The sun was shining through the window leaving my back warm. I was lying on Erik's bare chest. His heart was thumping beneath my ear making a beautiful melody. I let my eyes adjust from their short sleep. It took me a few minutes to remember where I was. I groaned and stretched out my sore muscles.

"Good morning sleeping beauty." I looked up to see Erik's deep brown eyes locked on me. He already had his mask back in its place to my dismay.

"And what a good morning it is." I stretched up and kissed him.

"That it is, Christine." He sighed and wrapped his arms tighter around me. There was a soft knock on the door and then Meg came walking into my room. She was looking down into a pile of papers in her hands not noticing us.

"Good morning, Christine. For some reason you got some mail this morning. Well you better get up we have to start getting ready for-" She looked up from the mail and stopped where she stood. "Oh my- what did I just- I'm just going to go. I'll see you later." She ran out of my room shutting the door tight behind her.

"She should really wait for a response before entering a room after she knocked."

"Well I am sure that when they gave us separate rooms they didn't expect to walk into situations like this."

"I suppose you are right."

"I should go see what she needs."

"Well if you must." We sat up and Erik kissed my neck. I slipped off the bed and walked into my closet. I pulled out my white satin robe and put it on.

"I'll be back in a minute." I kissed his nose and ran out of the room. Meg was waiting outside the doors. "I'm really sorry about that."

"Well thankfully I didn't see anything. No harm no foul."

"So what did you need?" Meg shook her head remembering her purpose.

"Oh you got mail." I looked at her confused but took the envelope she offered. I noticed the handwriting instantly. "Yeah, I thought it was weird too. But we need to start getting ready for the wedding. You are going to love your dress!" I nodded my head only half listening to Meg. I had other things on my mind to worry about. "Meet me in my room when you're ready." She turned and skipped off down the hall. As soon as I was a lone I ripped open the envelope and pulled out the letter. The letter was exactly as it had been for months except this time at the end in foreign cursive letters it said "He will kill him. You must save the ones you love." It was confusing. They were not the same people and they had completely different motives. Who was going to kill who? I folded up the letter and slipped it into my robe. I turned and walked back into my room, carefully composing my expression first.

"Christine!?" Erik's voice was loud and frightening. The pain and anger in his voice echoed off the walls.

"Yes, darling?" Erik came out of my closet holding out one of my hat boxes.

"I thought these had stopped. Please explain to me how long this has been happening!"

"Erik I can explain!"

"Then please do!" He threw the box against the room's far wall and it crashed to the floor. The letters cluttered the floor.

"I didn't want to worry you, darling. They are not as bad as you think. They are probably just a silly prank."

"A silly? Little? Prank?!" His voice got angrier with each word. He was now standing in front of me. "Someone is sending you threats and you are passing them off as jokes?! How am I to protect you and our family when you don't tell me these things, Christine?!" I reached out to touch his face but he pulled back quickly. "Do not touch me right now, Christine! I am very livid and I do not want to hurt you." He walked past me and threw open my door. "How could you keep something like this from me?" His voice was just barely a whisper and then he was gone.

I went to the pile of letters on the floor and quickly began to pick them up. There was suddenly another pair of hands helping me. "He should never talk to you like that, Christine! I know I do not have the right to tell you that, but it is true. No one should be little you in such a way." I turned to see Raoul's worried expression. I pulled the letter out from my robe and put it in the box.

"He never talks to me like that Raoul. But this time he was right. I have been ignorant. There are some things I need to tell him, that I have chosen to hide from him." I could feel the tears fall down my face. "I have been so cruel to him lately and I do not mean to be. I love him more than my own life, Raoul."

"And he loves you more than his own, but that doesn't mean he should treat you so-"

"Raoul, you do not understand."

"Christine, why do you always put up these fronts? Sometimes it is okay to let people in. I am here knocked on the door, Christine. Let me in." I wiped away my tear and handed him one of the letters on the floor.

"I have been getting these letters for about two months now. I didn't tell him I was still getting them. I know he's angry, but he's mostly just scared, Raoul. I can tell. He doesn't know what to do. He doesn't know how to help. And there is nothing he can do." The tears came back.

"Christine, please stop crying. You are safe. You are not alone. I am here for you." Raoul put his arms around and squeezed my shoulders.

