Chapter Two

Finding Meg and Madame Giry

She dashed to the ballerina dressing room. No one was there. They must be practicing for an opera. They were. They were practicing for Hannibal. Horrible memories of that opera flooded her mind.

Wait, she had spotted Meg and Meg had spotted her. They ran at each other and embraced slightly, Meg giving her a friendly peck on the cheek to tell her how much she had missed her.

Well, this action had clearly upset the practice going on and Monsieur Reyer came over to get Meg. "Meg what are you doing? You are upsetting the…" He just stopped in mid-sentence. That was Miss Daae. "Miss Daae, what are you doing here?" He asked pure surprise and shock in his tone.

"Came to visit a friend, who I have missed deeply." She shot a quick smile at Meg and then returned her focus to Monsieur Reyer. "Do you think I could steal her from rehearsal for a while?"

"Surely you could. We are about done anyway. So Meg you can just leave early." When he said this he sounded a little disappointed.

Christine hadn't noticed she was just so happy to see Meg and hopefully her angel whom she has thought about ever since that horrible night in his lair. Christine still couldn't think about it for the memories were still very painful.

Finally they reached the changing rooms. "Meg I need to ask you a question."

"What is it? Go on I'm listening."

"Will you and your mother help me find him?"

"Him? Who are you…" She stopped realizing whom she was talking about. She wanted to see Erik, her angel. "You mean…the phantom?"

"Yes. Him, my angel. I have missed him and thought about him just as much as I have you."

"I will ask my mother. Come. Follow me," she said quickly grabbing he wrist to pull her along.

When they reached Madame Giry's room, Meg carefully knocked on the door and called to her mother, "Mother I have a guest for you. And she has a question."

"Come in," she called. "Who is it?" All of a sudden the door opened. Meg and Christine walked in. Madame Giry's mouth gaped at this. "How can it be? I thought you two, you and your fiancé, would have gone far from here."

"No, we stayed close. I just returned to pay a visit to two very good, and very old friends." She looked at both of them with a smile.

She then shot a glance at the door and quickly rushed to close it so no one would hear what she was about to say.

"Madame Giry will you help me find him? I really need to talk to him. If I don't I will never be able to go on. I need to talk with him one last time. Can you help me?"

"Yes child," realizing who she meant. "I will take you to him. Come. Follow me."

"Thank you," Christine replied eagerly.