Author Note: Bah, I know I made several mistakes in the last chapter, but I hope people continue to read on.

Thanks go to:

Lady Wen- terribly sorry you hated the chapter, I hope you continue to read though.

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Haven in the Far Outskirts

Words seemed to escape the masked man's mind as he looked up at the Persian man who had just saved him from whatever hell he must have been going to be put through by those other men. Or at least he hoped, but Nadir would never betray him, or at least he didn't think so, but look at Christine and what she had done.

Erik once more tried to sit up, and managed to succeed and he looked about the carriage. A sickening feeling began to slowly overtake his body and he began to tremble involuntarily as the reoccurring memory of what had just happened here began to come over the masked man. The change in demeanor did not go unnoticed by the man standing above him and instantly a firm hand was wrapped about Erik's upper arm. The steady brace of the Persian prevented Erik from falling back against the seat to say the least.

"Come, Erik. You need to get some air and rest. You are safe now." the man urged knowing he would not be able to move Erik if he was a dead weight.

Erik looked up at the man dully and shifted his weight forward limply, causing him to lean against Nadir's shoulder heavily. Even though he hadn't been fully penetrated, his body ached in places that Erik had never felt in pain due to the uncaring and harmful moments against him.

"Easy, Erik!" Nadir tried to get him to take control of some of his own weight. When he failed to Nadir called, "Darius!"

There was a sigh of relief when he saw his faithful servant and friend come around from the opposite side of that carriage. With both of their strength they managed to lower Erik on to the soft Earth outside.

"What happened to you?" Nadir immediately questioned and frowned when Erik turned paler, and more sickly in color from what was visible from beneath his mask. The Persian without a second thought swiftly knelt down and ripped the mask off of his face before Erik began to dry heave, not exactly getting sick, but still it would have been too much of a strain for his mask to remain on, plus it could constrict his breathing.

This happened for a few moments until Erik finally calmed down, his fists curling into the dirt when he finally noticed his surroundings. "Wh-whe-wher-. . .?"

"Where are we?" Nadir asked him, "Home."

Erik nodded, so this was where Nadir had wound up after the disaster at the Opera house. It wasn't too bad a place from the outside. Or at least what Erik could see as he knelt on the ground. Nadir and Darius both took Erik from underneath an arm and lead him up to the large grey home, it looked more like a manor actually. There were forests all about, but the way they thinned out the closer you got to the manner, seemed to show that there were some wider fields in the back.

Erik cringed a bit as he tried to get his legs moving a bit more then just dragging along the ground. He looked about for any sign of Christine, relived when he didn't see her. He sighed softly as all three of them slowly took the stairs up to the front door which opened for them. Erik's eyes squeezed shut and his teeth found his bleeding lip as he saw Christine inside, being the one who opened the door for them. So she was still around here? Why? How? What? God he was so confused.

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Erik found himself being lain in a dark mahogany room a few minutes later. It was simply decorated, but cozy enough for comfort. Erik half heartedly listened as Nadir spoke, once more trying to get information out of him of what had happened. When Erik didn't respond, the tanned man threw his hands up in aggravation and left the room, shutting the door behind himself.

Erik let out a soft whimper as he shifted on the bed, trying to get comfortable. The bed was too soft for his liking, and his body was feeling so off that a bed was the last place he wanted to be. His feet didn't feel like working though so he stayed put, watching the back of his arms as small bruises in the shape of fingers began to form along his skin.

Nearly being raped had been enough to keep him awake, but Erik seemed to think that was not the reasoning for his behavior. No, he wanted to know the truth. And also on: what the hell was happening? Why had he been taken and how did Nadir manage to find him out wherever the hell he was?

Whatever the reasoning, he would kill whoever was responsible. Well, perhaps not. Like it or not, if Christine was behind it he wouldn't find himself to be able to kill the woman who had indeed saved him from his fever and death. But what if this was worse? There was a feeling that the vicomnte was behind this, and he was certain he was right too.

He shifted under the blankets that Darius had carefully lain on top of his weary body, his clothing feeling uncomfortable as they clung to his body. There was nothing now to distract his mind though, nothing at all.

But the chance did come nearly a half an hour later.

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"Erik?"

The man's eyes bolted open and he tried to sit up. Groaning from the effort he slunk back down against the sheets defeated. "What is it, Christine?" he spoke quietly, knowing her voice. He wasn't even sure if she had heard his silent reply, but she spoke again.

"Can I talk to you?" she asked and without waiting she opened the door, forcing a small smile on to her lips as she looked at the poor man lying tiredly and confused on the bed. "I. . I am sorry, for what happened. Yes, I know about it and I tell you now it was not supposed to happen."

Wait. . not supposed to happen? She had known! She was indeed behind the matter of his kidnap! Erik's eyes flashed dark and Christine took a half step back in shock. A renewed strength from fury came from within Erik and he abruptly sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. As soon as they had hit the ground though he slunk back to the ground, nearly hitting his head on the side table as a result. "Why, dammit? Why the hell do you want to see me suffer? I was nearly raped! I was assaulted and you pulled me from my home because. . because. . !" he cut off, panting for air and to try and calm himself down, no sense going through hyperventilation again. He felt dizzy enough as it was.

"Because you would not agree to come on your own will. . I know Erik. But I needed to get you out of there. You weren't safe, and you didn't even realize it. On the other hand though, I did and I saved some of your possessions and brought them here to your home." she spoke again.

"You don't know anything, Christine! And my home? This is Nadir's home!" he spoke overlapping the last word she spoke.

"No, Erik. It's your home, and you are safe here. I had talked to Nadir before to meet up with us half way so the people I hired to get you out of Paris wouldn't know where you are going. I didn't expect that one man to do that though. . and once more you don't know how sorry I am. I should have run a background check, b-but I didn't." she spoke as she approached him and laid a gentle hand on his back. He flinched and recoiled, sliding so his back was leaning against the bed.

When Erik didn't speak she continued once more, her hand sliding down to her side. "Look, there are a few things you need to be informed of, and I can think of no better time then now." Christine looked down at him and waited for a reply.

After a time Erik finally looked up at her, his face maskless and bearing more emotion than once. "Go ahead. I have all the time in the world now."

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Ending note:

Reviews are always loved. I always enjoy seeing the review alerts in my email after a long day of school. Once more another thanks to the people who continue to support this story.

TheDragonEye