It had been two day's since I had last seen Erik. He told me he wanted to be sure I got plenty of rest before the performance of 'Don Juan' and that was tonight. I found myself pacing back and forth in my dressing room waiting for someone to come and get me for my entrance. I was somewhat worried that Erik had not visited me yet then a knock on the door. Meg walked in with a letter in hand. "It's from Erik." She simply stated. I opened it and read:

"My dearest Christine,

I'm sorry that I was unable to visit you before you went on. I beg you once again before you jump to conclusions to trust me, I know what I'm doing love. Just remember whatever happens tonight stay in character. I love you and will see you soon. Be ready Mon ange for tonight we leave.

Yours forever,

Erik"

I had to trust Erik. Wither I like it or not I had to.

I stood of to the side of the stage waiting for my entrance. Antonio was finishing up and fixing to exist the stage. I then entered and all eyes were on me. As I walked onto stage I noticed the guards Raoul promised would be there and in box 5 there he was with his brother Philippe to the right and his sister Sofia to the left. I locked eyes with Philippe and he nodded indicating that whatever Erik's new plan was it was being put into action as I ended my first line leading into the duet between Don Juan and my character. The voice that came from behind me, behind the curtain, the voice that was out of everyone's view was not the voice of Antonio. It was the voice I knew all too well the voice of my angel, the voice of my Erik. 'Just remember whatever happens tonight stay in character. I love you and will see you soon.' Apparently sooner than I had expected. I glanced up to Philippe who was smiling and nodded once again hinting for me to go on and act natural. The crowd was on the edge of their seats do to the mysterious change in Don Juan's and as soon as Erik emerged the guards were ready for almost anything. I slowly turned to see Erik in the costume for Don Juan. He had been planning this for awhile, I could tell. He walked and sang with confidence I couldn't help but smile. The character was basically me, the Christine that always came out with Erik, the Christine that was always around years ago. I knew what to do, I knew how to play this part and with Erik as my Don Juan there was no stopping me from holding anything back. Erik circled me as Don Juan took in the young girl's appearance. The intentions of this young girl were clear do to the outfit she wore for Don Juan. The dress was somewhat thin with a slit that came to about mid thigh. Reds and blacks colored the dress and held tightly to the curves of my body. With black lace trimming around the neck line and straps that hung of my shoulders. My hair was down and flowing down my back, a few strands fell over and tickled my the skin on my neck.

Erik was behind me as he asked the girl if she knew why she was there if she knew what she wanted from him. Erik reached forwards and gently brushed the hair on my neck to join the rest on my back. He bent his head down and pressed his lips to the crease of my neck where it met my shoulder. It was safe to say Erik enjoyed his character almost too much sneaking looks at Raoul and guards around us. His fingers skimmed down my exposed arm till he was able to capture my hand. "Tell me my girl, do you know what it is you want from me. Me the man everyone is rightful to fear." He sang softly into my ear. Soft enough for it to be seductive but loud enough for the audience to hear. I was twirled around to face him his chest partially exposed from the few buttons undone on his white shirt. A black cape with red roses and vines were embedded in the cape, and to top it off a black mask. Everyone on the edge of their seats awaiting my characters response to Don Juan. "You," I replied simply taking both his hand. "It is you that I want, Oh great Don Juan." I sang to him starting to walk to the table and chairs on the stage. "You might have given the world a reason for fear at the machine of your name, but no, no not I" I continued on releasing his hands leaving him at the table. "A mask, a name, a face is what they fear but I do not." She promised to him. Erik nodded glancing into box 5 then back to me. Our voices joined and the crowd was begging for more, begging to know what we would do next. We lock eyes and all of a sudden it was just us the crowd wasn't there, the guards were gone, and the family in box 5 didn't matter. We stepped closer and began to circle each other. "Love me, for that's all I ask of you." He put his hand around my waist and I placed mine on his shoulder. He kissed my nose and whispered only for me to hear "Do you trust me?"

I sighed and in the same hushed tone replied "With my life." I looked into his eyes knowing that all the love I would ever need was right here. As we ended the duet, the duet written for us, Erik looked to Philippe and Raoul. Philippe was nodding slowly to Erik and I, Raoul was on his feet ready to jump from the box to keep me safe if needed. Erik looked back to me and I stated loud and clear everyone but the audience knew this wasn't the line. I stole his lips moving my hand to his mask and in one swift movement it was gone I pulled away "I Love you!"

And with that a trap door under us gave way and Erik and I were plunged into darkness. Leaving everyone astonished. The curtain closed and Raoul was quick to find the Giry girls while Joshua stood nearby. "Please where has he taken her?" Meg shook her head. So Raoul then looked Jessica "Please Misoure we know no more than anyone else."

"That's not true and everyone knows it!" Raoul yelled. Jessica and Meg ignored him and walked on trying to get away from the panicking stagehands and dancers. A hand descended onto Raoul shoulder. His head quickly snapped to see that it was none other than Joshua Reynolds. He then grabbed Raoul arm and said "If you want to get to them before the mob that's forming as we speak dose, then follow me."

In the darkness with none other than Erik as my guide all but my sense of hearing gone. I grabbed hold to Erik's strong, tall figure as he could see and I could not. He couldn't help but laugh at me and as we moved toward the end of the passage lead to a tunnel. "Once we get there I need you to get from your room everything that you deem necessary. I've laid out a bag on your bed that isn't big enough for your whole closet." We laughed as we drew close to the boat. "I also went ahead and put out your wedding dress, if you still choose to marry me." I took his arm and made him look at me. The lantern on the boat lighting his unmasked face perfectly, he was so beautiful, oh, how I loved him. "Erik, I said yes, and if you were to ask me a thousand times more the answer would still be yes. I love you, I always have and I always will. I won't ever stop." He smiled and playfully bowed motioning to the boat. I laughed and curtseyed then took his hand so he could help me into the boat. Then we were off. We both knew we didn't have much time to pack and leave there would soon be a mob of stagehands, dancers, and performers upon the both of us. But if it came to it I would happily die alongside my Erik. I would honestly rather die being known as the Phantom's lover than die knowing that I could have done something to help save my Erik's life. And if the mob took his life and not my own I would be better off dead for I would never dance, never sing, and never love again. I swore that to myself the moment I said yes. I sang only for Erik, because he is my music, and why dance if there is no music? Why sing if there is no one to sing for? And why love if there is no one worth loving?