Starting Over I'll Be There For You

Satine had been home from the hospital for three months now. She was slowly recovering and only had it been recently that she had been allowed to go outside. It was mid October and the red and golden leaves were falling off the trees. They crunched nicely under Satine's shoes as she walked down the road. Carriages were parked every now and then up the road. There were a few other people out who nodded at Satine as she passed but apart from that, she was by herself. As she approached the house she saw James standing outside. As she got closer she realised what was happening. Smiling, she snuck up behind him. 'Forgotten something?' She asked innocently, grinning wickedly. James glared at her and she returned it, sarcastically. 'Right, the window up there is open.' James said, pointing to the window that led onto Peter's balcony. 'Now I'm going to climb up the apple tree and...What's so funny?' He asked Satine, who was trying not to giggle. 'Nothing.' She said between laughs. 'No, go on.' He said, stepping closer to her. 'Well, that way is good but it will slow the journey down majorly and the end branches near the house aren't strong enough to hold you.' 'Alright, smarty pants. You show us the way you would go.' James said, folding his arms in front of his chest. 'Ok and you have to go your way and we see who gets there first.' She shook hands with James. 'What's going on?' Phyl called out. The two turned around to see Christian, Peter and Phyl walking down the road towards them. 'James looked himself out so he's going to climb up the apple tree to climb in the window and I said that it wouldn't work so now we're having a race.' 'What race?' Christian asked, wrapping his arms around his wife's waist, kissing her cheek. 'To see who can get up to the window first.' Satine nodded towards the window that was three storeys above them. 'Honey, I'm not sure...' Christian looked awfully worried. 'I'll be fine. Besides, Peter is on the right side to catch me this time.' She winked at Peter who smiled, blushing furiously. 'Ok, are you ready?' James asked. 'Bring it on.' James stood at the bottom of the apple tree and Satine moved over to the stone railings that surrounded the steps. 'Three. Two. One. Go!' Peter shouted.

James quickly made his way up the tree, carefully choosing the branches that looked as though they could hold his weight. He slowly made his way over, being even more careful. Satine was right, the branches near the house were quite weak. Satine, on the other hand, was having a better time. She had climbed up onto the railings and then grabbed hold of the edge of the balcony. She pulled herself up and jumped over the railings. She reached up for the window ledge on the second floor and slowly clambered up, her legs scrambling against the wall. Below them Peter and Phyl were cheering but Christian was watching Satine with worry. He was afraid. Afraid she was going to fall. He had already near lost her twice and he didn't want to do it again. James was nearly at the roof. He knew that there was no way the branches in front of him were going to hold his weight. He made his decision and jumped. Satine edged her way along the window ledge and reached out with one hand. She let go of the window ledge with her feet and was about to swing her other hand up to meet the other when.... 'AAAARRRGGGHHH!' Satine howled in pain as James jumped and landed heavily on her fingers. She let go of the roof and began to fall but a split second later she forgot the pain and reached out with her other hand and grabbed hold of the roof. She knew she wouldn't be able to hold on for long. 'James? Could you give me a hand?' 'But I thought you could do it by yourself?' He smiled sweetly at her as he peered over the edge. 'That was until you broke my fingers.' 'Satine! Are you alright?' Christian called out from down below. 'Fine. Just your idiotic brother breaking my fingers.' She glared at James. 'Ok, give me your wrist.' She carefully lifted up her bad hand and James grabbed her wrist and yanked up. The two went flying backwards and Satine flew into the window, causing it to shut. The two looked at it in horror. 'Now look what you've done.' Hissed James. 'What I've done? If you hadn't stepped on my fingers we wouldn't have to have done that.' 'Is everything ok?' Phyl called. 'We're cold.' 'Yea, well you're going to have to go cold for a bit longer.' 'Why?' 'Cos the window is shut.' 'Yea, no thanks to you.' Satine said. James tried to pull open the window from outside but it was no use. 'What?' He asked when he saw Satine glaring at him. 'Of all the people I had to be stuck on a roof with, it had to be you.' 'Yea, well you aren't my first choice either.' He gave the window one last tug and sat down next to Satine. He gave Satine a sideways glance. 'Does this seem familiar?' 'Yea, it does.' Satine smiled slightly. 'New Year's Eve 1894.' 'We were stuck there for four hours. We had to listen to everyone celebrating the new year from outside.' 'Still, we had fun.' 'We sure did. And since we are most likely to be stuck up here a long time, we might as well have fun this time too.' 'What do you have in mind?' James asked warily. He knew what Satine's idea of fun was and it wasn't his.

'So no one told you life was gonna be this way.' Satine stood up and held out a hand to James. 'Your jobs a joke, you're broke, your love life's DOA.'

'It's like you're always stuck in second gear, When it hasn't been your day, week or month, Or even your year but...' James accepted Satine's hand and stood next to her.

'I'll be there for you,' They began to sing together to each other and to the three down below. 'When the rain starts to pour. I'll be there for you, Like I've been there before. I'll be there for you, Cos you're there for me too.'

James turned to Satine and smiled, knowing what was coming next.

'You're still in bed at ten And work began at eight. You've burnt your breakfast So far...Things are going great.'

'Your mother warned you there'd be days like these.' Satine was going to get her revenge. 'But she didn't tell you when the world has brought You down to your knees and...'

'I'll be there for you,' 'When the rain starts to pour. I'll be there for you, Like I've been there before. I'll be there for you, Cos you're there for me too.'

Satine looked down at Christian and smiled to herself. She knew the next bit was for him.

'No one could ever know me, No one could ever see me, Since you're the only one who knows What it's like to be me, Someone to face the day with, Make it through all the mess with, Someone I'll always laugh with, Even at my worst I'm best with you...yea'

'It's like you're always stuck in second gear, When it hasn't been your day, week or month, Or even your year but...'

'I'll be there for you,' 'When the rain starts to pour. I'll be there for you, Like I've been there before. I'll be there for you, Cos you're there for me too.'

'I'll be there for you I'll be there for you I'll be there for you Cos you're there for me too.'

The three down below clapped loudly and as Satine and James lapped up the praise they both knew it was time to reveal the truth.