OMOG!!!! soooooooo sorry for the wait, but ive been super busy, but as promised i have not given up yet! I did get this short chapter done. it isn't great (and i know it could be better), but my writer's block is making writin this so much harder!! i do have a great chptr planned next, so just stick with me here. i just needed to get over this rough patch!

srry, this chptr isn't all that great...

phantomgirl27

Chapter 13

Recovery

Christine paced the halls of the opera house in silence. The dream had disturbed her greatly. She just couldn't seem to keep him out of her mind… he was haunting her.

Yet while he lives… He will haunt us till we're dead…

Those words haunted her, every waking and dormant instant. Why couldn't she just forget him, he was long gone. Then again one does not simply forget someone who has had such a great impact on their life and so many of her memories with Raoul were happy… that was until the disaster.

Christine was cold and tired. She did not go back to her dorm instead she visited a very familiar dressing room with a large orient mirror on the wall. She slid the mirror aside and descended down to Erik's home.

Erik sat at his desk, overlooking a piece of music. What was the use? He couldn't concentrate. He put the music aside and rubbed his aching head with his hands. Oh how he missed her. It had only been a few hours since the time he had seen her, but it felt like a lifetime.

He heard footstep behind him and Erik whirled around catching sight of Christine rounding the corner from the secret passage way.

Erik rose to his feet and Christine rushed into his arm and burst into tears.

'What is wrong Christine?" Erik asks softly.

"I-It was the dream again… I'm scared Erik," Christine cried, "He's out there somewhere and he won't stop hunting me until he finds me."

"Settle down Christine, it was only a dream." Erik whispered in her ear.

Erik held her in his arms for several minutes, almost unsure of what to make of the situation, until she finally calmed down. Christine dried her eyes and faced Erik. His eyes were green at the moment and looked at her with the utmost concern.

"Christine, forget him. He is in the past now. I will protect you and I will never let anyone or anything harm you." Erik said sincerely.

This seemed to calm Christine immensely. She sighed and fell against his shoulder. The two sat there for some time just savoring the wonderful silence and comfort of each other.

Erik broke the silence some time later, "I have some wonderful news."

Christine perked up. "What is it?" she asked.

"You know how those two men who call themselves managers, are trying to sell the opera, because of a certain affairs involving the oh so infamous Opera Ghost?"

"Yes, everyone seems to know something about that, yet no one knows if it is true or not."

Erik got to his feet. "It is true and... well… they've found a buyer."

"Who?"

"Oh he's a very mysterious man, only known as Monsieur Revelle. No knows who he is… and he always has someone come in his place." Erik couldn't hide his smile.

Christine's hands flew to her mouth as she realized who "the mysterious man" was.

"Oh Erik! That is wonderful! But are the managers not bothered by the fact that they do not know who the true buyer is?"

"No, it didn't seem to bother them at all. They got more than they deserved for the opera house. They only cared about the money, that is the only reason they became mangers in the first place!" Erik sat down again on a wooden chair near Christine.

Crossing over to him Christine laid her hand on Erik's shoulder.

"But Erik, it is wonderful. Your dream has always been to run to opera and now that you're the owner, you can properly do so."

"I really don't know why I didn't do this earlier, but I will miss sending all those threatening letters. They were always so entertaining when I wrote them.' Erik smiled a bit to himself. "Nadir will be the acting manager and double as my middle man. Together all three of us will clean up this sad excuse of an opera house and turn it into the musical domain it once was."

Looking into erik's eyes, Christine took his hand "We're in for one great adventure, but if we stick together I know everything will work out."