Sabrina was squirming. Erik squinted in his sleep, trying to ignore it until Sabrina gave his chest a shove. "Do you hear it? It is so strange…do you hear it?" Erik groaned and opened his eyes a bit. Sabrina was squirming around curiously, looking as if she was bothered by something. The phantom snorted tiredly and sat up, causing the blonde girl to look up at him, but what ever had her attention seemed more important at the moment. Erik shook his head and noticed Eva was sitting up was well, looking out the window.

Erik rubbed his eyes tiredly. It was still night, the sky outside at black as a kettle. He vaguely remembered a dream, but the details were faded. He remembered being very distressed, but couldn't remember why. He did remember fire, lots of it, and chaos…panic stricken chaos.

Sabrina stood and wobbled tiredly over to the window. "Do you hear that to Eva?" Sabrina perked a bit and seem to notice that Erik was not beside her. She looked back, a tad guilty looking. "Oh Erik, I'm sorry, I was preoccupied, I did not mean to get up so abruptly."

Erik yawned and shook his head, smoothing his hair back. He stood and walked over to the window. "What is it you are hearing Sabrina?" He whispered, the boys all still slept soundly. Sabrina thought a moment, "it…sounds like carnie music!" She whispered, growing excited. Eva rolled her eyes at her friend and stuck her head out the window. There was indeed a faint eerie music that reminded Erik of his days in a cage at the gypsy fair. Erik started to tremble, Sabrina saw and took his hand in hers, wrapping her small fingers around his large hand.

"Hey, do you guys see that?" Eva spoke up, leaning out of the window. Erik and Sabrina looked over her head into the dark night. There was not much of anything but darkness and trees. It was almost like a great shadow mass, except if you looked really hard towards the far end of the tall grassy field, there was a little beacon of warm light that pulsed with faint music. The trio exchanged confused glances. That had never been there before…

"Let's go check it out!" Eva cried, running to the door, unceremoniously hopping over Peter, Sirius, and Gerard to the door. None of them stirred an inch. Erik and Sabrina followed her, taking more care to not step on the boys. They quickly trotted down the spiraling stair case and ran after Eva. The raven haired girl's curls flew out behind her as she ran across the wide field. The grass grew progressively taller till it reached the two girl's waists. The grass lapped at Erik's thighs as he ran after his younger company.

When they reached the light they found it was an arch of trees, like the usual way into the clearing, but it was new, and music flowed through loud and happy. Now that they were closer they could here people laughing excitedly, and children screaming in delight and demanding sweets from their parents. Erik's brow furrowed in confusion, what was this? He had never seen anything like it before. Eva reached out and grabbed Sabrina's hand, leading her through the opening. Erik gave an indignant cry and followed, stooping to avoid striking his head on low hanging branches. The passage was dark, only lit by the light ahead. It was twice as long as the entry to the clearing, but at least a little taller. Now they could hear cries of; "Mr. Y! The great Mr. Y!" Erik's confusion continued to mount up. Who the hell was Mr. Y? Where was this tunnel leading them? Erik felt his chest squeeze shut when images from his dream came rushing back. Dear gods…this was the place of chaos from his dream! Disaster was going to strike and fire was going to spread over every surface! And Sabrina was heading straight toward the opening!

"Sabrina, No!" Erik screamed, running after her, but it was to late, by the time he had swept up the confused teen, they were already out of the tunnel. Erik looked around distressed, they were standing on a dock and families walked all around, pointed excitedly at displays and performances. Children were munching on sweets and people were singing beautiful songs. Sabrina looked at Erik with wide eyes, obviously distressed. Eva just raised a brow at him.

Erik blushed furiously and gently put the blonde down. Sabrina was still worried and wrapped her hand around his fingers. Eva was quickly distracted, however, by all the shops, candy, and food. She did notice, however, that Erik was getting quite a bit of odd looks. Nothing terrible, but people were pointing and talking excitedly. Eva bared her teeth threateningly at them and they moved on frightened.

"Hey, you!" She said, turning sharply to a boy licking a lollipop. He gave a start and looked scared as the strange, imposing girl addressed him. "Where are we?"

Now the boy was confused, "We're at Coney Island of course, mam, and why are you wearing such strange clothes? And so little clothes at that!"

