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This is Sarah singing

Okay, so as I started listing before in the previous chapter beginning A/N, the chapter titles!

9. The Note by Earle Stacey

10. Carlotta Valdez by Harvey Danger

11. Song featured in The Phantom of the Opera that I still do not own.

12. Heartbreaker by Pat Benetar

13. History Repeating by Shirley Bassey (this took me an hour to find!)

14. Dead of the Night by Bad Company

15. Dustland Fairytale by The Killers (No joke, that's the band name! Awesome band, I love their songs.)

16. Big Trouble by Trout Fishing In America (again, that band name isn't a joke. I've seen them play live multiple times.)

Number of guesses for these chapters: none. *sighs*

Sarah stared in shock as Erik took off his mask. She said nothing, and did nothing as he glared at the wall angrily. She hesitantly, ever so hesitantly took in his face that had been hidden behind the mask. It was a little more revolting than what Gerard Butler had portrayed, but not to the point that he should have considered himself a monster. True, his nose was a little deformed and his skin was an angry yellow, but it wasn't nearly as bad as he made it sound like.

Erik meanwhile was waiting for the impending scream, dead faint, or the shove away that he was sure would ensue. When it never happened, he looked over to her to find her smiling. He was about to put his mask back on when she startled him by touching his deformity, and he slapped her hand away in reflex.

"Don't touch me," he snapped. "I'm a monster."

"You're not your skin," she said softly. "I see through it."

"There's nothing to see through."

"Yes, there is. You call yourself a monster, but I've seen worse, I truly have," she insisted before lyrics came to mind from one of her favorite plays. She smiled before beginning to sing, changing up the words a bit to suit the situation.

I have always yearned to go
Past the world you think you know.
I'm enthralled to the call
of the beauty underneath.
I have let it draw me in
Past the place where dreams begin
Felt the full breathless pull
Of the beauty underneath.

When the dark unfolds its wings
I can sense the strangest things.
Things no one would ever guess
Things mere words cannot express.

And I find myself beguiled
by the dangerous and wild.
Yes, I feed on the need for the beauty underneath.
I feel all the senses surge
And surrender to the urge.
And I'm hooked as I look
at the beauty underneath.

Sarah was cut off from singing the rest of the song by a loud scream that echoed through the school. It made her jump, but she was glad to find that she didn't have to sing the rest of the song. After all, she didn't dare want him to join her in song, not with this one, but she wanted him to be able to remake the lyrics for himself for when he was supposed to try to seduce Christine's child on Coney Island.

"Should we…?" she asked softly, and he shook his head.

"Don't," he said softly as he caressed her face. "You're… you're amazing. I wish you could be in my time."

"I'm afraid that as far as I know, I can't," she said sadly. "I would if I could. But I know that you'll get your happy ending in the end. I'm sure of it."

"Why? It's not in the history books?"

"No," she said sadly. "It's a female's intuition this time."

"Thank you," he said softly as he went to put his mask back on. "You're the first person who didn't laugh or jeer at me. others did, but they screamed and or ran away from me in fear of my de- my-my scar."

"Thank you," she smiled putting her hand on the right side of her face. "I promise you that I will do everything in my power to find a way to come to you someday. Even if it's long after your death, I'll join you in your lair underneath the opera house, or at least the place it once stood."

"Should I stay there?" he asked softly, and her eyes widened.

"Good heavens no! you're supposed to go to Coney Island for a long time, you're the owner of it, you created it, and you kept it going for years with Meg and Madame Giry. Besides, Christine has a kid who rejects you at first but comes to eventually see the beauty underneath," she panicked. "Erik, I wish till the day that I die that I could stay with you forever, but I can't. we're from different eras."

"What if I stayed in this one?" he asked with wide and pleading eyes. "Would you stay with me?"

"Yes, for now and for always," she said smiling wider. "I promise you that all I say is true. I promise that if you live till my time that I'll be your shelter, your light, your muse, your angel, anything you want me to be. Let me lead you from your solitude."

Erik detested those words coming from Christine and Raoul, but somehow this girl had twisted them in such a way that they pierced him in a different way than the previous time they'd heard him. He flinched as she brought herself to him, holding him close. His eyes widened and filled with tears as he realized what she was doing, and without even meaning to he let his head hang over her shoulder. He let the tears fall, tears of bottled up anguish from being abused, years of loneliness and pain, and even tears of joy from the contact, the very first hug that he could ever remember receiving in his entire life.

Sarah had pulled herself to him, seeing the bottled up pain and anguish in his eyes, wanting nothing more than to hug him. She pitied him, she always had, but now that she knew his pain she was on a par with him and knew just how badly they both needed the hug. So, she had hugged him and to her shock she felt him awkwardly put his arms around her.

But what startled her even more was that the phantom had his head lowered and down to her so that the tears that would soon come flowing from his eyes would fall onto her shoulder. She let him have the timing of the hug, knowing that it would probably be the first one he had ever received that he could remember. She wanted him to know that she was there for him, that she cared for him, and that she wanted him to be by her side like Christine had wanted Raoul by her side. She was a serious young woman that took no crap from anyone, and even though she was unskilled by her modern terms, she knew just what to do somehow through nesting instincts.

"I will always find a way to see you," she promised as he shed a multitude of tears onto her shoulder and she rubbed his back gently. "No matter what, I will always find a way to you, even if only in my heart."

"Thank you," he sobbed. "Thank you, my princess..."

It was now Sarah's turn to get tears in her eyes, this time from his use of Toni's nickname for her.

Okay, does anybody even want to know why I have the chapter titles what they are, or do you all just not want to know?

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