All right first things first: I don't own Moulin Rouge or any of the characters. Here is the sequel to A real Actress, which instead of making it separate I'm just going to combine the story's together. Satine and Christian have moved to India where they live in high society. Satine keeps her name to Gwen but you will notice that Christian still calls her Satine when they are alone. This is because Satine doesn't want her daughters to know of her past because she's afraid that they will fallow in her footsteps. They now have three girls Clare, who is up in England at the beginning and the twin girls Adele and Adelaide. This is the story of Adelaide.

At All Costs

"Christian! Christian, have you seen our daughter?" Satine asked looking disarray.

"Hmm, which one?" Christian raised an eyebrow and continued to tie his bow tie.

"Which one do you think, Darling?" Retorted Satine.

"Well we have three of them you know..." Satine rolled her eyes at her husband and began to walk off. "Darling don't worry about Adelaide right now. You need to get ready. I'm sure her and Adele are getting ready as we speak."

"Adele hasn't seen Adelaide since this afternoon, though! And neither have I..."

"I'll find her. Don't worry. Just get dressed. Everything will be fine."

"I wish I had your optimism." She began to walk out of the room, but Christian pulled her back wrapping his arms around her and kissing her forehead.

"I thought I needed to get ready..." She said smiling up at him.

"I just thought you could use a little comfort." He said grinning. "Now go on." He released her and gave her a little push that followed with a slap on her butt. She made a mock scream and then giggled.

"I'll get you for that one, love. I can promise you that." Satine said, as she walked off into the bedroom.

"I can't wait." He yelled after her. In the distance he heard her laugh. "I'm going to go look for Adelaide!"

"God help her if she isn't dressed!" Satine yelled to Christian,

Christian laughed and headed downstairs to go look for his 15-year-old daughter.

"Hello Papa!" He heard a voice say coming from the bottom of the stairs.

"Ah Adele! Have you seen Adelaide?" Christian asked the older twin.

"No I haven't. Not since this afternoon."

"Do you know where she might be?"

"Well she went to go play with Kana and Roger. I thought I heard her say something about going to the water hole. But I could have been mistaken."

"Oh I see... Are you all ready?"

"Yes, Papa."

"Well then that makes two of us. Your mother is getting dressed." Both of their heads turned when they heard a large thump, followed by an "Ow!" Father and daughter gave each other a look of knowing and Christian turned around to go back upstairs.

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Adelaide ran through the dusty streets of India as fast as she could back to her home. She was soaked from head to toe in water and mud clung to different spots on her body. The dirt was accumulating with every step she took. She finally reached her large house. Now the trouble was getting in un-noticed. She peaked through a window and saw her twin sister and her father talking. The front door would not work. And the back was surrounded with servants probably all looking for her.
Adelaide decided the trellis would have to do. She climbed upon it and reach up, grabbing the edge of her balcony. She lifted one leg up and re-grasped. Then pulled herself up and lifted herself over the railing. Adelaide walked quickly over the balcony inside her room... but forgot about the steps that led down to it. Inevitably she tripped and fell with a bang on the floor.

"OW! Damn it!" Adelaide cursed. She quickly got herself up though and ran to the tub full of water, undressing in the process. She stepped into the tub. Goosebumps arose all over her body. The water was much colder than the waterhole. But despite this she continued to wash off all the mud and dirt that clung to her.

Adelaide heard a knock at her door. "Adelaide? Are you in there?"

"Uh, yes Papa! I'm getting my hair done! I'll be down in five minutes... And can you tell Mary to get up here. I need her help with... uh something." She stammered.

"Yes, she'll be up in a moment." Once she was sure he was gone she grabbed the soap and rubbed her body furiously with it making it a rosy pink color when she finished. She then washed her hair.

"Adelaide! It's Mary!" Adelaide heard on the other side of the door. She quickly hopped out of the tub and grabbed a towel that was on a near by chair.

"Come in! And do so hurry!" Mary came in and shut the door.

