Alone {Caution some PG content, read at own risk}

[Sakwa]

Well Vimcote, if you had been listening, I commented only that how can you stop her dreaming of me. Even if I stay far away from Mademoiselle Daae, you can't control her dreams, no one can. *Erik replied, calm and polite. Mentally he allowed himself a slight smirk, as yet the Vimcote and him were at an even in this battle of words*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Raoul was stuck. Erik had him backed up into a corner, but Raoul refused to admit Erik was right. "What you say may be true," he said slowly, "however, the farther you and she are apart from each other, the safer she'll be. Wouldn't want you taking her again now would we?" Christine couldn't stand it, she had to defend Erik somehow. "He didn't take me!" she blurted, "I went with him! Every time he wanted me to go somewhere with him, I agreed to follow!"

[Sakwa]

In no way did I ever force Christine to come with me, she came of her own free will *there was a quiet snarl in Eriks voice* Vimcote *he added, almost as an afterthought*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Raoul was too shocked to say anything. He had never heard this story before. He had always assumed things. He quickly covered his shock with anger. 'They are lying.' he forced himself to think, 'Christine just wants to protect her precious Phantom!'

[Sakwa]

*Erik regarded Raoul, quietly, making no further comment until the Vimcote said something worth retorting to*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Raoul couldn't think of anything to say. He had to think of something, and quick. Anything to keep the fight going. To Christine, the tension in the carriage was suffocating. The two men hated each other, and it was because of her. 'Oh Father, why are you putting me through this?' she asked to herself.

[Sakwa]

*Erik came to the conclusion he would hold his tongue. If the Vimcote could think of nothing better to do then just try and keep an old fight going he would not stoop to the Vimcotes level and give him the thrill of hearing Eriks retorts*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Raoul opened his mouth as if to say something, but quickly closed it and stared out the window, obviously pouting.

[Sakwa]

*'child' Erik thought mentally to himself. 'Most people think I'M meant to be a child, at least I have an excuse..really' Erik continued in that thought, he was starting to feel sleepy again, but he didn't want to sleep..didn't want to risk having those nightmares again*

[*Musical~Soul*]

As a silence lulled through the carriage, Christine felt a bit awkward. She kept folding and unfolding her hands in her lap.

[Sakwa]

*Erik was getting so tired, but he was fighting it. He'd rather stay awake and face the Vimcotes snide comments then sleep and face those dreadful nightmares again and that trapped feeling*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Christine had unknowingly kept her hand on Erik's arm, and suddenly felt herself slipping her hand into his.

[Sakwa]

*Erik glanced down slightly and gave a slight smile. He doubted the Vimcote would approve, but ah well. Christine had done that of her own choice.*

[*Musical~Soul*]

Raoul didn't notice (of course! ) but he watched Erik suspiciously as he smiled, wondering if this man knew something he didn't.

[Sakwa]

(LOL! SILLY RAOUL)

*Erik could feel the sleep threatening to overwhelm him, but still he fought it, the best he could. He couldn't face those nightmares, that feeling of trapped helplesness again.*

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