A/N Well here you are, another chapter of this hopefully wonderful story. Only you can tell me if it is wonderful. I like it, I just hope ya'll like it. Well please enjoy it and review it!

Ch. 4

"Christine, what if he thinks I dance like a fat cow!" Meg cried out.

Christine smiled at her best friend. Meg's blonde hair was tied up into a tight bun and she had chosen to put a bit of rouge on her cheeks and some color on to her lips. Christine had spent most of the morning trying in a vain attempt to calm Meg's nerves.

Christine noted Meg could freak out quiet well if she set her mind to it.

"Meg, please calm down. You are beginning to make me feel uneasy." Christine asked helplessly. "You are a wonderful dancer and Erik knows this. I think that it is just a process that he is required to do." Christine said as she stretched her limbs along side Meg.

They had arrived about an hour and a half in advance so Meg could warm up properly. Christine had offered her services in helping her get ready by watching her and helping her go over her routine.

"I hope you are right, Christine." Meg asked softly.

"I know I am right." Christine said confidently.

OOOO

"So, Madam Giry came to you office and offered her services to you and you automatically accepted." Nadir said dumbfounded.

He had just found out that Erik had hired Madam Giry and that in a couple of minuets they would be watching Meg Giry audition for the spot of Prima Ballerina. He hadn't expected this much news so early in the day.

"You know as well as I do Nadir that Antoinette is a great instructor and she runs a very tight ship. I could not think of anyone better suited for the position." Erik replied as he glanced up at Nadir from his desk.

"I just wish you would have run some of this by me a bit first." Nadir replied as he took a seat in front of Erik's desk.

"Why Nadir, do you not trust me." Erik asked with a smirk on his face and his visible brow lifted.

"Erik, stop. You know that I trust you, well for the most part I trust you." Nadir replied as he thought back to what happened five years ago. "I trust you with this business, although from the way you were looking at Christine the other day, I am not so sure if I trust you with this new situation."

Erik couldn't help but feel the desire to strangle Nadir. "Nadir, Christine's and my past is exactly where it was left. Paris, France five years ago. I am older and wiser, besides I won't jeopardize the opera house with any type of feelings she or I may harbor." Erik replied.

The look of surprise on Nadir's face instantly annoyed Erik. "Well my dear boy. It seems that you have finally grown up." Nadir teased.

"Yes, yes. Well we have an audition to attend."

OOOO

"You are late Erik!" Antoinette barked at Erik as he walked near her, Meg and Christine.

"I am sorry." Erik replied making it completely obvious that he really was not. "I just had to explain something to my dear friend Nadir here." Erik told her as he made Nadir's presence known.

"You are the Persian!" Meg squealed excitedly. Erik smirked at Meg's words. She had always been a bit outspoken. He remembered hearing some of the crazy things she used to make up back in Paris. Her words had always put a smile on his face.

"Nadir Khan if you please." Nadir replied, apparently he preferred to go by his actual name.

Christine couldn't help but feel faint. That man knew what had happened back in Paris. He had been with Raoul in the torture chamber, he almost died to save her life. But it had been for nothing, she should have never left with Raoul.

"Well, I dare say lets get this show going." Antoinette finally said. "Erik, Meg is ready to perform so if you will, please sit down." She said signaling for Erik to take a seat.

Erik just smiled and walked over to his seat. His breathing quickened when Christine took a seat next to him. Suddenly the room felt so much smaller.

"Erik." Christine whispered.

"What?" Erik answered, refusing to look at her face.

"Erik, look at me." She whispered back.

Slowly he turned his eyes to meet her chocolate orbs. She was beyond beautiful, Erik thought.

"I just wanted to say thank you for hiring me. You have given me my life and my family back. I am finally home." She told him as big raindrop tears slid down her cheeks.

Erik couldn't help himself, he reached up and wiped away her tears with his finger and smiled. "So am I." He told her.

He turned his head to look back up at the stage. Meg had blossomed since he had seen her last. She looked more like a woman rather than an adolescent girl. When she began to dance, Erik couldn't help but think that Antoinette was right about her daughter. Meg had improved beyond what he thought her capable off.

He hadn't noticed Clark arrive and laughed when he saw the expression that lined his face as he watched Meg. Clark looked like he was in love. Meg danced a bit more before the music finally came to an end. Meg stopped dancing and became still. Erik could easily see that the girl was beyond nervous.

"Well my dear girl, you are and exceptional talent." Clark said right as Erik was about to give his verdict.

Meg smiled, obviously embarrassed and looked back to Erik. He smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Meg. Clark is right, you are very talented and I can't help but appoint you the position of Prima Ballerina." Erik told her as she ran off stage to her mother's arms.

He smiled at the picture before him turned and nodded at Nadir signaling his departure. Erik actually felt good at hiring Meg. The smile on her face made him happy. Erik had almost been at the exit when he heard his name being called.

"ERIK!"

He turned to see a beautiful but red faced Christine. She looked gorgeous, her hair was a mass of wild curls, a look he had always preferred.

"Erik wait." She told him, trying to catch her breath.

"May I help you?" He asked her amusingly.

"Well I was just curious to know where you were off to." Christine asked, her huge chocolate eyes gazing up at him.

"I am going home to my little flat. Is there something I can help you with Christine?" Erik asked, now getting annoyed at her drawing out what she wanted to say.

"I just thought that maybe, well maybe, maybe we could go to lunch or dinner or something. Maybe to talk or catch up on life or talk. I don't know, it is just an idea." Christine began rambling.

Erik felt his heart melt at her bashfulness. He couldn't help but smile at her invitation.

"Well if you are interested, I am off to have lunch now. Would you care to join me?" He asked her as he held out his hand for her.

"Yes!" She squealed delightedly. "That would be most wonderful. I would like that very much." Christine said happy at the idea of getting to finally have a moment alone to talk to him. she had not really known what she had wanted to say to him the other day, she didn't even know what she wanted to say to him now, all she knew was that she was going to get to spend time with her angel.

With a blush on her cheeks, she slipped her hand in his. "Now, we shall go." He told her.