Eva looked down at her fitting eagle t-shirt and black shorts and frowned. Then she noticed what the boy was wearing. Very 18th century little boys clothing. Now that she thought of it, everyone was wearing 18th century stuff. All the men dressed like Erik! Eva looked at the masked man. Well, how he used to dress, at the moment he was wearing a shirt with Robert Englund as the phantom (Eva had found it on the internet and could not help ordering it), and pants he had hastily pulled on over his boxers. She looked back at the boy, unmoved.

"Whatchya mean? Our clothes are fine!" She snapped. The boy's face pinched in distress and he ran off crying to his mother, hiding under her skirts.

"Eva! Why in the world did you make that boy cry?" Sabrina scowled at her friend. The blonde was wearing Pirates of the Caribbean shirt and forest green shorts.

Eva shrugged, "Idk(1) let's go!" And she started skipping down the wooden walkway of the dock. Sabrina huffed and followed her best friend, Erik staying by her side, twisting his head this way and that, trying to spy the danger before it struck. Sabrina and Eva were oblivious. The girls were excited by all the shops and sideshows. Erik could not enjoy himself he was to consumed with the thought of his nightmare coming true. What if these docks and shops suddenly exploded? What would he do if he could not protect Sabrina? Erik was so deep in thought he nearly walked into the two teenage girls. They were stalk still, staring up at a blinking sign that proclaimed;

Phantasma!

Phantasma? What the hell? Erik looked down at Sabrina and Eva, the girls were open mouthed and wide eyed, and very silent. Erik was getting frustrated, Sabrina and Eva obviously knew where they were, and he did not. He was the adult here! He tapped Sabrina on the shoulder, "Sabrina, would you be so kind as to explain where we are?" He asked her, looking up at the sign.

Sabrina blinked up at him, the exchanged looks with Eva, then returned her gaze to Erik. "This is Phantasma." Sabrina suddenly looked apprehensive, "um…it's like a theme park…" Erik had heard very little of these them parks, but he had heard nothing that should cause Sabrina apprehension. After all, he was the one with the nightmare! However Sabrina said no more, only took Erik by the hand and led him into Phantasma. Eva ran ahead a ways, looking about curiously, as if looking for something. Both girls were acting very strange, and it did not put Erik's heart at ease.

Eva trotted under the sign, Sabrina close on her heels. Erik was hesitant, but he could not leave Sabrina and Eva to fend for themselves, so he followed anyway, the uneasy feeling growing heavier. Slowly Erik began to notice that people were whispering and pointing at him, and he was getting that old in closed feeling he had when he was in that cage at the Gypsy fair. He held fast to Sabrina's hand, looking around with wide eyes, trying not to panic.

Eva twisted her head this way in that, obviously looking for something, but what was a mystery to Erik. He was almost positive neither girl had been here before, and yet they knew things about where they were. Suddenly Sabrina and Eva halted, looking alert. Erik tensed, ready for something to explode. Sabrina let out a tiny squeal, turned, and hopped into Erik's arms, wrapping her legs about his torso. Erik blinked in surprise, but caught and held her. Eva was glaring off in some direction, baring her teeth in a silent snarl like a wild animal until Sabrina turned her head.

"Is she gone?" Sabrina asked in a stage whisper. Eva nodded and Sabrina grinned, leaning back with her hand on Erik's shoulders to turn her grin to him. Erik looked at her questioningly, but very, very amused. Sabrina just shrugged, still smiling from ear to ear. "It's complicated." Erik just laughed and set her down on her feet once more. Sabrina pouted a bit, but Eva punched her in the arm.

"Come on! We're almost there!" Sabrina frowned at her friend and took Erik's hand once more in hers, walking with behind Eva at the raven haired girl led the way through the crowds. Erik gave up on trying to figure out what the girl's were up to. Instead he let his mind focus on the feel of Sabrina's hand in his. It was simple, easy, and a slight wonder. If he had had time, he would have been hesitant to make such intimate contact, but Sabrina never hesitated, never allowed him to over think things. They slept in the same bed, because Sabrina would not let him sleep on the floor, they shared a sleeping bag because Sabrina would not let Erik feel even a chill. Sabrina had no problem with being in such close proximity to him, and he felt he could deny her nothing…except the sight of his face.

While Erik was off in his own thoughts the two girls were looking very intently for the home of this, "Mr. Y". Their heads swiveled this way and that, taking in the sights and attractions. For the most part, this place was a freak show circus, but the girls were not thinking about the attractions, only their goal.