"Adelaide where have you been?" Asked Mary as she rubbed the girl dry and got her into fresh bloomers and a petticoat.

"Promise not to tell Mother?" Mary nodded. "Well after lunch Roger and Kana and I decided to go to the waterhole. Another groups of kids were there... So we went to war."

"Went to war?" Asked Mary questioningly.

"Well not like that of course! We threw mud balls at each other, and had the best time! We won our waterhole back... It was us three against eight. We were so proud! And so the rest of the day we were celebrating. I didn't mean to be late. I understand that this dinner party is a very important thing to Mum and daddy. But I lost track of time."

"Well your secret is safe with me... There you look decent enough. Let me do something with your hair though."
Adelaide looked in the mirror. She thought she looked ridiculous in this dress with all its puffs, and petticoats.

"I suppose Adele is wearing the exact same thing?"

"Only in pink." Mary added.

"Hmm figures. I don't see why, that just because were twins means we have to dress alike. Because we don't look alike that's for sure and we sure as hell don't act alike."

"Adelaide don't swear, but just like your older sister, Adele favors Christian. But you on the other hand... look exactly like your mother. The eyes, the hair, the face." Mary smiled at her. Adelaide looked into the mirror. Her wet tresses were braided up into a bun. Mary had put a wreath of yellow flowers around it. "Here put your gloves on, and earrings, and I think you'll be done."

"It's to warm for gloves..." Adelaide complained. But did as she was told and put them on along with earrings and matching choker. "Thank you for your help Mary."

"Your welcome, child. Now go on down before you get into trouble." She got up and walked out of the door.

"Adelaide! I'm so delighted that you've decided to grace us with your presents." Adelaide heard her father say.

"I'm sorry I was late getting home Papa." Adelaide said.

"Don't worry about it. You've just barely beaten your mother down." He said looking up at the top of the staircase, where Satine stood.

"Adelaide, where have you been?" Asked Satine as she descended down the steps.

"Umm, around... I guess." Adelaide said smiling cheesy.

"That won't cut it. Tell me where you've been? And don't lie."

"Well see..." Adelaide began.

"Darling we'll talk later. If we do this now we will be late." Said Christian, taking Satine's arm in his.

The family walked out and got into the car to drive off to the Dinner Party.

Adelaide hated the family whose house they were going to. The three girls were prissy and annoying. They only cared for their looks, and what guys thought of them. Adele got along much better with them than Adelaide did. They considered the people she hung out with low, and so that made her low.

Adelaide wondered off on her own, hoping to find a quiet corner where the talk of the latest fashions and who was dating who and such, would not come to her ears. And the only place she could go to be from such talk was outside.
Adelaide walked around the porch and looked longingly off into the distance. Wishing to be anywhere but here. Then she saw a figure running closer and closer to the house. It was small and ran swiftly. Soon Adelaide could tell it was her friend Kana. She jumped from the porch steps and ran across the land to meet her friend.

"Kana! What are you doing here? And how did you get in? The entrance to this place is being watched so that only people on "the list" can come past the gates. And I'm pretty sure you weren't on that list" Adelaide said looking at her friend questioningly. Kana smiled broadly.

"Well they're pretty stupid. I climbed over the fence just about 100 yards down. I suppose there company wouldn't think of climbing a fence in 1,000 years."
Adelaide laughed.
"Yeah, that's true.... So where's Roger?" Asked Adelaide, looking for the other sidekick.

"He is waiting for us. We found a secret entrance to a club..." Kana's smile broadened. Adelaide smiled and then frowned, sighing, "I can't go... I'm supposed stay here. And besides, I'm in enough trouble as it is. Being late and all." Kana looked at her pleadingly. "What if we went another night?"

"When your parents talk to you though, you won't be able to leave the house for at least a week. You might as well get in trouble tonight and get it all over with." Adelaide nodded and smiled.

"I like the way you think... Are we supposed to dress up for this club?" She asked Kana.