"I just came to tell you that I needed to take a walk and get some air." I turned to see Erik standing behind us. He clearly wasn't happy with what he saw before him. Raoul let his hands fall to his side.

"I think I'll just go."

"Yes, I think that might be best." Erik couldn't help the scowl on his face.

"Erik!"

"Forgive me for interrupting you two, Christine!" Raoul quickly ran out of the room.

"Erik it wasn't like that!" My crying was turning into heavy sobbing.

"Christine, I can't deal with this right now. I feel like my head is on fire!" He turned and walked out of the door. I ran after him trying to keep up with his long strides.

"Talk to me, Erik! I am sorry!" He turned and looked at my tear stained face.

"I think I need some time to think, Christine." And with that he stormed out of the house. I turned to see Gustave standing in the parlor. His face was full of horror.

"I am sorry, Gustave, that you had to see that. It is not as bad as it seems I promise." I walked toward him to take him into my arms but he stepped away from me.

"I will not lose another father!" He ran from the parlor and into the backyard. I fell to the floor and let my tears flow freely.

"I am sorry Christine. I will go talk to him for you." I heard Meg's voice and her feet as she ran after Gustave but I didn't dare try to respond to her. I rose from my spot on the floor and walked slowly back to my room. I got dressed in the first gown that I saw and left the house. I had to find Erik. I knew Gustave was in good hands. I also knew that he had his father's temper. There was no way he was going to talk to or even listen to me until I gave him time to cool down. I stuffed the letter into my corset and walked out into the cold air. I did not know where Erik had gone but I had a pretty good idea. I let my feet tell me where to go. The Opera Populaire was crowded with buggies as the rich were arriving to find their seats. It had been awhile sense I saw it so alive again. I slipped through the shadows and found the back entrance that would take me to the third cellar. I knew my way around down there and I could easily find my way to where Erik had always hid.

I had crossed Lake Averne in no time and was walking up the stone path to where Erik's piano sat. I rounded the corner to Erik's old room. "Go away, Christine." Erik was just where I thought he would be. He was hunched over sitting on his bed. His mask was lying in his lap and he repeated traced his fingers over is smooth white surface.

"I think we both know that I can't."

"You should be getting ready for the wedding."

"Do you really believe that I could? I am so sorry for everything that I have done, Erik." The tears spilled over despite my protest. Erik looked up at me.

"You have done nothing wrong. I just do not know what to do. I feel like I am losing you, Christine." Tears began to slip down his cheeks.

"Lose me? How could you ever lose me? I am yours forever, Erik. It's you and me until the end of time."

"I cannot compete with Raoul and I can't go through the pain of losing you and Gustave again."

"You won't Erik."

"How can I be so sure? The way he touches you, Christine? And the way he looks at you? He will always love you."

"Erik, you are being absurd. He is marrying Meg today. What Raoul and I had was a mental thing. We both thought that we loved one another. We believed we were meant to be sense we were children. But Erik, what I feel for you. Those emotions take control of my whole body. I cannot be without you without being without half of myself. I love you so much Erik that my heart feels like it is going to explode."

"Christine-"

"And the letters, I do not think they are a joke. But I do know that whatever this person is planning it won't work. There is no way I can ever be hurt with you beside me." I pulled the folded up envelope out from my corset. "Besides I think there is someone out there that is on our side." I put the letter in his hand and let him read the words at the bottom of it. Once he finished I took the letter back and slipped it into the envelope.

"Christine, wait. There is something in that envelope." He took it from my hands and pulled out a small hair pin. I heard his breath catch as he studied the small design on it. "It can't be."

"Erik, What is it?" He held the pin up to me.

"This was my mother's."

Thanks to those who have been following my story sense the beginning and thank you for your reviews. They inspire me to keep writing. I hated writing this chapter, not going to lie. I want them to be the perfect relationship. But sometimes you have to let the characters do what they do instead of turning them into who you want them to be, especially with fanfiction when you are writing of already existing characters. But I have been getting into showing more of Erik's dark side. I believe that he isn't going to be this giant pile of fluff all of the time. (even though we all love his sweet side) He is still going to have his angry moments where he breaks thinks and pulls out the Punjab. Alright well I hope you liked it. Remember to read & review. Let me know if you have any ideas who the mystery people are or why Erik's mother's hair pin was with the letter.