Erik held her close to him and let her cry. He ran his hands up and down her back, comfortingly. "It's alright, Margaret..." He whispered. "I'm here." He kissed the top of her head and picked her up into his strong arms, just to hold her.

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Margaret's crying stopped as Erik held her. Although they stayed like this for a long time, there was a hint of shouting in the distance, what they didn't know was it was Raoul and the police ready to hunt Erik down as Christine begged them not to.

Erik looked into Margaret's eyes and then sighed deeply. "We are no longer safe here..." He whispered to her. He gently set her down and gave her the music again. "Let's find somewhere else."

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Margaret looked into Erik's eye's, she was scared, scare of losing him again when he was returning. "Where will we go?" Just then she heard a crunch, turning she saw Raoul, and he was alone.

Erik was about to say something, when he saw Raoul. He glared at him and wrapped his arms around Margaret.

Raoul glared back to Erik and slowly walked towards them. "Get your hands off of my sister, intruder." He hissed at Erik.

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Margaret stare at Raoul wide eyed. "Raoul, its Erik. He is starting to remember, he had amnesia. Please."

Erik held on tighter to Margaret and started backing away from Raoul, slowly.
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Raoul's eyes were flaring at the man. "Erik is dead, Margaret!" He yelled at her and then walked towards them.

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Margaret broke free of Erik. "That is Erik!" She pointed at him. "He knows me." She held out one of Erik's Opera's. "He wrote this, look at the writing."

Erik folded his arms and continued glaring to Raoul.
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Raoul snatched the papers away from Margaret and looked at the papers. After a few moments of reading, his temper seemed to disappear. "Marg... what is this supposed to prove?"

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"That, Raoul, is one of Erik's many Operas that he tried to sell. You still have the note from 'O.G' do you not. The one saying that Christine was safe with a certain Angel. Don't give me that look. I have read it. But At the time I couldn't remember why the writing was familiar. This is the same handwriting." Margaret said fumming.

Erik listened to Margaret and then watched her, closely. She didn't seem too happy.
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Raoul looked to Margaret and then to Erik. He gently handed the papers back to her and walked over to Erik.

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Margaret took her papers back. It seemed she had at last found the happiness that Raoul had hoped she would regain angain, only for him to try to take away. But the way he walked to Erik did not betray why he did.

((The way I write, what do you think of it, boring, childish, or proffesional. I am just curious about your opinion.))

[It's quite professional to me... lol. What about my writing?]

Raoul stared at Erik for a moment. "I suppose you have that mask for a purpose. Such as a fire burn."
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Erik slowly nodded and watched Raoul, closely.
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Raoul sighed deeply and then looked back to Margaret. "I sure hope you know what you are doing..."

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((lol. Same, but then again we have different styles.))

Margaret looked at her brother. "I do."

((Do you have an idea of other trials that our couple should face, or should Raoul just let them be and the police try to get to Erik. All the while Erik is still remembering.))

[Hmm... well, we could just let the police go after him for now. *nods*]

Raoul sighed and nodded. "Fine..." He then left the two of them and closed the door behind him.
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Erik looked over to Margaret and smiled lovingly at her.

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Margaret smiled back. "So where do we go now? Matbe we could leave Paris, sell your operas, and live far away for awhile, or do you wish to stay."