Title: Praying for Christian

Disclaimer: Own the story, not the characters, Baz gets them. Darn!

A/N: I went on strike from my homework yesterday, expect a couple more fics soon. Don't worry, I did my homework after.

Satine took as deep a breath as she could and held it until her lungs burned. It came out as a sigh. She pushed back her shoulders and held her head high, gathering all the courage she had to push open the doors in front of her. She walked across the foreign land, wooded floors creaking beneath her. She walked further into the building, a place where she hadn't been since she was a little girl, clinging to her mother's hand.

She was walking into a church.

The priest looked up at her from the place where he sat and he stared. Satine was pale and sickly thin, yet she was still beautiful.

She did not belong.

She walked further up the isle to the altar, coming to a stop in front of a cross. She knelt down; her skirts rustled as they spread out from under her, her knees sank into the plush carpeting. She shouldn't be here, but she was. She had to be.

She started to pray.

"Lord, I know it has been forever since I've prayed, but please hear me now. I'm dying and I'm scared. Not for me, but for Christian. He'll be destroyed without me. He loves me so much." She choked, sobbing on her words.

"Please Lord, help him through. Find him someone to love someone new. But most of all let me be besides him. Every smile he smiles, every tear he cries, every breath he takes, please let me be with him. Please Lord," She hung her head. "I love him so . . ."

A hand on her shoulder ceased her crying. She straightened and soon became the Sparkling Diamond again.

"My dear," The priest said, looking into her eyes. "Your face is stricken with pain. Whatever the Lord can do to take away this pain, this demon, he'll do. Your prayer will be answered, trust the Lord. Go and live the life he gave you." He helped her up and kissed the top of her red hair. Then, as quick as he came, he was gone.

"Lord," She whispered, newly formed tears threatening to fall. "Hear my prayer."