A/N: I decided that since I love writing oneshots all the time, I would just post all my oneshots in one story thing. So ya. The first oneshot it of my first written oneshot, the second is my second written oneshot, and the third my third oneshot i've ever written. I will continue to add new oneshots whenever I think of them. SO the first one will be Lost without your touch. Enjoy.

Summary-Christine is deathly ill. When she dies, Erik does not know what to do with himself. But by some strange miracle, Erik sees Christine again. Better summary inside, EC, AU,Oneshot, R&R,ALW movie version.

P.S, if its in italics its a flashback.

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"Come get me Erik!" Christine giggled, running around the tree. Erik chuckled and slowly made his way to the tree. He turned his head to see her giggling behind the tree. She hadn't seen him yet. Erk jumped out at her and she giggled, running away. Erik rolled his eyes and followed close behind her.

He ran up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, and she squeeled with laughter. Erik carried her back to the tree and set her down in the shade onto the cool grass. She panted and laid down on the grass.

"Lie with me Erik..please.." Erik smiled and sat down, pulling her into his lap. She leaned back and rested her cheek on his chest.

"I love you Erik.." She whispered, kissing his chin.

"I love you too." He whispered back.

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Two months, two glorious months. Christine had come back, realizing her mistake. The two had lived peacefully, a life full of love and music. Christine had brought out a different side of him, his blood-thirsty murdering life was left behind. Now Erik was a man, full of love for his beloved angel.

So why her? Why was she to die? Erik looked down and smiled at his angel. She tilted her head slightly. Her once beautiful brown eyes were now vacant and glazed with thin form had gotten a bit thinner, and her long brown hair had lost it's luster.

Why was she to die? Surely the doctors could do something for her. But no, they had told him that she would not live, for they had no medicines for her extreme sickness.

Erik felt that if she died, he would as well.

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They sat together on the bank of the lake, grasping each other for dear life. Christine's lips were connected to Erik's as they kissed passionatly.

"I love you.." She whispered, planting kisses along his cheeks, distorted and perfect.

"And I you.." He whispered, bringing her gently to his chest as they rested together.

"Christine darling..." He murrmered into her hair.

"Yes my angel?"

"I love you...I cannot offer all that the Vicomte could..but..will you marry me?" She sat up and looked at what had been placed into her hand. It was a silver band with little diamonds embedded into the ring and a single diamond on top. "Oh Erik..I don't know what to say.."

"Say yes.." He urged, slipping the ring onto her finger. Christine fought back tears as she looked up into his beautiful yellow orbs. "Yes..yes I will marry you!" She laughed, kissing him strongly on the mouth.

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Erik looked at the ring which lay on her finger. They would never marry, he knew that now. Christine coughed wearily, her eyebrows knitting together as the cough was rough.

Erik sat beside her on the bed, and very carefully, he lifted her into his arms like a small child. And a child she was. Barely eighteen, and her life would end. Erik fought back his own tears. He had to be strong, he had to, for Christine.

"Oh Erik.."
"Shh...don't speak.."

"Erik..sing for me.." She said horsely. Tears soaked Erik's shirt. He did not stop her, she had every right to cry.

Erik began to sing, quietly, not letting his emotions come over him. Christine's shoulders shook as he sang, tears trickling down her face. "Shh..you're alright." He whispered, holding her close.

"No..no I'm not..we both know it Erik..."

"Hush...rest my darling angel."
"I'll see my father soon.."

"Don't talk like that."
"I will..

Erik felt tears trickle down his face.

"Even ifI do...know that I will always love you..."

"I love you too Christine...more than life.."

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She was dead. She wasn't coming back.

"Why her? Why? Why not me? She was so perfect, so wonderful..why?" He moaned, clutching her ring so tightly, his knuckles had turned white.

"Erik? Erik are you here?"He moaned, sobbing more and more.

"Go away Daroga...let me die alone!" He sobbed.

"Erik.."

"No! She's gone! I have no reason to live anymore!"

Nadir placeda hand on Erik's shoulder. Erik in turn shyed away from his touch.

"I cannot go on...she died...why? Why her? She was so perfect..so pure..so innocent! If anyone deserved to die, it was me...not her...oh why?"

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Nadirknocked three times on the door. Marie Giry answered, her lips a thin line. "Is he doing any better?"

"No..not at all. How is Miss Giry?"

"She is not doing well. Christine was her best friend, and without her, Meg is so quiet and she is always locked in her room." Nadir nodded in understandment.

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Erik ran around his lair,throwing things and breaking almost everything.

"Why? Why her?" He asked again as tears ran down his face.

"She was perfect, so young, so talented so full of life!"

Erik collapsed on the bank of the lake, bringing his knees up under his chin as tears ran down his face. He buried his face into his knees, and moaned loudly.

"Christine...Christine..Christine...Christine.." He repeated over and over again.

There was a bright light in his darkness. Erik looked up to see Christine!

She glowed with a bright light, and she was clothed in a beautiful white gown. Her beautiful brown eyes glowed, and her long curly brown hair was free. She was thin, but not as thin as she used to be.

"Erik.." Her heavenly voice whispered. Erik stood, tears glazed in his eyes. This was not real, he told himself. But when Christine's hand touched his, he realized that it was indeed real. "Christine...how..?"

"Hush...I only have a few moments...I just wanted to see you.." She touched both his cheeks and suddenly he felt so unworthy. "A few moments?" She nodded sadly.

"I cannot stay very long...I wanted to tell you something...I love you Erik..I always will.." Her feathersoft lips met his. Erik held her gently, parting her lips with his tongue and tasting her mouth. "I love you Christine..."

"I know...I love you.." She slowly kissed his forehead and backed away. "No..no please...don't leave me.." Another figure, a man appeared. He had dark hair, and brown eyes.

"Father, this is Erik...the one I have told you about..the one I love.." He nodded, and looked at Erik, studying him. The man did not say anything. He stepped towards Christine and Erik. He looked at Christine and smiled warmly. Her eyes filled with tears as a fresh smile spread across her face. Erik was a bit confused. Suddenly, her fathers hand was in his.

"You have my blessing..." Her father finally said, kissing their cheeks. "Papa...I love you."

"I know my dear..I love you too." Suddenly he dissapeared, and Christine was still there. The unearthly glow was gone, but she looked the same.

"Christine..."
"I'm back Erik...I'm home.."

THE END! For this story at least. Next oneshot will be"A singing lesson". R&R please!