So here is the next chapter. Please review. I was thinking about creating a new story, not a sequel just a different story. So if you think I should then give me some ideas you wouldn't mind me using. Names of characters would be nice too. Thanks or should I say Merci.

Philipe's POV

"Hello Monsieur de Garnier." I smiled at her and kissed the back of her hand.

"Please call me Philipe." She nodded and repeated my name.

"If you'd like you can call me Christine." I smiled.

"If you do not mind, I'd like to do just that." She giggled and her cheeks flushed. This young woman was beautiful. I had never seen anyone quiet like her. Yes, my very best friend Emily is very beautiful but Miss Daae was a very, very lovely young women.

"Philipe, Christine, let's go sit down." Emily starred at us for a moment as Christine and I couldn't help but stare at each other.

"Emily's right you two." Erik told us. His voice instantly snapped Christine and I out of our dazed state. Christine looked at him and giggled as he gave her a strange look. Emily smiled then rolled her eyes at Erik.

"Come on." She said slipping out of Erik's arms and walking to the parlor.

"I see you've repaired the house." I said as the rest of us entered the parlor. Emily was sitting on the couch.

"It was difficult, but I was able to get it done. The last thing we need to finish repairing is the stables." Erik said as he sat down next to her.

"We? I think you mean you. I can't repair the stables." Emily laughed as he rolled his eye in realization.

"What about Ceaser?" Christine asked. Erik looked at her in confusion.

"What do you mean, Christine?" She smiled as she sat down in a chair.

"Well where are you going to put him while you are doing the repairs?" Erik looked at her for a moment as he thought.

"Well I hadn't thought of that yet."

"Who's Ceaser?" I asked as Emily stood up.

"It's Erik's horse." She said as she headed out of the parlor.

"Where are you going dear?" Erik asked. She stopped at the door.

"Must you know my whereabouts every moment of the day?" She asked obviously annoyed.

"I just want to make sure you are okay. I don't want you to disappear on me." He stood and walked toward her.

"Erik go sit down." She ordered. He didn't listen instead he wrapped his arms around her. This man still made me uneasy but I knew she was still safe, he definatly cared about her. Maybe he was just protective of her.

"No Erik, I said sit down. I will be fine. I'm just going up to the room for a moment." He ignored her and tried to kiss her cheek. She turned away.

"Erik! You are trying my patience!" She yelled. He let go and looked at her confused and dazed.

"I was just," She cut him off.

"I was just," She mimicked him rather meanly. "I don't care I just want to go upstairs for a moment!" With that she walked out of the parlor and went upstairs. Erik who looked rather hurt sat back on the couch.

Surprisingly I actually felt bad for him. "Don't take it personally. She has always been like that. She needs to be alone sometimes, even if she seems perfectly fine. Sometimes she needs to be alone with her thoughts." He nodded and starred at his hands for a moment.

Christine stood and took a seat next to him. "It's okay." She said rubbing his back. "I doubt the pregnancy is helping her mood very much. It's probably just the baby talking, figuratively speaking of course." I laughed and she looked at me as she giggled.

Erik's POV

"I doubt the pregnancy is helping her mood very much. It's probably just the baby talking, figuratively speaking of course." Christine said obviously trying to cheer me up. It didn't quite work. The Viscount laughed and Christine looked over at him giggling.

"Don't!" I snapped. Christine instantly looked at me and quieted herself. The Viscount de Garnier did the same. What had come over me? Why did I snap at them?

"What?" Christine asked.

"Laugh with this boy." Philipe looked at me with anger in his eyes. Why was I being protective over Christine? Did I still have feelings for her? No! I couldn't I love Emily! But is it possible? Could I love them both?

"What is wrong with you?" Christine asked removing her hand from my back. I shook my head and turned away from her. "Answer me!" She yelled.

OOOOOOOO she yelled at him! Again please give me ideas for a new story. Like always read and review.