A/N: This is my first fanfic I have posted so be kind! I know there are other stories out there with the same concept, sorry if they are similar I didn't steal your ideas. Sorry for any grammar mistakes.
Disclaimer: Christian and Satine don't belong to me, they belong to the genius known as Baz.
Chapter 1.
Satine and Christian sat on a train leaving Paris. Satine sat against Christian's chest and he was stretched out on the bed, leaning against the wall. She was trying to catch her breath, as Christian wrapped his arms around her.
"I love you Satine" Christian whispered into her ear once she had calmed down.
"I love you to Christian, till my dying day" as Satine said this she remembered the words Harold has just spoke less than an hour before. She was dying.
As the reality of this hit her she began to cry. Christian turned her around so she was facing him.
"Oh, darling, what's wrong?" he said trying to wipe away her tears. It was no use they just kept flowing.
Christian just pulled her closer and rocked her back and forth. After Satine had calmed down a little, she looked up at Christian. He wiped the tears falling down her face with his thumb.
"Christian I love you."
"I love you to satine, but what's the matter" he asked concerned.
Christian, I...I'm dying" she said through her tears.
"What?!?!" He asked confused.
"Harold told me before I left, I have consumption. I'm going to die!" she said starting to cry even harder.
"Oh, Satine" he said wrapping his arms back around her and pulling her closer. "It's ok, I wont let you die. I cant live with out you. We will fight this." He said as tears fell down his face. "Fight this Satine?"
Satine knew it would be an almost impossible fight, but she would do it. Not for herself, but for Christian.
"Ok, Christian we will fight this. I will fight this, as long as you are by my side."
"I will never leave you side Satine, Come what may" he said kissing her.
"Come what may." Satine said snuggling into his arms.
As satine drifted off into sleep she felt comforted wrapped in Christians arms. She could take on anything wrapped in these arms. And she would.
As she drifted off to sleep in his arms, Christian looked down at Satine, his Satine. He didn't know how he would go on if he lost her. He would not be able to go on. He can't lose her. He would fight this; he would fight anything that tired to harm satine. Right then and there Christian made a promise to himself. He would do anything to keep satine safe, even if the meant giving up his own life.
All these thoughts went through his head as Christian drifted off to sleep, only to sheer exhaustion.
A/N: I know short, but I will update shortly! Plz review!!