Chapter Three: I do

After a few days of settling down and moving boxes of Satine's and Christian's belongings into their new home, the day had come for their wedding. Zidler, Bell, Kaydence, Christian, and Satine, all headed over to the chapel. Marie had made her own way to America and was waiting for Satine by the time they got there. Marie, Satine, Bell, and Kaydence all were in the dressing room, in the back of the chapel, getting ready. Satine wasn't very rich so she had her Hindu wedding costume washed and was planning on wearing it in her wedding. With the little money Bell and Zidler had they chipped in to help buy Kaydence a nice outfit because she was the flower girl. Bell and Marie were the only ones who were going to wear their own outfits. Bell and Marie were bridesmaid. Bell had become one of Satine's good friends.

In Christian's dressing room, Christian was getting ready with Zidler, his father, his brother, Satie and all the bohemians. It was quite crowded but they managed. Christian was going to wear the Argentinean's best suit and hat. The boho's wore clothes that they would normally wear. Christian's father and brother were wearing their best suits. Christian was getting nervous. He had been married before, to Bell, but he never felt anything for her so he was nervous this time. So was Satine.

Marie was the first ready so she walked out and was waiting for Satine. Zidler came over to Marie, he was waiting for Bell.

"I can't believe she is getting married, She has wanted this for so long," Zidler whispered to Marie.

"I know, but look at her she is a young beautiful, grown-up, intelligent women now and this is going to be the happiest day of her life," Marie pulled out a tissue to wipe away the few tears that escaped her eyes. Their conversation was shortly interrupted when Satine came out of the dressing room.

"Harold, how do I look? Smoldering temptress?" Satine asked giggling.

"Ahh, my dear you look like a blossoming peach!" Zidler yelled as he and Marie pulled Satine into a loving embrace. All in smiles.

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The wedding march began playing. Christian stood at the alter. His heart was racing. He was so nervous. How would she look? How can I take care of her? Should I be marrying her? Of course! He thought to himself. He straightened himself up as her watched his little girl march down the aisle, planting little paper flowers on the ground. She came up and stood next to the alter, on the opposite side of where Christian was. The next to come was Marie with her arm linked in Nicolas'. They spread apart and Nicolas stood next to Christian and Marie next to Kaydence.

Then came Bell with Zidler and all three bohemians cam behind them. I wish Toulouse was here. He would have loved to be. Christian thought. Next, was the moment all had waited for. Nicolas elbowed Christian as Satine came down the aisle with Christian's father. Her eyes met Christian's and they never left. On her was a bright smile. She looked absolutely gorgeous in her Hindu Wedding gown. His father went off to the side and Satine, still looking into Christian's eyes, came up next to him.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are gathered here today to join together Christian James and Satine Maybol," The priest thundered. Satine and Christian turned to face him. The service carried on, Christian wasn't so nervous anymore as he first was. Satine could tell that he was nervous so she grasped his hand and held it tight.

"Do you, Christian James, take the beautiful Satine Maybol to be your wedded bride? Through sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?" Christian glanced at Satine and knew that in a few seconds everything, all his hopes and dreams would finally come true.

"I do." Christian answered with confidence. Satine squeezed Christian's hand lightly.

"And do you, Satine Maybol, take Christian James to be your wedded husband?"

"I do," Satine answered with pride.

"You may now kiss the bride," The priest announced.

Christian didn't have a second to lose. He took Satine in his arms and gave the most romantic, passionate, deep kiss that out numbered all the kisses anyone had ever gotten. He let go and satine stared at him with a bright smile on her face with her arms around his neck. He picked her up, the same way he did when they arrived at the house, and carried her out to the carriage.

Christian put Satine down in her seat and Christian sat next to her. He grabbed her hand and held it tightly. They both turned to wave goodbye, even though they would see them all at the reception. They turned to each other as the carriage headed off toward the dance hall. Christian took her head in his hand and kissed her lips softly. Christian cuddled Satine all the way there. Satine rested her head on his chest. She was excited to get to dance with Christian at the reception.

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Christian stepped out of the carriage, in front of the Dance Hall. He smelled the fresh, crisp, cold air and turned around to help Satine out of the carriage. He grabbed her hand and led her into the hall. Their flushed faces, from the ride in the snow, were greeted by warms ones. Harold and Bell were already dancing on the dance floor. Kaydence and Nicolas were at a table chowing down on food and Marie was the one who greeted them. Satine and Christian went to the head table and sat down. Christian's hand was on the table, it was slightly shaking, Satine noticed this and grabbed it. She gave it a gentle squeeze. Christian looked at her and she looked at him. She kissed his nose and said, "Everything is alright now." Christian nodded.

A friend of Satine's sat down next to her the table and they talked for a while. Christian did the same only with another friend. They were still holding hands. The band began playing a song, Your Song, there song. Christian looked at Satine and said, "May I have this dance, miss?"

"Yes, sir, I would be honored." Satine smiled at him as Christian helped her out of her seat. He led her to the dance floor and grabbed her waist. He enclosed her hand in his and she rested her head on her hand on his shoulder. He led her all across the dance floor. Occasionally she would lift her head for Christian to plant a soft kiss on. Satine never knew she could be this happy, especially after her parents died when she was only 13. When the song ended, Christian wouldn't let her go. They just stood there in each other's embrace and felt like the happiest people in the world. He kissed her neck and said, " I Love you and I'll always be there for you."

"I love you too, I love you so much." Satine answered, looking him in the eyes. They let the dancers dance around them as they still stood there. Content with the moment and happy. Never had anyone seen such a loving couple. They finally ushered themselves back to their seats and had some cake.

It was soon time for them to leave for their honeymoon. Christian led her out to the carriage and grabbed her hand. They waved goodbye to everyone and sat back in the seat. Once again, Satine was cuddled by Christian. She had a large smile o her face and silently slipped into a deep sleep.