"Well yes. But I figured we could barrow something of yours, and Roger can where that suit you got for you're school play. It should fit him, it was big on you." Adelaide nodded.

"Let's go back to my house, find something for all of us to wear, and then we can sneak in through this passage of yours." Adelaide said. She was already descending from the porch stairs and started running across the lawn. On the way she shed her shoes and stockings, preferring to go barefoot. She hiked up her dress showing the lacy bloomers she wore. The two girls laughed and raced each other to the gate. Adelaide's long legs carried her farther faster, but she just barely beat Kana. They climbed over the gate. Adelaide made it over but caught her dress at the hem. A terrible ripping sound came. She lost her balance and fell with an oomph to the ground. Both girls doubled over in a fit if laughter and continued laughing as they ran down the block to meet they're other friend.

The three walked quickly in the dark to get to Adelaide's home. They arrived there 20 minutes later. Each snuck up the trellis like Adelaide had done just an two hours before. They all silenced their giggles and walked into Adelaide's room.

"My mother has tons of dresses in her closet. She won't miss two... Roger go get the tux in my closet then go wash the dirt off your face. I'll find my dads cologne and you can use some of that. Kana come with me."

Roger walked to Adelaide's closet while Kana and Adelaide walked down the hall and into her parent's bedroom. The master bedroom was beautiful. Satine had decorated it herself. It had a very Indian flare to it, mixed with beautiful blues, sultry reds, jade greens and bright yellows. It was decorated with Ivory and jade. The closet was mostly everyday clothes. Nice suitable clothes, that you would see a middle class person wearing. Unlike most rich people, who wore stuffy beautiful dresses everyday; Satine was more classy in how she dressed. Though she had many nice dresses they weren't her pride and joy.
Adelaide turned on a lamp and walked to the back of the closet where her mother's nice dresses hung. She had never really been back here. She fingered the material. Silks, shears, satins. Adelaide finally found a dress she thought suited her. It was rose red, sleeveless, and low cut. Kana found a dark blue one, which went with her dark skin, hair, and eyes. Adelaide looked around for two corsets. One's that would fit the bust line of the dresses. Otherwise she new neither one of them had a chance of fitting into them. She knew her mother had some. She found it funny that she did own them... her mother was so strict about this kind of stuff, which caused Adelaide to feel her mother was hiding something from her, but she could never figure out what. She was just thinking this when the beginning of the puzzle hit her on the head.

"Owe! Dammit! What the hell was that?" Adelaide cursed. Then looked on the ground to find a blue book. On the front in gold letters she read the words "The Moulin Rouge" "The red mill?" She asked to herself silently, thinking back to her French.

"Huh... another book written by my father." She opened the cover and found the dedication. For my Beloved Satine, She was my sparkling diamond. I love you, my darling. "Oh my god. Who the hell is Satine?"

"What are you talking about?" Asked Kana, looking over the dress.

"This book is dedicated to a woman named Satine. It was by my father.... And my mother's name is Gwen. So who's Satine?"

"I dunno but you better hurry up! Read it later, we have a club to get to!" Kana said with excitement in her voice.

"Alright, alright. Tie the back up to this dress and I'll do yours and then I'll do your hair."

It was 30 minutes later when all three of them were primped and ready to go. They took extra care going back down the trellis, making sure nothing got torn or dirty. Finally they were all three down and walking quickly on their way. The girls pulled up their dresses so as to keep the dirt from the hem. The Club Adelaide, soon found out, was one of the most popular clubs in the area. Dancing, singing... it was your basic night club.

They quietly made there way behind the club where there was a cellar... unlocked. The three of them smiled at each other. Roger opened one door while Kana got the other. Adelaide walked in first checking to make sure the coast was clear. It was dark and the only sign of light was a door that led up into the dance hall. Roger and Kana followed Adelaide. They silently walked up the stairs, and feeling a little conspicuous, slipped through the door into the crowded dance hall.

"Wow..." All three of them stared in amazement at the atmosphere around them. In one glance all three of them saw more skin revealed than they had ever seen in their whole lives. Adelaide was the first to come to her senses.

