Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Moulin Rouge people...blah blah blah blah...and all that good stuff they belong to Baz and no one else but, Lola.... She is mine...

Satine started to cough, softly like she had the night before.

"Is everything alright? Did that writer give you a cold? you two were awfully close.. " Lola asked. Satine was showing signs or weakness lately. She hoped this Christian wouldn't tire her out.

" I am fine! There is nothing between Chris...I mean the writer and I!" Satine spoke

'You can not fool me Satine.....you like that enchanting writer" Lola implied

" I can not like him! I am suppose to love the Duke" Satine said with a quickness

" When love goes wrong, nothing goes right, this one thing I know" Lola sang in her deep alto

"When loves goes wrong, a man takes flight and women get up-a- de -o" Satine finished their familiar stage tune. It was a big hit at the club but, no one knew who wrote it.... they all assumed it was some writer but, it wasn't, it was their own Lola.

Suddenly, a knock came at the door. Lola went to answer it and their was her Argentinean . He was dressed in his finest attire and spoke with his thick accent

"Hello Lola....Miss Satine...I was wondering if you would allow sweet Lola to come with me for a walk"

He asked

"Oh! Of course, my dear.....she is yours for the night if you would like" Satine spoke with giddiness

And with that Lola took his offered arm and they strolled out into the night, to a party that the bohos were having to celebrate their new play and writer. The Argentinean took her up to the roof where they had been together early that evening.

" You are the most beautiful women in the world. You rival Satine, but I am sure many men have said that before me." He whispered suddenly

" No, no one has at all" Lola looked up into his eyes. " What are you getting at?" she wondered out loud hoping against hope he might love her as she loved him.

" I was hoping you and I.....may spend some time together...away from the Moulin Rouge and Toulouse" he stopped unexpectedly and with passion swept her up in to his arms and kiss her. Gently and first and then with increasing passion. Lola felt as if she was floating and he pulled away, ashamed.

"I am so sorry" he started up " I should not have done that without asking-"

"Stop. " Lola interrupted " I have been wanting to do this same thing for a long time" she replied as she put her hot and waiting lips against his.

And right on the rooftop, they made love. They souls intertwined as they caressed each other after the deed was done. Little did they know, Satine and Christian declaring their love for each other in the elephant.

" That was wonderful" They both said at the same time. They giggled as they went for another kiss.

"Oh my Argentinean!" Toulouse wandered up the rooftop " We have to get started....oh Lola! How funny you being here!" He said with a sly wink at the Argentinean!" Come along and help me find Christian!" he waddled back down the stairs giddily

" I must go" The Argentinean spoke as he rose "This play could mean everything! We can get jobs , you and Satine can be actresses and I can become an actor! You and I can have a life together outside the Moulin Rouge" He said blushing "Assuming you would want to see me again, that is."

"Oh I do" Lola spoke from her heart " Tomorrow and every other day after that!"

He kissed her softly and then went back down to the ground. Lola was happy and for the first time ever she felt she was equal to the Satine. The Argentinean made her feel like the most happy she had been in a long time. Satine couldn't ever compare to her