!HEY!

hey ppl!

wat up?

NMH

to keep it short. the reactions i got out of ppl were alot different then wat i xpected... eenyways... here we go...

SHOUTOUTS:

mrsgerrybutler13-- RETARDED! i really don't no wat else to say, so... yea... ENJOY

Twinkle22-- yea... i felt like making christine suffer cuz... i wanted her to. but you find out more in the second story... yea i'm drawing it out... this is gonna be fun... ENJOY

MyDarkAngelErik-- hey erik... it gets better trust me...u'll like how it ends up... mayb. eenyway, i'm glad u liked it, and i have to say this: UR A REGULAR! after a newbie starts reveiwing my chappies and has kept up with me for 3 chappies i consider them a regular reviewer so... yea. u should be proud... j/k... but seriously... i no i'm retard. ENJOY

Blue fur and Puffin-- wow... ur speechless... that must mean you really liked it (or really hated it) eenyways... i'm glad u "liked" it... ENJOY


Chapter Thirty-Nine

After Shock

"What! No... This can't be!" Meg broke down into tears. "You should have heard he all the while we were gove. She couldn't stop talking about the baby and how it was for Erik, and how it made him feel, and all this other stuff. It was so sweet. I was so happy for he and this goes and happens. It's not fair."

I know Meg, it's not fair. But you should be there for her... and try not to cry in front of her, show her you're strong. She in my room..." but before she could finish her sentence, Meg was up and out of the room.

XxX

When she reached her mother's room she quietly entered to see Chrostine lying on the bed, all battered and bruised, and Erik lying sound asleep next to her.

It was a quite a scene. But Christine, poor Christine, looked so aweful with her wrapped arm and bandages all over her body; the worst of all the wounds, the gash up the side of her right cheek and on her stomach... the imapct killing their baby. "How could this have happened?" Meg asked quietly. Sell fell to her knees and began sobbing. She sat there for a moment, then felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up... it was Erik, glossy tears sliding down his cheeks. "Meg it's okay." He lifted her to her feet and hugged her gently. She returned the favor.

Momants later he released her. "Meg, Will you watch over Chrsitine? I need to get away from here for a little while... I'll be back shortly, of course."

"Certainly." she said with a nod.

"Thank you." and he walked out of the room.

XxX

He left the opera for a walk but he could not get his mind off of Christine so he turned around and hurried back. When he entered the room he stared at the unusual sight before him. Meg was sitting on the floor next to Christine's bedside, hokding her hand and... sleeping. He pproached her and released her grip from Christine's hand and picked her up and placed her next to Christine on the bed.

After that he went back to his little chair on the other side of the room and began singing. He sang quietly, not to disturb Meg, but loud enough that Christine might hear him.

He sang Music of the Night, the song that he to her when she first came to know him. The song brought back memories... not sad memories, but good.

When he finished, he noiticed that he had an audience. Christine's eyes were open and she was "smiling" (more like grimacing in pain).

He rushed to her side and spoke to her, "Christine. Hey. How are you feeling?" but she fell back to sleep before she could answer him, which made perfextly good sense, because she was packed with so much laundrum for the pain. "Damn it!"

"Watch your language." Antoinette said from behind him.

"Don'y tell me waht to do." he said rudely. "When your wife wakes up after something like that, you'd be saying 'damn it' too."

"She woke up?" Anotinette asked surprised.

"Yes... she did. But she didn't say anything. She fell right back to sleep."

"Erik, why don't you go try to get some sleep."

"Okay." he kissed Christine on the cheek and proceeded to leave.

"What are you doing?"

"Going to bed like you told me too."

"What about Christine?"

"She's staying up here till she can walk and move around fine." he said sounding hurt.

Antoinette looked him in the eyes, "Take her down with you. You know you want to, and I know you need to. Now come on. Just let me take Meg to bed then I'll help you get Christine downstairs."

Antoinette carried Meg to her room, and then returned. Erik gently placed his arms around Christine and lifted her from the bed.

He walked down the stairs slowly, Antoinette several steps in front of him in case he stumbled. When they reached the landing, Erik placed Christine in the gondola and started rowing to the other bank, leaving Antoinette in the growing distance.

Moments later, they reached the other bank. And Erik lifted Christine from the gondola and carried her to the bedroom, placing her on the bed.