"Come on guys we look like idiots with our mouths gaped and eyes wide open." She pointed out. Roger and Kana agreed and they walked away from the door. Adelaide looked around at the woman and noticed they walked with certain sway to the hips. Some of them had a hand on a hip to give it an effect. Adelaide decided she would try this. She put her right hand on her right hip and walked swaying her hips slightly. Kana looked at her and laughed.

"So how do I look?" She gave a sultry look and put her left hand behind her head sticking out her chest while keeping her right hand on her hip.

"Haha! You look ridiculous but at least you look like you fit in." Roger admitted. Adelaide smiled broadly and continued with her little act. Kana attempted do to the same but it just wasn't going all that great for her. The three laughed and walked nervously to find an empty table. Which that was easier said than done. The dance hall was large but almost all the tables were taken up. So they ended up standing most of the time.

They walked around a bit and then decided to just stay near the wall after Adelaide had gotten her butt grabbed at and smacked for the 4th time. All the guys "mistakenly" thought she was one of the dancers.

"Come on guys lets go out there and dance... This is a club after all. We didn't come here to just sit around and look at everyone else dancing." Adelaide pointed out. Kana looked hesitant to move from her spot, as did Roger. Adelaide sighed. "Well I'm going out there." The two didn't do anything to stop her and told her that they would join her soon.

Adelaide walked around the tables and toward the dance floor. The tightness of the corset restricted her breathing, so before she entered the dance floor she took the deepest breaths she could muster and walked on to the dance floor. All of the sudden she was caught in a whirlwind of color. She went from male dancer to male dancer. At first she was frightened and wanted more than anything to get out of the crowded dance hall and into the cool night air. But then adrenaline kicked in, she was caught in the heat, the music, the movement, the moment... she was thrown into a series of dips, swings, and lifts. One song ended and another began. An Indian Erotic mix, a hip sexy song... And then like it never started it stopped. An Indian woman and a white man stood up on a platform.

"And now it's time for one of you to perform!" Yelled the woman. She was Indian and dressed in a very traditional Indian Garb though it looked rather risqué.

"As you all know the spotlight will pick one of you out, and you will come up here and sing or dance or whatever the hell you feel like doing!" Shouted a man enthusiastically. He was white unlike his companion. In his 30's but was rather handsome with brown hair and light green eyes.
Adelaide took this time to go find her friends and check up on them. She was just getting off the dance floor when she felt a bright light on her back and saw her silhouette in front of her. Not sure what to do she just stood there. Cheer's and claps resounded off the walls, but she was only conscious to her own breathing.

"Come on up honey!" She heard the man yell. "God do something!" she yelled at herself. "You like a idiot!" So she took one deep breath and turned facing the spotlight. She let a seductive smile creep up on her face and walked towards the spotlight and on the platform with as much confidence as she could muster.

"Ah! Here comes the darling!" The man said. Adelaide felt her hands shaking. But she smiled broadly at him. "What are you doing for us baby?" He asked to her silently when she got up there.

"Uh, do I really have to do this?" Adelaide asked timidly.

"I would... unless you want to be booed and jeered at. Teased and taunted." He said looking at her. She gave him a week smile.

"I guess I'll sing..."

"Wonderful! You start and the band will pick it up."

Adelaide's mind raced. What to sing? She thought back to a favorite childhood memory, when her mother and she were actually close. She had sung a song lively and upbeat and Adelaide had demanded she teach it to her. Taking a deep breath she found it inside her to draw out the first note.

