Author's Note: Okay thanks to all of you who mentioned what nonperishable item you would be. As far as whether or not Carmel Ho Hos are in fact perishable or not, I have no idea because I've have never seen a Carmel Ho Ho and I place all the responsibility on CloudxInxCrimson because that was what she picked. So there.
Disclaimer: If wishes were horses Erik would be mine and together we would ride off into the sunset!
Christine sighed yet again as the seemingly endless plane ride continued on its way towards the tiny tropical island. The mind-numbing drone of the engines of their small plane was something of a relief after listening to Raoul telling her over and over about what a big break for his career this calendar was going to be. The flight from Paris to Florida had been filled with hours of his hopes and dreams of glory, mass adoration and bathroom décor. Thankfully, during the plane ride form Florida to the island Raoul had managed to find someone else to talk to or rather to talk at.
"Christine?" The fiancé in question shouted in her ear. "Are you awake?" Not wanting to shout back to be heard above the roar, she simply nodded.
"The man over there" he yelled, pointing to a well muscled and sympathetic-looking gentleman sitting across the aisle from them, "says you can see the island from your window."
Thrilled at this news, she instantly turned and squinted out the tiny window, attempting to see their destination at last. Spotting the miniscule island amongst the vast expanse of water she was interrupted in her inspection when she noticed someone was tapping on her shoulder.
"What?" She shouted in confusion.
"I said," Raoul shouted slowly. "Move over so I can see."
She sighed in frustration but obligingly moved over to sit next to the stranger to give Raoul a better view. The man returned her pained smile as Raoul squinted at the ocean below.
"You must be Christine." The man yelled in a kind tone.
"Do I know you?" She yelled back, more than ready to be off this cacophonous monster that was lowering itself to the island.
"No," he replied over the din, "My name is Agent Smith, I'm in charge of your security while on the island. The rest of my agents will meet us when we land."
"Our security?" Christine asked in surprise. "Is it a very dangerous island?"
Agent Smith chuckled. "No, the island is perfectly safe, it is just that some of the visitors to the island may not be exactly thrilled to see you or your fiancé and we want to make sure nothing happens."
"Ohh," she helplessly whispered.
"Please don't worry about it. I will make sure that your safety is in no way compromised." He loudly announced in a very assured tone.
Numbly nodding her head in reply, Christine turned to watch Raoul as he happily gazed down upon the island below. You were supposed to always protect me. She thought miserably. You promised to protect me.
She closed her eyes against the tears which threatened to fall as she thought of the other who had also promised, but whose promise she had rejected.
Grow up Christine! She mentally shouted at herself. Wishing for Erik just because somebody doesn't like you is not only childish it's not fair to Raoul!
With a new resolve she cast aside her thoughts of her lost angel and braced herself as the plane made its dramatic descent to earth.
A/N: Yeah I know its short but it's also only a transition chapter so deal with it! LOL, just kidding! No really it just seemed like a good place to stop for now and besides, if I don't post something on it soon CIC is probably going to hurt me. With any luck I'll post more very soon! So anyway, as always Please Review! Ta!
Bizarre fact of the day: Ohio is listed as the 17th state in the U.S., but technically it is number 47. Until August 7, 1953, congress forgot to vote on a resolution to admit Ohio to the Union.