Awhile later the girls had grown tired and were dragging along. Erik noticed and took Eva's hand and led the girls to a bench, sitting them down and joining them with a sigh of relief at being able to stop moving for a moment. He looked at his companions, his one dark visible brow raised. "Would one of you care to tell me where we are going?"

Sabrina pointed to Eva, gesturing for her to explain. Eva let out a groan and slid down the bench a little, closing her eyes. "We are trying to find Mr. Y's home." She said, not bothering to look at Erik. Sabrina nodded, rubbing her brow with her fingers.

Erik slumped against the bench, "Do you two even know where it is, or what it looks like?" He asked, raising a brow at the two tired girls." Sabrina shrugged and Eva grunted without comment. Sabrina rolled her eyes at her friend.

"we have an idea, but no, we don't know for certain." Eva answered, stretching her arms and legs and yawning. Then she stood, grabbing Sabrina's hand and dragging her up, "come on, Sabrina we had better get a move on." She said, causing Sabrina to grumble, but the blonde rose non the less.

Erik stood and walked after the girls, who were obviously losing hope in finding Mr. Y's home. Suddenly Sabrina stopped short, and Erik had to put on the brakes before he plowed into her. She turned her head like a curious little sparrow, this way and that. Her eyes flickering about. Eva had paused a few feet ahead when she noticed her friend was no longer by her side. She walked to Sabrina's side, looking at her curiously

"Sabrina, what is it?" Eva asked her friend, giving her arm a shake. Sabrina turned her head to the side and cocked her head.

"Do you hear that?" Sabrina asked in a low voice, squinting her eyes in concentration. Erik cocked his head like Sabrina had and listened closely. He heard children's laughter, parents talking excitedly, the performers beckoning passerby, but not much else. "It sounds like singing." Erik frowned slightly and raised his chin higher…wait…was that it? It sounded like an agonized tenor singing from a deep old pain. It was very very faint, but it was there. Erik looked down and found Sabrina looking up at him. He nodded and she grinned, "Erik hears it Eva."

Eva just huffed, "well then lead the way, one of you!" She cried with a stamp of her foot. Sabrina giggled and squealed when Eva tried to take a swipe at her and dashed down the docks. Erik cried after her and followed at a run, Eva peeling before him on impossibly quick legs. How could such small girls out run him? Lord he was getting old. His feet pounded the deck boards as he ran for all he was worth He could still see Sabrina blonde hair flying out behind her.

Erik's breathing was becoming ragged and he was growing tired. Then Sabrina stopped short. Again. Erik put on the breaks. Again. And wind milled his arms wildly to keep from falling over her. Eva, who had stopped casually beside Sabrina, cackled at Erik's ridiculous display. Erik scowled at her. Sabrina pointed up and Erik's eyes followed hers.

Sabrina was pointing to a grand house. The back faced the ocean, where a grand balcony reached out toward the setting sun. The front sat on the side of the docks, farther away from the attractions, but still close enough to be apart of it. Sabrina walked down a flight of steps that led to the beach from the busy docks. Erik followed her warily with Eva by his side.

Sabrina looked at the tall, beautiful balcony, and there, singing his sickened heart out, was Erik…Well, someone who looked similar to Erik. Erik's heart stopped in his chest as he saw the man's mask. He was like him! He stared with wide eyes, watching the other man sing a heart broken song.

Sabrina and Eva on the other hand were fuming down below. "Look at him! That poor excuse for a phantom." Eva grumbled. Sabrina rolled her eyes and elbowed her friend in the ribs.

"It's not his fault, the entire story isn't good." Eva huffed and rubbed her side, glaring up at the phantom. Erik was to busy staring to notice their dislike of man singing. When his song ended he looked down. Sabrina gave a start and quickly pulled Erik out of his line of sight, dragging Eva along with her. They went up to the decks once more, Erik following in a daze.

Eva walked briskly to the phantom's front door and banged on it with her fist. Sabrina and Eva waited with crossed arms, but when he did not answer at first, Eva growled and kicked at it violently with her foot. Erik came to with a shake of his head. "What are you two doing?" He demanded with a scowl.

Eva didn't bother turning around, "well, we're stuck here, no where to stay, no idea how to get back home, and I'll be damned if I'm sleeping on the street!" She kicked at the door again. When the door finally opened up she stopped her kicking one to late, and kicked the phantom right in the shin. He cried out and hopped on his good foot. Sabrina grabbed her friends arms and pushed Eva behind her. One the phantom was done hopping about he stood there, rubbing his leg and glaring down at them.

