A/N: Hello everyone. Here is another chapter. I know they are a little shorter than normal, they will get longer very soon.

Chapter 43: Safe for Now

After went by since they began their search and they couldn't find her. The sun was already set which brought the darkness and made it even harder now to find her. Even with Hunter, the best tracker in all of Scotland, using his skills, they had very little luck. With no rain for days, the ground was dry and hard to locate tracks or footprints. Now with night approaching, a few knew it would be impossible to find her.

"Boyd, it's getting too dark out." Viper said to Erik.

"Viper is right." Chief agreed. "Hunter is not having any luck and it's dangerous to search at night."

"She'll have to survive the night and we can start back up at dawn." Saint said. However, Erik disagreed. He knew it would be hard for her to survive the night. She always had him during their travel to camp and now she had no one, no shelter, no plaid to keep her warm.

"I am not giving up." He told them. "I don't want anything to happen to her. She doesn't know these lands like us." If anything happened to her, he would never forgive himself. He wouldn't give up until he found her and if that meant coming face to face with the English army, so be it.

She had no idea where she was; she was lost. What seemed like an okay plan at the time now wasn't looking so okay. She didn't know these forest and she couldn't remember how to get out of them. It had been awhile since she been through these woods, a few weeks actually. Has it been that long since she's been here? She knew it was well over a month since she first was captured, maybe two. Don't think about now, she reminded herself. She had to think of how to get out of these woods. With the sun gone, there would almost no light soon.

"I guess I have to find a place to sleep for the night now." She said to herself, Looking around, she tried to find a place that she could sleep. Nothing really looked inviting, but this was not the time to be picking. Finding a tall tree, she decided she would sleep against it's trunk. Before settling in for the night, she looked around and saw something in the distance. A small light just a little ways from her. Christine knew it was either the English or the Scots. For a moment, she thought of if she should see who it is or not. If it was the Scots, they would take her back to camp and she would face Erik's wrath which she didn't want. If it was the English, they would return her to England and then she'd be on a ship to France for her marriage to the French prince which she also didn't want. Either outcome was one she didn't want, but she had to decide. For a moment, she thought if she could really leave here and return to England. She had gotten used to living in the Scottish camp and was enjoying it, almost more than living in London. Both lives were completely different. Make your choice, Christine…

Going with her instincts, she followed the light. Coming closer and closer, she prayed she wouldn't regret this decision. As she came closer, she realized it was a campfire. She tried to keep quiet so not to alert any guards. Almost there, she could see a flag flying in the breeze, an English flag. It's the English! Picking up her pace, she practically ran the rest of the way. Coming into view, she could see men all around the fire, all who looked when she came out of the trees.

"Who are you?" One of the soldiers asked as he approached her.

"Christine…Christine Daae." She answered, making the soldier's eyes widen.

"Your Highness?" She nodded. "Oh my god…" He couldn't believe. Other soon came up, needing to see for themselves that the princess was here. Questions started coming at her, everyone curious how she escaped and where she was and what was it like. At one point, she got overwhelmed.

"Gentlemen please. This can wait until morning. She needs rest." One soldier said, making her sigh in relief. Looking at a soldier, he gave an order to him. "Sent word to his Highness about the princess' return. No doubt, he'll want to come straight away." The man nodded and rush off. Looking back the princess, he held out his hand. "Come, I'll show you to your tent." Nodding, she took his hand and followed him to wherever the tent was. As they walk through the camp, soldiers were welcoming her back. Arriving at the tent, she noted how smaller it was than Erik's. "Here you are, your highness."

"Thank you, sir."

"If you need anything, I will have someone outside your tent. I will let you know when your father arrives." He said before bowing and exiting. Looking around the tent, she let out an exhausted sigh. She was safe now.

Looks like Christine made it to the English camp. Anyone wonder if Erik will give up now?

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