A/N: Hi again…I'm bored…just finished watching Catwoman for the third time…so this is my second choice. I signed up for my doom on Friday with the AP French Exams…yippee…Wish me Luck!
A cloud hovered around her as she heard someone get to their knees on both sides of her. She faintly recognized the sounds of two men crying, and one was saying he was going o die. Christine heard Erik softly saying, his tears flowing down upon her, "Christine, please…I can't…no…you have to stay with me…I love you…Christine, please wake up…PLEASE! I BEG YOU! WAKE UP!"
Raoul was sobbing, but she heard him throw an object across the room, and take her hand while Erik grabbed her body and held her to him, cradling her as if he could hold her life in. Christine said softly, "Erik…my head hurts really badly,"
His breathing stopped and his frantic eyes looked at her pained expression, and nearly began crying again with joy. He began to pick her up and hug her to death, but thought better of it. She was alive. She was his. His Maker had let her live for him. He wasn't alone anymore. He had her to guide him through life now. It was a great feeling.
"Erik, put me down. I'm fine," Christine said, hitting his chest. "I'm not that fragile,"
"Yes, you are," he said, hugging her more tightly to him, and vowing he;d never let go of her.
"Erik, before I do something dratstic, including kicking you where it hurts, you should put me down,"
He promptly put her down, and looked forlorn. She laughed and told him, "I couldn't be happier with you, Erik. Truly, and I'm happy to share my happiness with Raoul, since he needs somebody to love. So, even though he hit me with a ceramic jar, I'm going to this to end this once and for all,"
Erik's eyes showed his pain to her, and she went into his arms to tell him, "I couldn't be happier. Simply couldn't be happier. Well, not simply, because getting your dreams, strange but it seems, a little, well, complicated. There's a kind of, a sort of cost. A couple of things get lost. But I'll never let you go in my heart. And when that joy, that thrill, that you love when you are with me, fails to thrill like you hope it will, who wouldn't be happier, when you get rid of me? I want to give him a chance. Please listen to me,"
She came up between them, and said in a clear voice. "We shall have a contest. Winner will have me and will not be able to go for me again, and will accept their defeat. They will never bother them again. There will be several different parts of it, and this contest will take a few months. Do you both agree to the terms?"
"Yes," "It doesn't seem to be in any way my choice, as I don't like it one bit, but yes I do,"
"Good. The first of three parts will consist of two parts. The first will be to compose a song. While you compose, I will take time to find an apartment, and from there, you both will court me. The most romantic will win that section of the first part. Good enough?"
"Works for me," "sigh Whatever you want, my love,"
Her apartment was a gorgeous one, and when she saw it, she was in love with it. Meg had come with her to tell her that she was moving to New York to get a job. Christine began to sing to her, as Meg looked out the window sadly:
I've heard it said,
That people come into our lives,
For a reason,
Bringing something we must learn,
And we are lead to those who help us most to grow,
If we let them,
And we help them in return.
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true,
But I know I'm who I am today, because I knew you.
Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun,
Like a stream that meets a boulder half-way through the wood,
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
Because I knew you,
I have been changed for good.
Meg began singing too,
It well may be,
That we may never meet again,
In this lifetime, so let me say before we part,
So much of me, is made of what I learned from you,
You'll be with me, like a handprint on my heart.
And now whatever way our stories end,
I know you have re-written mine by being my friend,
Like a ship blown from its mooring, by a wind off the sea,
Like a seed dropped by a sky bird in a distant wood,
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
Because I knew you, because I knew you,
I have been changed for good.
And just to clear the air, I ask forgiveness,
For the things I've done you blame me for.
But then I guess we know there's blame to share,
And none of it seems to matter anymore,
Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun,
Like a ship blown from it's mooring, by a wind off the
Like a stream that meets a boulder, half-way through the wood,
sea. Like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood.
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
I do believe I have been changed for the better.
And…because I knew you,
Because I knew you,
Because I knew you,
I have been changed for good.
(For Good from Wicked: A New Musical)
Meg gave her a hug, and then ran out the door. Christine looked out the window and sung softly,
Dancing through life,
No need to tough it,
Going where turf is smooth,
Working so hard, when its so soothing…
(Dancing Through Life from Wicked: A New Musical)
