Disclaimer: If I say I don't own even the means of myself, then will that prove that I don't own anything I say??? Hopefully!

A/N: Like I told you at the end of last chap, I'm putting up the ending part, or whatever you'd call it. (Yes MR, that ending did suck, that's why I couldn't even have it as an ending! I meant it "could've been" an ending, but not one I wanted for this story.) I must warn you, I went from kind of sad, to giddily happy. I'm terribly sorry if it's too happy actually!

Songs used: "Just in Love", writen by someone, and sung by Ewan McGregor~.

Dedication: This whole thing is dedicated to Elizabeth because she rocks! Lol! Actually because she encouraged me to put it up, despite what it was about or how weird it would be. Lol. So thank you E, and the rest of my reviewers, no matter what!

A Love Suprême Chapter 9 - A Love Suprême

"And by the power of God, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Christian, you may now kiss the bride." Said a comforting voice over tears of joy, and the sea of happiness. It was the perfect wedding, for the perfect couple. In the perfect place; perfect sun, perfect weather, the perfect day.

Christian looked at his beautiful wife ambitiously before catching her velvet lips on his. She was gorgeous. In all white, lace and white roses tied up her hair, pedals trailing so long behind her. It all accented the glow of her skin, and the shine of her hair.

He looked fine himself, still having his hair the same way that suited him so well, yet looked so perfect with the eyes that matched both the aqua- marine sea and the perilous blue sky. The dimple on his chin resembled the perfection of how handsome he was, completely ruling out how much he had dressed up.

They kissed passionately, but appropriately so. As even Nini of the crowd, shivered in amazement of how much love 2 people could share, as she held her husbands' hand. Even he would like to know the secret of their love, but he was nonetheless happier than ever for the lovers who accomplished all. He was once such a fiery Argentinean at heart, turned into a lovesick puppy as Nini said.

And so the wedding was pretty much at its' end, everything had turned out 'perfect'. At least perfect existed in heaven. That's also the way Christian looked at Satine and her with him. She loved him, and she never wanted to end that kiss. She knew she had to be physically close to him, forever. Their hands were still touching, as none of the ministers' words mattered anymore after he pronounced them "Husband and Wife".

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Satine looked to Christian playfully as he watched over their small child laying peacefully in her crib. Her name was Elizabeth Rachel James, already a spitting image of her mother.

Elizabeth symbolized Truth, Beauty, Freedom, and Love.

"She's a beautiful angel, Satine, just like you."

"And like you." She kissed him again, sweetly.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Christian soon found himself at his typewriter. Still clicking the keys willingly, even when at the time on earth, many had recently begun using actual keyboards and computers. But he was traditional, and there was just so much to write about. He was in heaven. Not hating the Duke for taking their lives, not burrowing on the fact that they hadn't fulfilled what they could've had on earth. Heaven was better. Heaven was heaven!

He found it hard to write about heaven and what happens there. They weren't dead flaming masses of light in the sky, and they weren't sitting on top of a cloud with a halo and wings looming over them. They lived in a place just like Paris. In a garret just like Christians', only farther than a universe away in a sense. Heaven, or so the living called it, was a whole different dimension than earth was. More educated they were there maybe, they knew about the living and the dead better than anyone in the eyes of God. They were certainly not 'dead'.

Nowadays, Christian still wrote avidly. He wrote about Satine and his daughter Elizabeth the most. Though he did write about Toulouse too. He was there with them, as well as the other deceased Bohemians of the time; Harold, Marie, Satie, Toulouse, The Argentinean. No one ever grew at the rate of the living. A year wouldn't even be a month to them. A century has passed for human beings, and about a year passed for them.

Suddenly, Christian stopped typing. He hadn't much to say, other than pleading for those in the living to never let life pass them by, and that the greatest thing they'd ever learn was just to love, and be loved in return... But he'd rather show it to the world in the best way he could.

Not once had those from Montemartre flown to the world of the living for a visit.

"Satine?"

"Yes, darling?"

"I was thinking.-"

"Oh hush, Christian, I know what you're thinking. And I'd be happy to go back to earth for a little while." She shot a flirtatious smile to him.

They had gotten Toulouse and some others to take care of Elizabeth for a short period of time, while they ventured to the world of the living.