"Who are you and what do you want?" He growled without preamble, his one visible brow furrowed. Erik stood in the back of the group, blinking. He still could not believe he was not the only one…and yet there was another masked man right before him!

Sabrina raised her chin stoutly, "We…need a place to stay, and we have do not know Coney Island in the slightest." She said, giving him the biggest doe eyes she could muster. The phantom, however, did not seem to be moved. He almost looked bored in fact, as he looked down at Sabrina.

Then he rudely shut the door in her face. Sabrina gasped indignantly, but did not have time to do anything else before Erik shoved her behind him with a scowl on his face. He pounded on the door with his fist and stood there. No matter how much they had in common, no one treated Sabrina in such a fashion and got away with it! The door swung open for a second time and the phantom had his mouth open, ready to snap at the little blonde girl, but snapped it shut when he found a man a head taller then him glaring down through a half mask at him.

"I believe Sabrina said we needed a place to stay." He growled, putting his face in the smaller phantom's face. The phantom's mouth dropped open at the sight of the larger masked man. He was having the same thoughts Erik had had just a few moments ago, but now he was just a tad frightened.

Erik narrowed his moss green eyes, "Well?" He asked in a false sweet voice. The phantom narrowed his eyes back, never a complete coward. Erik was prepared for a fight when he noticed something spark in the other phantom's eyes as he took Erik and his friends in. The phantom abruptly stood aside and gestured for them to come inside. Erik blinked in slight surprise, but stepped aside and let Sabrina and Eva in first. The girls shuffled in, well, Sabrina shuffled in. Eva strutted in like she owned the place.

The phantom led them through the house until they came into his living room. He invited them to sit on the couch before disappearing for a moment. The trio exchanged glances. It was not long before the phantom returned with a book in his hand and sat before them in a grand arm chair clasping his hands before him and resting his elbows on his knees as he lent forward.

"Were are you from?" Was his first question, his mismatched eyes studying them intently, as if he thought they were hiding some great secret that was direly important. Sabrina stared back at him for a few moments, the waning sunlight streaming in from the many windows warming her face.

"We are from Indiana." She said, tilting her head to one side. On Erik's right side, Eva crossed her eyes and scowled at the phantom, but stayed silent…for the moment at least. Sabrina was hoping her friend would not open her fat mouth right now. They really could not afford to piss of the resident phantom.

The phantom seemed to think deeply about her answer, taking in the image of the three of them squashed on the tiny couch. His eyes traveled to Erik, who seemed particularly uncomfortable due to his large size. He was dressed rather oddly, rather like the girls, but in a more masculine way. Why did this man and him share the same mask? Was he deformed as he was? Or just some fan of the circus? Then again none of Mr. Y's fans dressed as Erik did, "how did you three get here?" He finally asked, deciding that was the next logical question that would explain their strange appearance and presence.

Sabrina shrugged, being of no real help at all. Mr. Y narrowed his eyes, his fingers dragging down the leather surface of the book. Could they have arrived here the same way he had? That was preposterous!…wasn't it? He himself could never explain how he had arrived in this place in a million years, and it seemed that the small blonde girls delicate little shoulder raise expressed the same thing. Mr. Y, however, had learned what had happened quickly…and knew that if he did not explain what had happened they could be in real danger…all three of them could die.

Mr. Y bent closer to them, his eyes widening, "You three are in terrible danger." He said in a low grave voice, his face serious and as grave as his lyrical voice. He saw three scowls greet his words.

Eva scoffed loudly, "danger? What kind of danger?" She asked skeptically, raising a brow at Mr. Y. "The only danger I see is being stuck in this hell hole." She said with a sniff, sticking her nose in the air.

"Eva!" Sabrina hissed at her friend, leaning over Erik to fix her friend with an angry glare, "don't be so rude!" She scolded, her light eyebrows pointing down in disapproval at her friends atrocious behavior. Erik, however, could help but snicker at Eva's comment, but quickly straightened his face when Sabrina turned her glare to him.

Mr. Y watched this display with a bit of impatience…ok a lot of impatience, but unlike this so called 'Eva', he had manners. When they seemed to have finished he opened his mouth to say more, but was quickly interrupted once more, but this time with something much more important.

"The Vicomtess! Christine! She is her she is here!"

