I do not own Phantom of the Opera, Phantom of the Opera is property of Gaston Leroux and Andrew Lloyd Webber. Nor do I own Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol.

Title: Chasing Cars

Summary: This is a simple one-shot taking place if Christine and Erik had been together (but they're not married)… Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol

Rating: PG13

"Do you want to start first, or should I?" Christine asked Erik, who sat at the piano, organizing the papers.

"No, I'll go first." He answered. He started the tune on the piano.

"Is this from your new Opera?" She inquired. He just nodded and began to sing.

Erik:

We'll do it all

Everything

On our own

We don't need

Anything

Or anyone

If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Christine suddenly became nervous. What was he trying to say? But she couldn't think about that now, it was her turn to sing.

Christine:

I don't quite know

How to say

How I feel

Those three words

Are said too much

They're not enough

If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

The words seemed to state exactly what she wanted to say. How did he know? He started again.

Erik:

Forget what we're told

Before we get too old

Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Christine:

Let's waste time

Chasing cars

Around our heads

Erik:

I need your grace

To remind me

To find my own

Both:

If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Forget what we're told

Before we get too old

Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Erik:

All that I am

All that I ever was

Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

Christine:

I don't know where

Confused about how as well

Just know that these things will never change for us at all

Both:

If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

The last notes of the song gently echoed against the black stone walls. The two of them looked at each other, no words were needed.

Erik stood up to his full height, took her hand, and bent down on one knee.

"Christine, I…" He began, fear in his voice but Christine stopped him.

"You don't even need to ask." She said entraced.

"So that's a 'yes'?" He asked shakely.

"Of Course!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck.

A.N.: All right, all right, already! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I know that I haven't been updating Last Glance or Blowing in the West Wind, but I have been so swamped with school. I have the next chapter of BinWW and LG but all I have to do is type them and then I can relax….