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Christian led Satine through dimension, not quite a portal, that took them straight to the real world, 9:00pm, Paris, 2002. They had landed on a quiet street dressed 'normal' and casual. Christian in jeans, a black sweater, and brown shoes, and Satine in a jean skirt, beige top, with boots and a suede jacket. They'd been "modernized". They held hands, smiling at each other, and the world.

"Oh Christian, there's so many things. So much has changed!"

"I know. I'd heard of televisions and computers, but nothing on this scale!" Then, they were quite for a moment, absorbing the futuristic vibe, and feeling what love was like in the year 2002. It was amazing, in an earthly way. As they made it to a quite park with a huge fountain. Suddenly Christian started singing.

"I hear singing and there's no one there

I smell blossoms and the trees are bare

All day long I seem to walk on air

I wonder why, I wonder why"

Satine giggled as Christian kept singing and dancing around her, singing a song that meant something to each of the lovers.

"I keep tossing in my sleep at night

And what's more, I've lost my appetite

Stars that used to twinkle in the skies

Are twinkling in my eyes

I wonder why"

"I love you Satine."

They hadn't noticed the few people who had stopped to watch them. Amongst them all was a small girl. Christian, feeling a slight bit of embarrassment, bowed before them all with a minor "Thank you" and taking Satines' hand in his and began walking off. Yes, he'd shown his love to the world enough for one night.

Satine giggled and smiled widely. "I think they enjoyed your entertainment, Chris".

"You think so?"

"Of course! But not as much I did!"

"I see." With a small laugh, he kissed Satine again.

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"Mummy, Mummy! I think that man was Christian the angel."

Joanna's mother roller her eyes away from the child. "I see. And why would you say that?"

"Because that ladies' name was Satine! And she had pretty red hair, just like in the book Mummy!"

Her mother looked to Joanna in wonderment for a moment before brushing the thought from her head. "That was just a couple in love, Joanna. It's past your bedtime, we should go home now. Come along."

Joanna walked slowly beside her mother, still believing her own ideas while looking back to the direction the couple were leaving in. She found it odd that this was the city of love, but where was the love? People these days were too lost in their own worlds to be caring about love. That couple was a symbol, an example of what it should be like.

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"When there's no love in town

This new century

Keeps bringing you down

All the places you have been

Trying to find a love supreme

A love supreme"

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Satine was sitting on a bench happily absorbing the uniqueness of the present time, while Christian kept watching the little girl who was continuously looking back at them, in a distance along the narrow sidewalk.

"Christian, what's wrong? Do you miss Elizabeth too?"

"More than anything."

Without any other word, the two flew up into the sky as if by magic creating a dust across the sky.

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Joanna sat by the windowsill upon getting home and looked to the night. Expecting nothing but brilliant stars, she saw something much more.

At that moment, all of life's uncertainties had been sent away and replaced with the gift of ambition. Joanna didn't fear not finding love anymore like she had previously. She felt like Christian. Young, naïve, and passionate. Love would come for her as well someday, and deep down, she knew it.

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Christian and Satine transformed from their "modern" clothes into the same thing they wore the night they danced across the sky. Satine smiled as Christian spoke. "May I have this dance?" Tears were visible in her eyes as she nodded. He took her by the hand and began singing. They danced gracefully through the night allowing themselves to spread the magic of love, showing the world what true love is, and how it lasts forever, even through our dying days.

The End.



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A/N: That's it! It's finally done. I loved writing it! Thanks again to Elizabeth, who I put in the story as Christan and Satine's baby because I felt she needed some more recognition. I think you should read her stories. They're really good! Anyways, this is my first and "E" got me to post something when I wasn't really planning to, and that's what kept this whole thing going.

I would like to mention that if this story seems a little weird, still, then I guess that's the way it is. Because I did think about why a mother would read the story of the Moulin Rouge (courtesans, can-can dancers) to their daughter, but this is just fiction, so I suppose anything goes. I guess now I should say that this story, "A Love Suprême", was based on the song by Robbie Williams.

I will definitely write more as soon as I come up with another plan!!! So please review, I truly admire my fellow writers! (Hindi, Satine, Elizabeth, A.L.S.O, and MANY others!. You guys all rock!) Oh yeah, and one more thing to add to the end of the story.. "And they lived happily ever after." (