Author's Note: I never thought that I would get that kind of feedback about the last chapter. Just recently I received a review from a fan who really didn't like the way I wrote the last chapter. To that reveiwer, Computerfreak101, you do have a point, but you are right in one sense. I wrote it that way for a reason. Hopefully you like this next chapter. But anyways, I guess I really surprised you all with the twist I threw in. Here is chapter 24. Hope that you guys like it!

Chapter Twenty-Four: Accusations

"Vicomtesse Christine de Changy, you are under arrest for the murder of your husband."

Christine's eyes grew wide. "Under arrest?"

"Now wait just a minute Inspector. Do you have any proof that the Vicomtesse was involved in the Vicomte's murder?" Erik said, stepping between Christine and Inspector Viscalla.

"The Vicomte was reported missing. Apparently he never returned home last night. I don't see the Vicomtesse showing any kind of grief for her husband's death and from what I hear, she had a reason to want him dead."

"He was abusive to her! He hit her, degraded her!"

Inspector Viscalla turned to Christine. "If that's so then why didn't you report him Madame? Why didn't you come to the police?"

She looked away. "Raoul's family is powerful. They have enough money to buy their way out of anything. If I had reported him, then he would have just denied the whole thing. Who's going to believe a chorus girl over a Vicomte?" she replied. "Can you honestly tell me that you would have arrested him if I had reported him?"

"I can't tell you if I would have arrested him Madame. I don't know the extent of the situation. But Unfournately, I do have to take you down to the station for some questioning."

Anne stepped forward. "Is she under arrest?"

"Either way, I'm going with her. There is no way I am going to let her do this on her own," Erik interjected.

"Fine then. Both of you meet me upstairs in five minutes. That should give you enough time to prepare yourselves for the journey," Inspector Viscalla said. "I shall wait for you upstairs. Ladies, please come with me."

He turned and boarded the gondola with Madame Giry, Elizabeth and Anne. "Five minutes Vicomtesse." Then they sailed away.

"Erik, what am I going to do?" Christine cried out. "You know me, I can't lie!"

"Christine, please calm down. Everything will be fine. I will be there with you for support," he replied, grabbing her cape.

He put her cape over her shoulders and tied the strings. Then he handed her gloves to her.

"I'm glad that you are going to be there. If I had to go by myself I don't know what I would do," she said putting her gloves on.

Erik disappeared behind a door and reappeared a few moments later with his cape and fedora in hand.

"Let us go. We shall take the back route up to the stage."

He took her hand and led her through the shattered mirror and they made their way up to the stage.

A few minutes later, they emerged back stage and made their way to the front hall. Inspector Viscalla stood waiting. "Are you ready Madame?"

Christine nodded.

"I have taken the liberty of having another carriage brought around for the two of you. The driver has strict instructions to take you two straight to the police station so no funny business alright?"

"I understand," she replied.

Together they went outside and climbed into their respective carriages. Christine was silent the entire ride. Erik sat next to her and held her hand the entire way. Soon, they arrived at the police station.

After climbing out of the carriage, Erik held open the door and let Christine enter. They were led to a small room with a table and four chairs. "Please have a seat Madame. I shall be right back," Inspector Viscalla said.

Christine and Erik sat down next to each other. She folded her hands neatly in her lap and stared at the wall.

Moments later, Inspector Viscalla returned with a pen and a pad of paper. "Now, Vicomtesse, please tell me what happened the last time you saw your husband."

"It was last week. I was supposed to go on an outing with him, according to the agreement..."

"Agreement?"

"The Vicomte was to allow her to live at the opera house with me and he could see her once a month for a year. After that, if Christine decided to stay with me then the Vicomte would leave her alone and stay out of her life," Erik replied.

"I see. Please continue."

Christine took a deep breath. "As I was saying, I was supposed to go on an outing with Raoul and I fell asleep in the carriage. The next thing I know, he's waking me up and we are in front of the de Changy summer estate and Raoul said that I was never going to leave him. He held me prisoner there. I knew that I couldn't stay there for very long. So I wrote Erik a letter and sent Elizabeth to the Opera Populaire to give it to him. Many hours later, she returned with Erik. They ended up fighting in the hallway outside my room and it had appeared that Erik had killed Raoul. We went back to the opera house and when we arrived in my dressing room, Raoul was there, waiting for us."

"Raoul was going to kill Erik. He drew his sword and was ready for battle. I felt so helpless, but I knew that I couldn't just sit there and let Raoul win."

"So what did you do Vicomtesse?"

"I did what anyone else in my position would have done. I killed him."

Inspector Viscalla furiously scribbled on his paper. "So you admit to killing your husband?"

"She's lying."

Both Christine and Inspector Viscalla looked at Erik.

"She didn't kill the Vicomte Inspector. I did."

Okay, I do have a reason for stopping the story where I did. I will try to get another chapter up sometime soon. I also have decided on my new story that I was thinking about. It is going to be a prequel to 'My Savior'. It will cover from the end of the movie to the beginning of 'My Savior'. It isentitled'Angel'. Look forthe first chapter which was posted on Thursday.

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Phantomfan1911