Do you wish for me to speak to him?" Raoul wondered. Christine was suddenly at a loss for words. In truth she did not know why she had come to Raoul for this. Surely she could have gone to Nadir? But she knew the Persian and her husband had been talking many nights and she knew Nadir had to have told him to think about what he wanted to do. She was sure Erik still had something planned, so obviously Nadir was not getting through to him. She was not sure that Raoul would be able to help either. Her husband still held a certain amount of jealousy towards the handsome man for the feelings he held for Christine. But Christine was beyond desperate. She knew Erik would do something, that was who he was, but she could not help but worry. She had lost him once; she would not do so again.
"I do not know..."
The rumbling of the clouds overhead stopped Raoul from saying anything. Dark clouds had slowly moved over the sun and both knew it would rain soon. Saying nothing, he offered Christine his arm and slowly led her back to the house. No words would make her feel better and he was not going to lie to her. He did not know what to say to Erik that would not make the masked man enraged.
"Where have you two been?" Nadir asked when they went inside. Christine said nothing other than asking the two men to excuse her. Slowly she made her way upstairs with a heavy heart. She could hear the soft patter of the rain as it began and she knew that could not be a good sign that it had been sunny and had quickly changed to such a gloomy atmosphere. She had made Erik believe that everything was alright with her, that she was not worried, when in fact she was having trouble sleeping at night thanks to her worry. Now she had no idea what she was going to do. They should not have to worry about this, she and Erik should be building a nursery in their home in Paris, deciding on suitable names for their baby enjoying life together. All Christine thought about was a way to stop Erik from getting himself killed foolishly, and if she could not, at least help him in what he had planned in some way.
"What were you talking about with Chagny?"
Christine gasped in surprise when Erik spoke as she walked into their room. She had not seen him all day and did not know he was in the room. She put a hand to her heart in the hopes of slowing down its erratic pace. Christine felt like she had been caught doing something she shouldn't and knew it was ridiculous. She had known when she first asked to talk to Raoul that Erik would never approve. She was her own woman, she would do what she had to to protect her husband, even if he did not like whom she talked to!
"He was telling me about Meg," Christine said, removing the shawl she had on her shoulders and dropping it on the bed.
"You are not a good liar, Christine," Erik murmured. She shrugged, trying to look indifferent. She did not want to tell Erik about her fears, he would not listen to her anyways. When he believed he had to do something he would do it, and he would not let anyone tell him otherwise.
"I am not lying."
Erik growled and went to her, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look at him. Christine's fierce gaze founds his before she angrily pulled away.
"I saw him wipe the tears from your eyes, what were you talking about?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous. This was the Erik she had known when she had first married him, the one with the short temper. She could handle this Erik just like she could handle the other sides of him.
"It is none of your business!" she replied, walking towards the door. She could not deal with this at the moment. She had enough to worry about without having to deal with his jealousy. Erik however, grabbed her wrist before she even made it to the door. His grip hurt and she hid her wince, not wanting him to know he was hurting her.
"You will answer my question and you will answer it now, or so help me I will-"
"You'll what?" she challenged, causing Erik's eyes to grow darker in anger.
"What your tongue with me, cherie, it has gotten you into trouble before," Erik warned.
"I have every right to talk to Raoul, Erik, and I do not need to have this conversation with you," she said. Christine did not want to argue with him, she wanted him to hold her in his arms and promise her that he would not allow any harm to come to himself. Erik said nothing, he simply pulled her to him and kissed her with all of the emotion he had. Christine knew what he was doing, he wanted to feel like a man, the man that she loved and the man that could make her moan in pleasure. He wanted to erase the false thoughts he thought she had for Raoul. But Christine could not stand to be here him at the moment, knowing that he was finding a way to get to Michael and knowing that he would not listen to her or accept her help. He was risking himself for her and she did not want him to.
Erik felt his heart clench when Christine pushed away from him. She had never, never, pulled away from him when he wanted to touch her since they had both found their feelings. Silent tears were cascading down her cheeks as she shook her head and swallowed.
"No-don't touch me!"