik said smiling.

Christine was about to protest, but she just ended up throwing up again. Erik rushed over to her and held her hair back while rubbing her back. When she was finished she said, "You're right, I need to see the doctor."

Erik smiled, he always won. "Get your cape and I'll get Madame Giry."

Christine turned to say something, but he was nowhere to be seen. "I hate when he does that."

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Erik silently watched Madame Giry, waiting for his opportune moment to get her attention. She was instructing the ballet girls on what they were doing wrong and it was actually quite comical.

"Okay, you're going to do the entire routine perfectly or you're going to do it 5 times, alone, in the middle of the road where everyone can see you and wonder what kind of crazy person you are!" Madame Giry yelled aggravated. She walked away and Erik found his moment.

He quietly jumped down in the shadows and before she could even turn around, Madame Giry was pulled into the shadows. She didn't panic because she knew exactly who it was.

"Erik, how are you?" Madame Giry said hugging him.

"Christine's sick." This was the first thing out of his mouth.

"What do you mean she's sick?" Madame Giry asked.

"She's been throwing up for four days now. She needs to see a doctor." Erik explained.

"I'll take her." Madame Giry said without Erik even having to ask.

"How long?" Erik asked.

"About 20 minutes, just so I can finish up this rehearsal. I will meet you in the lair. Just have Christine lie down and give her a lot of fluids until I get there." Madame Giry instructed.

"There is no way of thanking you enough for this. I owe you." Erik said.

"In friendship, we owe nothing." Madame Giry said smiling. "Now go take care of her." With that, Erik was gone.

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Madame Giry and Christine sat in the doctor's office waiting for the test results. Madame Giry had taken Christine to a friend of hers who assisted in keeping Erik a secret, so Christine was safe. His name was Dr. Phillip Maya and he was the best at what he did.

As the door opened, Christine and Madame Giry sat up, silently worrying about the news.

"Well, Miss Daae," he started, "I believe my congratulations are in order."

Christine looked at Madame Giry confused who nodded her head toward the doctor. "What are you saying, Phillip?" Madame Giry asked.

"Well, it seems, Miss Daae," he paused, "that you are with child."

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