A/N: My updates might be slower this week. My school's tennis team have our last matches all this week and I have homework I have been neglecting. Thank you to those who review! I really appreciate it and enjoy reading what you think! Also for future reference, Isabelle is going to be 19 years old and Erik is 33 in this fic.

Chapter 10

Antionette Giry had kept in contact with Erik from the moment he had made it safely to the manor. They had both written on any news they had heard of. Erik had been assumed dead, by suicide. Christine had married Raoul a few short months after Erik left. Erik had written Madame Giry and told her about Isabelle, and even said he thought that this might actually be love. Madame Giry was not sure and asked him what was different between his feelings towards Christine. Erik said he had come to realize that Christine was nothing but an obsession, a pawn to make love him. The feelings he felt for Isabelle were deeper and held more passion.

As Madame Giry was writing her monthly letter to Erik there was a light knock on the door, she had left Erik's letter and her own on the desk in the parlor to answer it. Antionette was quite shocked to see Christine de Chagney at her doorstep.

"Christine! How lovely to see you!" She said, embracing her.

"It is lovely to see you to Madame Giry!" Christine said, hoping they could get down to why she had come.

"What brings you here my dear?" Madame asked, as they made their way to the parlor.

"Actually I was wondering you could tell me if the rumors are true," she began, "Is the Phantom really dead?"

"My dear, I honestly do not know, I am assuming the rumors are true since no one has heard, nor seen him," she said, realizing the truth to this unexpected visit.

"But surely you had helped him in someway that night!" Christine cried in frustration. She only wanted to see her Angel and refused to believe that he was dead.

"As I said before Christine, I have not heard from him, even if I had I would not tell you, he would most likely be healing from the mess he created, and would not need you showing up claiming you love him." Madame Giry said coldly.

"I see, I am sorry to have bothered you." Christine said timidly, never seeing this cold demeanor from Madame Giry.

"It is alright, I just do not want to be pestered by something I know nothing of," Madame Giry said, "Would you care for some tea?"

"Yes, please," Christine said, "Madame Giry, if I may ask, what was the Phantom's real name?"

"Erik, his name was Erik," she replied before going to make tea in the kitchen.

Christine wandered around the parlor admiring some pictures, and noticed some letters on the desk. Looking towards the door to make sure no one was coming she looked at them. On the envelope addressed to Madame Giry was a letter from an Erik James, realizing this Erik was her angel, Christine quickly snatched the envelope and put it in the purse she carried.

Madame Giry entered with tea and they had some small conversation. After they finished Christine apologized saying she had to leave for dinner with Raoul. They embraced and said their good-byes. Christine gave the address to the driver and told him to take her there. Raoul was out of the country and she had sometime to visit an old friend.

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