I could see him with that crystal, throwing it at Erik. Erik disappeared into glitter, and Jareth dove for the window as I slipped away. I closed my eyes and waited for the hard thud that was surely coming. But a tight grip was holding my arm and opening my eyes, I was met with mismatched ones.

"I won't let you fall! Not again!" He was pulling me up, and I scrambled to be on land.

As soon as we were safe he locked the window, I was still clutching him tightly, trying to hide the tears. He looked down and our eyes mixed. Knowing how terrified I was he rested his chin on my head, holding me in his arms.

"I told you I would never let you fall. Ever."

Jareth POV

She was still clinging to me, her tears soaked my shirt, I just wish I had never done this in the first place. How would I tell her? Tell her this was my fault and that wasn't real Erik. When would be the best time? Now, I would have to tell her now.

"Cherie… that wasn't really Erik." I blurted out, hoping she wouldn't get angry.

"…" was her response, but she still clung to me. Gripping tighter as I could feel fear itself creep up into my heart.

"I-I created a copy with a spell, I only did it to make you happy. It wasn't suppose to end up like this. I used the wrong spell which brought out Erik's inner villainy into the copy. Please know that I would never have wanted this to happen… please."

I pulled her face up to mine. I just wanted to see those forgiving eyes, the ones that rolled when I spoke none sense, the ones that grew bright and beautiful when she smiled, the ones I had now drawn tears from. She stared back not angrily or saddened not even confused, it was a glint of relief.

"Cherie… please, say something." I begged.

"Does that mean Erik actually thinks those thoughts? He'd rather have me dead than with someone else." She whispered like a broken music box, a beautiful sound ruined with the sad tone that grew into a quiet sob.

"That doesn't matter now. What matters is that you are okay." I tried to change the subject.

She tried to stand herself up, but fell. The poor girl shook like a loose leaf in the winter wind. It was all my fault, all this fear and anguish I had caused. Who knows how long she'll be okay with Erik? Surely she would be scarred from this experience.

"Cherie, Erik loves you. He loves you more than roses or opera and would be willing to do anything for you. Even if it means letting you go. Believe me, he tells me this everyday. That's why I know he's better for you than anyone, especially me." I sighed as the young girl in my arms leaned against me, a smile playing itself on the edge of her lips.

"Can we get some ice cream?" The girl looked up at me tears still rolling, but a sniffling smile surfaced. I chuckled loudly, amused by her sudden appetite for cold dessert.

"Now why in the world would you ask that?" I replied.

"Cherie's rule number 12, Ice cream solves everything." I stood up and helped her to the door.

She was still very startled so I decided I would spend the night with her and call Javert to drop off some ice cream.

Cherie POV:

Jareth and I watched a few movies, mainly Disney ones, and snacked on the mint ice cream Javert had brought us. But I was still shaken, to know that deep down inside Erik really felt that way terrified me. I wanted more than anything to ask the real Erik if he still had those feelings buried down in him, but he would not be returning for sometime now. But maybe I could visit him, somehow. I'll just tell Jareth why I have to do this, but not today, tomorrow is better. We stayed up late and were visited by Luna,Eponine and James, who joined us for ice cream.