| Chapter Four The next morning. The sun was starting to rise over Paris and the streets were quiet. Satine awoke when the sun hit her face. She had thought at first that last night was a dream, but when she opened her eyes and saw Christian sleeping beside her, she knew it was real. For the first time she felt alive. She looked at him, he was so beautiful. What if he could take her away from here? They could go where nobody would find them. It was such an incredible thought. Maybe he would marry her and they could have lots of babies. She tried to imagine what they would look like. Sweet little children with his cloudy gray eyes and her flame red hair. They would be so sweet. Christian would be typing in the corner, children at his feet. She smiled at the thought. She rolled on to her back and looked up at the ceiling. It was water stained. The whole room seemed to have been in a flood, which was quite interesting since he was on the fourth floor. Her gaze moved to the window, where she could see the top of the windmill wings from the Moulin Rouge. They stared at her, tortured her. They reminded her that she could never have a life with Christian. That she was a slave to an underworld. Christian moved next to her. He wasn't used to having someone in his bed with him, but he didn't mind. He peered up at Satine through sleepy eyes. "You awake? What time is it?" "It's early. The sun is just starting to rise." Christian smiled, "Let's go watch it together." "What? Where?" "On the roof. I know a spot; I'll get us some coffee. We'll watch the dawn...the sun rise on our new world." "Sounds terrific," she climbed out of bed, wearing that big button up shirt of Christians. He followed her into the kitchen. He put his arms around her and took in her smell. She nudged his chin that rested on her shoulder. "How about I make the coffee and I'll meet you up there," he kissed her neck. She turned and kissed him. "Okay, but hurry, the sunrise doesn't last forever." "We will have millions of others if we miss this one." Satine looked into his eyes. They held her future, her future away from the Moulin Rouge. She left his embrace and crossed the room. She could hear Christian putting a pot on the stove, getting the coffee ready. She pulled the blanket off the bed and headed toward the door. "I'll see you up there," she smiled, looking shyly at him. She opened the door and found stairs leading up. Satine reached the roof and found the most beautiful spot to sit. The pink sunrise was just beginning to fade and she could see the wings of the windmill, the one place that she'd called home, and the one place she felt most trapped. She couldn't stay, but had not choice in the matter. She had a secret, something Christian would have to know, but she didn't want to tell him. She laid the blanket out and sat down on it. He created such a turn of events in her life. Put so much ciaos in it, but somehow seemed to add balance. She was so confused. Nothing made sense anymore. But nothing seemed to matter except him...the man who she'd known less than 24 hours, and loved with all her soul. As the door to the roof opened, she pushed all her confusion behind her, now she was just going to be with him, concentrate on him. "This is incredible isn't it," he placed a cup filled with coffee in front of her and sat down behind her. She leaned into him feeling his arms wrap around her. For a few minutes there was nothing but silence, golden silence. Then he gently placed his mouth by her ear and sang, softly, quietly, "Here, making each day of the year. Changing my life with a wave of your hand. Nobody can deny that there's something there." He kissed her cheek then continued, "There, running my hands through your hair. Both of us knowing how good it can be...I love you everywhere." Satine looked up at him, her blue eyes sparkling, and joined him, "Each one believing that love never dies, watching your eyes and hoping I'm always there. I love you everywhere." Her lips met his and they sat in a passionate embrace, looking out at the sky over Paris. They were in one of the largest cities in the world, but there was nobody on earth at that moment but them. * Here There and Everywhere is by the Beatles |
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