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1 Year Later
Satine sat at the kitchen table admiring the gold band around her finger. She was now a happily married woman. And a soon to be mother! She stood up and looked out the window at her husband, Christian, as he fed the chickens.
Once they were married, Satine suggested that they went to live in the countryside, as it was the perfect environment to bring a child up in. On the night of the wedding, she decided she was ready for a family, so their honeymoon turned out to be much more fun than she thought!
She was 9 months pregnant, and her stomach defiantly showed it. She had been for checkups, and everything was going perfect. She sighed and sat back down. She was getting awful back pains lately. "Where's my little princess?" called Christian, coming through the door.
"In here" called Satine. Christian came through to the kitchen looking just as handsome as he did when they first met (except he wasn't wearing the Argentinean's best suit).
"How are you?" he asked, kissing her forehead. "Fine, but I could do with a hug", she said, stretching her arms up to him. Her picked her up and twirled her around. She laughed for a bit, letting him get her dizzy. But then she stopped laughing. She felt a sharp pain in her stomach and new strait away.
"Christian! Get me to the Doctor! Quick! I think our baby is coming!" Christian cried with joy, and ran outside to the horse, which was tethered up to the side of the house. He attached the cart to it's saddle, went inside to fetch Satine, who was breathing sharply, and soon they was trotting down the bumpy lane towards the little village of Strathkinness.
"Excuse me!" he called, as he entered the village square, where they were holding a market, "Excuse me! My wife is in Labour! Please let me through!" Soon people were scattering and wishing them good luck as they trundled down the lane towards the Surgery.
There were nurses outside waiting for them as they pulled outside the doors. A young boy took the horse and cart around the back, and soon Satine was on a bed, wearing a hospital nightgown, and being told to 'push'. Christian was at her side, encouraging her.
She was thankful for him being there. She pushed with all her might, and just as she was about to give up, she gave one last push, and their new life was born. She held her breath, waiting for the sound of a crying baby.
Soon enough, there was a strangled cry, and a baby wrapped in blankets was placed in her arms. "Congratulations! A beautiful baby girl", said the Doctor, "Well done, miss Satine. I will leave you in peace now" "Thank you Doctor", said Christian, not bothering to look up. He was mesmerised by the beautiful creature in his wife's arms.
"Oh, Christian! Isn't she beautiful?" asked Satine, tears falling from her eyes. "As beautiful as her mother" he replied, staring into Satine's eyes. They both looked back down at their daughter, who was peacefully sleeping.
"What shall we call her?" asked Christian; suddenly realising they hadn't thought about it. "I don't know", said Satine, realising too, "How about, Belle?" said Satine. "Belle?" repeated Christian. "It is French for beautiful" explained Satine, smiling.
"It's perfect!" said Christian, picking up the baby gently, so as not to wake her. "Then it is settled. Belle it is!" said Satine, flopping back on the pillow. She was exhausted.
A Few Weeks Later
Satine and Belle were allowed home the next day. As they were both 100% healthy, there was nothing to keep them going. It had been a few weeks now, and Belle was settling in nicely.
Her mother and father were very happy. Their life was finally complete. They had a perfectly healthy baby and they had each other-something that only seemed like a dream at one point.
Belle, only being a few weeks old, couldn't do much but, cry, dribble and sleep. But every time she did go to sleep, the last thing she saw was a red windmill, painted on her wall.
Yayness! :::~~Does chapter dance~~::: I have actually completed a story! I am so H.A.P.P.Y! I could still do with some reviews though.... Thanks for being really nice and helpful while I wrote this story, and if you carry on being nice, I may write a sequel! By for now, Nikee the Lady of the Wood. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
1 Year Later
Satine sat at the kitchen table admiring the gold band around her finger. She was now a happily married woman. And a soon to be mother! She stood up and looked out the window at her husband, Christian, as he fed the chickens.
Once they were married, Satine suggested that they went to live in the countryside, as it was the perfect environment to bring a child up in. On the night of the wedding, she decided she was ready for a family, so their honeymoon turned out to be much more fun than she thought!
She was 9 months pregnant, and her stomach defiantly showed it. She had been for checkups, and everything was going perfect. She sighed and sat back down. She was getting awful back pains lately. "Where's my little princess?" called Christian, coming through the door.
"In here" called Satine. Christian came through to the kitchen looking just as handsome as he did when they first met (except he wasn't wearing the Argentinean's best suit).
"How are you?" he asked, kissing her forehead. "Fine, but I could do with a hug", she said, stretching her arms up to him. Her picked her up and twirled her around. She laughed for a bit, letting him get her dizzy. But then she stopped laughing. She felt a sharp pain in her stomach and new strait away.
"Christian! Get me to the Doctor! Quick! I think our baby is coming!" Christian cried with joy, and ran outside to the horse, which was tethered up to the side of the house. He attached the cart to it's saddle, went inside to fetch Satine, who was breathing sharply, and soon they was trotting down the bumpy lane towards the little village of Strathkinness.
"Excuse me!" he called, as he entered the village square, where they were holding a market, "Excuse me! My wife is in Labour! Please let me through!" Soon people were scattering and wishing them good luck as they trundled down the lane towards the Surgery.
There were nurses outside waiting for them as they pulled outside the doors. A young boy took the horse and cart around the back, and soon Satine was on a bed, wearing a hospital nightgown, and being told to 'push'. Christian was at her side, encouraging her.
She was thankful for him being there. She pushed with all her might, and just as she was about to give up, she gave one last push, and their new life was born. She held her breath, waiting for the sound of a crying baby.
Soon enough, there was a strangled cry, and a baby wrapped in blankets was placed in her arms. "Congratulations! A beautiful baby girl", said the Doctor, "Well done, miss Satine. I will leave you in peace now" "Thank you Doctor", said Christian, not bothering to look up. He was mesmerised by the beautiful creature in his wife's arms.
"Oh, Christian! Isn't she beautiful?" asked Satine, tears falling from her eyes. "As beautiful as her mother" he replied, staring into Satine's eyes. They both looked back down at their daughter, who was peacefully sleeping.
"What shall we call her?" asked Christian; suddenly realising they hadn't thought about it. "I don't know", said Satine, realising too, "How about, Belle?" said Satine. "Belle?" repeated Christian. "It is French for beautiful" explained Satine, smiling.
"It's perfect!" said Christian, picking up the baby gently, so as not to wake her. "Then it is settled. Belle it is!" said Satine, flopping back on the pillow. She was exhausted.
A Few Weeks Later
Satine and Belle were allowed home the next day. As they were both 100% healthy, there was nothing to keep them going. It had been a few weeks now, and Belle was settling in nicely.
Her mother and father were very happy. Their life was finally complete. They had a perfectly healthy baby and they had each other-something that only seemed like a dream at one point.
Belle, only being a few weeks old, couldn't do much but, cry, dribble and sleep. But every time she did go to sleep, the last thing she saw was a red windmill, painted on her wall.
Yayness! :::~~Does chapter dance~~::: I have actually completed a story! I am so H.A.P.P.Y! I could still do with some reviews though.... Thanks for being really nice and helpful while I wrote this story, and if you carry on being nice, I may write a sequel! By for now, Nikee the Lady of the Wood. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
