Chapter II
Author's note: Howdy! Now, I didn't really PROPERLY start this story...well yeah i kinda did, but i left out the dedication and that just won't do.....so here it is:
This story is dedictaed to Mags and Marc who i first sang "The Elephant Love Melody" with at Tabor. ^^
Oh yeah...i deeply apologize if this is hard to read cuz of the paragraphs...i DO use seperate ones for talking and stuff, but Ff.net isnt loading it that way...=( So...I'm sorry if this inconvieniences you. ~A.P~
Chapter II
Ewan (grrrrrrr!!!! I keep wanting to do that, and now i just did!! ) I mean, CHRISTIAN, walked into the kitchen the next morning to find Elizabethe with a most peculiar look on her face. She sipped her tea, not tearing her eyes away from him.
"Good morning, sweetheart." He said sitting across from her.
"Interesting night, huh?" she asked.
"Yes, very peculiar." He poured himself a cup and added some honey and some milk.
"Who's Satine?" Elizabthe asked, seriously. Christian stared. His mouth slightly open.
"Wh-Why would you bring up Satine?!....and Anyway, you know who she is, you read my book rememeber?" He said quickly, shoving a scone into his mouth distractingly.
"Oh! HER! Riiiiiiight...." Elizabethe nodded and took another sip of her tea.
"What's the matter Bethy?" Christian asked, swallowing hard and sliding to sit next to her.
"Oh, nothing..." She denied it. But Christian knew his Bethy.
"Bethy." He breathed her pet name into her ear.
"Christian." She mumbled, pulling away and looking into his eyes. "I know I'll never replace....." She paused as if what she were saying were extremely difficult, "Satine....but you know that I love you and..." She paused again. She kissed him softly and whispered, "You were talking to her in your sleep, last night...what's going on?"
"I-last night?" He asked. Elizabethe nodded.
"Last night, when i thought there was some one in our house...i thought it was her."
"Christian..." Elizabethe said, "She's dead."
"I know..." He ran his hands through his hair, "I know this sounds crazy but you've got to believe me! I heard her voice, smelt her perfume! She was in our house!!"
Elizabthe looked at him sympatheticly.
"You don't believe me, do you?" he said, looking at her sadly.
"It's just that......It's all very hard to take in...are you saying there's a ghost in our new house?"
Christian stared.
"What? WHy are you looking at me like that?" she asked.
"No reason..." He looked down at his hands.
"Christian, admitt it, it DOES sound rather odd!" Elizabther laughed.
"I suppose you're right. I must have just been hearing things."
"That's right." She wrapped her arms around him in a tight ambrace.
"I don't want them to take you away from me." She whispered. Christian's face softened.
"Don't you worry about THAT!" He laughed and tickeling her tummy, making her laugh hystericly.
"Well, i have to go into town to help Helga with the semestress shop, what are you going to be doing?"
"Probably working on my book..."
"Okay, say hello to Satine for me." She joked kissing him on the head and walking out."
Author's note: Howdy! Now, I didn't really PROPERLY start this story...well yeah i kinda did, but i left out the dedication and that just won't do.....so here it is:
This story is dedictaed to Mags and Marc who i first sang "The Elephant Love Melody" with at Tabor. ^^
Oh yeah...i deeply apologize if this is hard to read cuz of the paragraphs...i DO use seperate ones for talking and stuff, but Ff.net isnt loading it that way...=( So...I'm sorry if this inconvieniences you. ~A.P~
Chapter II
Ewan (grrrrrrr!!!! I keep wanting to do that, and now i just did!! ) I mean, CHRISTIAN, walked into the kitchen the next morning to find Elizabethe with a most peculiar look on her face. She sipped her tea, not tearing her eyes away from him.
"Good morning, sweetheart." He said sitting across from her.
"Interesting night, huh?" she asked.
"Yes, very peculiar." He poured himself a cup and added some honey and some milk.
"Who's Satine?" Elizabthe asked, seriously. Christian stared. His mouth slightly open.
"Wh-Why would you bring up Satine?!....and Anyway, you know who she is, you read my book rememeber?" He said quickly, shoving a scone into his mouth distractingly.
"Oh! HER! Riiiiiiight...." Elizabethe nodded and took another sip of her tea.
"What's the matter Bethy?" Christian asked, swallowing hard and sliding to sit next to her.
"Oh, nothing..." She denied it. But Christian knew his Bethy.
"Bethy." He breathed her pet name into her ear.
"Christian." She mumbled, pulling away and looking into his eyes. "I know I'll never replace....." She paused as if what she were saying were extremely difficult, "Satine....but you know that I love you and..." She paused again. She kissed him softly and whispered, "You were talking to her in your sleep, last night...what's going on?"
"I-last night?" He asked. Elizabethe nodded.
"Last night, when i thought there was some one in our house...i thought it was her."
"Christian..." Elizabethe said, "She's dead."
"I know..." He ran his hands through his hair, "I know this sounds crazy but you've got to believe me! I heard her voice, smelt her perfume! She was in our house!!"
Elizabthe looked at him sympatheticly.
"You don't believe me, do you?" he said, looking at her sadly.
"It's just that......It's all very hard to take in...are you saying there's a ghost in our new house?"
Christian stared.
"What? WHy are you looking at me like that?" she asked.
"No reason..." He looked down at his hands.
"Christian, admitt it, it DOES sound rather odd!" Elizabther laughed.
"I suppose you're right. I must have just been hearing things."
"That's right." She wrapped her arms around him in a tight ambrace.
"I don't want them to take you away from me." She whispered. Christian's face softened.
"Don't you worry about THAT!" He laughed and tickeling her tummy, making her laugh hystericly.
"Well, i have to go into town to help Helga with the semestress shop, what are you going to be doing?"
"Probably working on my book..."
"Okay, say hello to Satine for me." She joked kissing him on the head and walking out."