Both phantoms' heads perked up. Mr. Y ran to a window and looked out. "She is here." He muttered, not looking from the sight out the window. Sabrina looked up at Erik and frowned. Erik did not notice, however, and almost rose, but Eva grabbed his arm and yanked him back down onto the couch. "She is not your Christine." She hissed in his ear so that only he may hear her, "she will never love you." then Eva pointed discreetly at Sabrina and Erik looked down at the blonde, already feeling hot shame work his way up his neck. He wrapped a shaky arm around Sabrina, holding a breath at his own forwardness. He would get over it one day…hopefully.

A smile broke out over Sabrina's face, brightening it up immediately and the shame worked its way up his cheeks. He was truly a horrible man to have forgotten in a split second how much Sabrina truly cared for him. He turned back to Mr. Y, who was pulling out a coat and walking briskly to the door. Erik's brow furrowed and he stood, gently untangling himself from Sabrina. "Excuse me, but about this 'terrible danger?' It would be very helpful if we knew what danger." He said sharply, his eyes turning harsh.

Mr. Y froze and turned, blinking at Erik as if he had just realized he was there, then left swiftly with the swish of a cloak. Erik bristled and balled up his fist, "How dare he walk out on me!" He growled. His younger companions stood, looking up at him curiously. Sabrina laced her fingers through Erik's and started towards the door.

Erik followed, still glowering with indignation. Eva trotted after them, humming a little tune as the walked out onto the docks, spotting the gathering group pf Christine's admirers. Erik was about to turn away sharply when he heard a cry:

"Angel!"

Erik blinked and felt the color drain from his face, Christine was making her way over to him with a quick pace. He felt Sabrina tense up and suddenly got an idea to save himself. He bent and swung Sabrina up in his arms, making the girl squeal in surprise. He held her to his side, rubbing her nose with his, making her giggle loudly.

"Erik, what are you doing?" Sabrina squealed with laughter, wrapping her legs about his middle and clung to him as he continued to bunny kiss her. Sabrina's arms snaked a around his neck. He felt her cold toes curl against his back beneath her little socks. Erik felt tenderness flow through him as she placed her cheek against his.

Eva turned and grinned from ear to ear at the horrified look on Christine's face and she chuckled a little maliciously when she saw tears form in her eyes. Ok so Eva was a little heartless at times, but the way Christine had left Erik, then supposedly went back for one night, to only leave again to return to Raoul, pissed her off. Thankfully Erik had not suffered what Mr. Y had.

Erik leaned away so he could look at Sabrina's face in the last bits of sunlight, watching the gold in her hair pick out the light and shine like rays of sunshine. Slowly a smile spread across his face and he gently touched his nose to hers once more, his eyes becoming half lidded as he gently bent her head to lay a soft kiss on her lips. Sabrina's own eyes closed and she returned the simple kiss. Erik slowly started swaying to the music that permeated the air. He held Sabrina like he had always thought that he should have held Christine, but Christine had never let him. He finally looked up and He and Eva watched Christine running in the opposite direction, sobbing, and Erik closed his eyes, letting her go, and letting go of the bad memories that where associated with her.

Gently he broke the kiss and set Sabrina down on the wood of the docks. She was still giggling and beamed up at him. "I love you." The words slipped from her lips easily, her face not even twitching. She looked up at him with those big green, innocent eyes.

He took a hard swallow, say it you fool! He scolded himself. You return her feelings! Why is it so hard to say it? He squared his shoulders, stuck his chin out proudly, and loudly declared, "I love you too." Sabrina smiled and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. Erik smiled and ran his fingers trough her hair. It felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

Eva smiled and turned away to give them a bit of privacy. She watched as the sun set and turned her thoughts to what Mr. Y had said about danger. She had scoffed, but were they really in danger? And if so what kind of danger? She narrowed her eyes at the horizon, thinking hard. They had to find the former phantom again, and make him tell them what the so called 'danger' was, and how they needed to handle it. Damn him, leaving them in the middle of an important explanation!

Eva sighed and turned to see Sabrina and Erik sharing another kiss and smiled. At least they were happy at the moment. They deserved it after this very long day. Eva just hoped they didn't have to have many more long days…

Author: Well well well! I apologize for the long wait, but I hope this chapter is sufficient enough to be satisfactory! As for the (1) I just wanted you all to know that I was not being lazy, but Eva really did say the abbreviation "Idk" and She is indeed a bit of a bitch :D

Your faithful Author~ Brina