Disclaimer: I wish I owned these characters, but I don't. ESPECIALLY EWAN McGREGOR! What a hottie!!! Anywho, like I said I own nothing!

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Author's Notes: This takes place a little bit after Satine sings 'One Day I'll Fly Away'. I'm sorry there's no 'Elephant Love Song' in this story. If this story is the same or a lot alike somebody else's story it was unintentionally done! TOULOUSE - LISP=his role in this story!

Summary: What if Satine left the Moulin Rouge before she and Christian became too attached. Then five years later she returns to the Moulin Rouge. Also Satine isn't sick! What about the Duke? What about Christian? Where did she go? Why don't you read and find out?


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Chapter 4: I Remember


Christian put his head in his hands for the thousandth time that day, and sighed. Writer's block! He looked out the window at the elephant and smiled softly. 'Ah, Satine, what a girl.' he thought bitterly 'Move on! You're such a loser. Sitting here constantly thinking about a girl who you hardly knew, move on.' He pulled the paper out of the typewriter, crumpled it, and tossed it with the others on the floor. He started banging his head on the table, over and over. 'Think, Christian' he begged of himself, 'You've got to get this done by four, or you're screwed.' He was shook from his thoughts when he heard an urgent knock at the door.


"Come in," he called. He never checked to see who it was. He wasn't scared of being robbed or killed. He just didn't care at all.


"Christian," Toulouse entered closing the door behind him,"There's been a slight change of plans in today's schedule." He wiped his forehead with his handkerchief.


"And that would be..." he waited for Toulouse to finish his sentence.


"That practice has been moved to two instead of four," he looked nervously at Christian. He knew that his friend had lately come down with the case of 'the block.'


"Well then," Christian ran a hand through his hair, "that's it."


"What do you mean. Christian, do something," Toulouse was shocked at his carelessness.


"Like what," Christian sighed.


"I don't know, finish the scene. Just do something in the next half hour, or it's our necks," Toulouse was full with panic, "I'm going to go try to put Zidler in better spirits. Oh, do you know where Lucie is? She'll work excellently."


"Practicing I should imagine," he smiled lightly.


"Good. Christian, I'm serious, finish the scene," he raised an eyebrow at Christian.


"Yes," he snapped, "thank you."


Toulouse quickly left the room, not wanting to withstand his friend's temper. Christian did have an awful temper, but only when he was stressed, upset, or depressed. The latter being one emotion that was very common for him in the last five years. He felt as though he had lost something that day he found out Satine had left the Moulin Rouge. Consequently, he stayed there for his own reasons. One being that he was well paid, and the other being hope. Hope that one day Satine would return. He knew she would, Marie had told him as much, but that was all.


Sighing for the umpteenth time that day, he got up and headed towards the theater. He was in deep trouble. He could feel it. There was something in the air, but was it trouble? He could feel that today was going to be unique, but he had no clue why. He headed down the long corridor to the main theater, and entered. He sat in one of the theater chairs waiting for everyone else to arrive. He quickly glanced at his watch, 1:15.


He didn't even bother finishing the next scene. He would flat out tell Zidler, and that would be that. He nodded to himself for reassurance. Zidler looked at him like a son. 'So no room for concern, right?' he gulped ,'A son who would never disappoint his father. I'm screwed.'


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