A/N Here it is, the next chapter. I love this story and I hope that all of you are too. So read it, enjoy it, and then review it!

Ch. 11

The days at the chateau were spent in no ones company. Before I had realized it, a month had gone by. My being six months into my pregnancy had ensured the growth of my belly. I would rarely see Raoul which surprised me greatly. The only person that I ever saw besides the maids and butlers was Meg and usually that was only for a minuet or so. Though I was saddened by this, I could not fault her. She was after all planning her wedding.

The nights were the hardest for me; I missed Erik more than I would have considered possible. As I lay in bed I would wonder what he was doing. Hopefully he was missing me as much as I missed him. There were many times I would lay there or wake up from my sleep knowing he was watching me. He never did show himself though. That was another thing that saddened me.

At times when my mind would wander off, I would always ask my self, what would my father think? Would he hate Raoul as much as I did now or would he feel sorrow? Sorrow that Raoul seemed incapable of any human decency or sorrow that I could not forgive him for this. Then I suddenly remembered the last time I had visited my father's grave. Raoul had almost killed Erik then, I had almost let him.

I stood up from the sofa I was lying on and grabbed my cloak. I believed it was time that I had a visit to my father's grave.

OOOO

The ride to my father's grave was quiet, but then again I was alone. I had not told anyone of my deparcher, I felt no need to. I was an adult after all. As the carriage flew over the bumps on the rode, I could feel the baby move within me. When the quickening first began it felt strange, but now it was like something that had always occurred. I prayed to God that I would be home to have the baby. Although I knew Erik would not let anything happen to the baby or myself, I was still scared of what Raoul was capable of.

As I finally arrived at the cemetery, I thanked the driver and as briskly as I could I walked to my father's grave. The September weather was beginning to get chilly but it was not freezing like it was back in January. As I finally approached my father's grave I couldn't help but admire it from afar. It was so grand compared to all the other ones in this meek place. Once I was standing on the stairs, it suddenly felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I finally felt at peace.

"Forgive me father." I said. "I know that it has been so long since I last visited you. Right now I need you help and guidance more than anything. Please father, send Erik back to me, he really is the angel that you promised me. He just happened to be human. Oh father, if only you could see how much we love each other."

"He does." Erik's voice rang out.

I turned around and saw him kneeling behind me. I walked as fast I could into his arms. I was so happy to be him that I had begun to cry.

"Oh Erik, I have missed you so much." I said to him. "Where the hell have you been?"

I couldn't help but slap him on the shoulder and he couldn't help but smile at me.

"Its okay angel, everything is alright. Erik is here now." He comforted me.

"Where have you been?" I cried, my tears were now falling down with more velocity.

"I have been here the whole time. You just couldn't always see me." He said to me as he brushed my curls from my face.

"Erik, I want to go home." I cried again.

"I know I do too, but unfortunately we have not only our lives but we have the baby, Madam Giry and Meg's to think about as well. Their lives lie in out hands." Erik said as he placed a kiss on my forehead.

"When will this nightmare ever end?" I asked becoming more exasperated. "Will we ever be together again? I just have to know if it will all end well."

"Christine, I have promised you everything and I have delivered have I not." Erik said reasoning with me.

I looked into his golden orbs and succumbed. "Yes, you have given me everything I could have asked for and so much more"

"Then do you not believe I can come through for us?" He replied. "I promise my love, it will all work out fine."

I wrapped my arms around him and prayed that he was right. I didn't want to know what would become of us if he wasn't right.

&&O&&

I had spent the three hours in the cemetery with Erik. I felt so at home in Erik's arms. He ignited some feeling inside of me, a feeling I had never gotten from Raoul. When Erik said that I should be getting back I felt like crying again. I had forgotten about our arrangement, I hated knowing I was going to return to the château.

As I walked through the house I felt chills crawl up and down my spine. Something was not right, I could feel it. I returned my cloak to my room and wandered aimlessly through the house. I looked in the library and found nothing and no one. When I went to look in the living room, dining room, and Phillip's study I again found nothing and no one. There was only one place I hadn't looked.

Raoul's study.

As I walked down the hall to Raoul's study, I could feel my stomach fall into my butt. Usually when Raoul occupied time in his study it was so that he could sulk. I had learned that quickly, I had also learned not to bother him when he was in one of his black moods. There was not use trying to talk to him. Phillip had convinced me of this a week or so after my arrival and after I investigated it further, I realized that Raoul spent most of his time locked up in that room.

When I finally did reach the room I hesitantly grabbed the brass knob. Slowly I turned it and found that the door was open. As I walked in my eyes had to adjust to the darkness and instead of feeling warm and toasty like the rest of the house did, this room was unnaturally cold.

"Where the hell have you been Christine?"

When I found Raoul, he was sitting in a dark corner of the room with a brandy in his hand. He looked like he had spent the entire day drinking. Even from where I stood the stench of Brandy reeked off him.

"You left hours ago." He said calmly a bit too calmly for my liking. "Where did you venture off to? I know you could not have been with Meg considering she is your only friend here and she has been rather too busy to spend any quality time with you."

His words had actually hit below the belt for me. Meg had appeared to busy to spend any time with me. I tried my hardest to hold back my tears.

"I owe you no explanation Raoul."

I was taken completely off guard when I saw Raoul's brandy glass fly across the room. Gone was his calm visage now a madman stood before me.

"You do owe me an explanation when I ask one of you." He screamed at me. "You belong to me, you always have and you always will."

I was so shaken up that all I could do was back away from him.

"Tell me Christine, do I scare you?" His voice was cruel and sinister. "Am I nothing but a horrible monster in your eyes?"

"You are evil Raoul."

"Well I do believe that the Phantom was evil." He laughed as he inched his way closer to me. "More evil than myself yet it is quiet obvious that he did a very nice job convincing you to open you legs for him."

White hot anger soared through me. My hand flew out instinctively and I slapped him hard across the face. At first I was scared he would hit me but I think he was fighting against doing any harm to me.

"How dare you insult me in such a way. You know nothing of Erik's and my relationship. You know nothing of him, how dare you say such a thing." I cried out in pain.

"But he knew nothing of me, that didn't stop him from hating me." Raoul answered back.

I was so angry that I wanted to slap him again. "For the last six months I actually felt sorry for hurting you so much. But now I realized you were the monster we were hunting for all along. At least Erik has a heart. My God look at you Raoul, you are absolutely pathetic."

I could see the anger subside as the pain grew evident in his eyes. My words were meant to hurt him and they had indeed.

"Get out Christine." He hissed.

I headed out of the room but I turned around to say one more thing.

"I'm already gone Raoul. I have been gone for a long time now."

I walked back to my room with my head held high. I was not going to let him break my spirits. As I walked I didn't dare look back. I was determined to figure a way out of here. Even if that meant that I would have to kill the bastard myself.