The French are glad to die for love They delight in fighting duels But I prefer a man who lives And gives expensive jewels... Her heart skipped a beat as she looked out at the crowd. But continued singing... A kiss on the hand may be quite continental But diamonds are a girl's best friend A kiss may be grand but it won't pay the rental On your humble flat, or help you feed your helpless cat Confidence built in her as the Audience started getting into it. Adelaide felt something then that she had never felt before. The exhilaration of the moment, the audience smiling. They enjoyed this. She made little movements that showed off what sex appeal she had. The audience loved it Men grow cold as girls grow old And we all lose our charms in the end But square-cut or pear-shaped These rocks don't lose their shape Diamonds are a girl's best friend ...Tiffany...Cartier... Cause we are living in a material world And I am a material girl Come and get me, boys Black Star, Ross Cole Talk to me, Harry Zilder, tell me all about it! Adelaide had no idea who exactly Harry Zidler was, but soon it had just became a part of the song and she paid no attention to it. There may come a time when a lass needs a lawyer But diamonds are a girl's best friend There may come a time when a hard-boiled employer thinks you're awful nice But get that ice or else no dice He's your guy when stocks are high

But beware when they start to descend

Diamonds are a girl's best Diamonds are a girls best Diamonds are a girls best friend Cause that's those louses go back to their spouses! Diamonds are a girl's best friend !

And the room exploded. Adelaide smiled wildly. The crowd was going crazy standing up and cheering.

"Wow baby... I'm speechless. Ever done this before?" Asked the man.

"Not really, just in front of family." Adelaide couldn't stop smiling. They really loved her.

"Well you were simply wonderful. If you could, we'd love to have you."

"Have me work here? Regularly?" Adelaide asked shocked.

"Yep. The audience seems to love you. And you have the voice and moves. With just a little training you could be really hot here." Chimed in the Indian woman.

"I'll think about it." She said without thinking, turned around and walked off the platform.

"Adelaide!" She heard one of her friends call her. She turned around to see Roger and Kana running towards her. "You were wonderful! Where did you learn that song? Oh and we found someone we actually know! Well. sorta. that Mrs. Tucker lady we harassed and played pranks on at that dinner party you mum had. We saw her! It's kinda funny to think that a person like her would come to place like this but she left about half way through your performance... Of course everyone else was entranced." Adelaide's head shot to Roger.

"Mrs. Tucker?!" She asked worriedly. "Oh my god... Do you know what this means?"

"That were going to have fun joking about this for the rest of our lives?" Kana asked as if it was obvious what it all meant

"No! Mrs. Tucker is the biggest gossip you'll ever meet! She'll be sure to tell my mother and father... Oh this is just grand! Come on we got to go!"

"Now? But it's still kinda early." Roger complained.

"Just come on! I have to try and get to my parents before that witch does or I'm done for!" Adelaide pulled her friends to the secret entrance.
"You guys go on home." She told them before she started running.

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"I can't believe you did that!" Shouted an enraged Satine. "You ran away from the party to go out with your friends... You were supposed to perform for everyone."

"I know, but I couldn't stand it there any longer. I'm sorry." Adelaide said as sincerely as she could.

"But you shouldn't have just gone off like that! We were worried, darling." Christian said softly. Adelaide felt bad when her father said this especially in that tone of voice. Disappointment was visible on his face.

"I'm sorry daddy..." She tried again.

"So tell us, Adelaide. Where have you been? And I want the truth." Satine said warningly.

"Just with Kana and Roger... you now walking around."

"Adelaide you don't just go walking around in my dresses for the fun of it and if I'm not mistaken Kana has one of mine. For which I won't blame her..."

"I didn't go anywhere!" Adelaide said. Satine bent down to look at her child in the eyes.

"You went to a dance club didn't you?" She asked. And there was something in her eyes as she looked at Adelaide that Adelaide couldn't forget, or discern. A sense of knowing was present in that look. It seemed right then they had connected in some way. "You smell like men, alcohol, and sweat."

"So what if I had? I didn't enjoy it. I would never go back." Satine half smiled.

"Oh yes you did. I can see it in your eyes." Satine said softly as if she was in a whole other world altogether. At this Adelaide down cast her eyes. Her mother knew her far to well, and yet they weren't close at all.

"So what now? Am I to be punished?"

"Yes. But your father and I need to talk about it privately and don't think were done talking. Now go to bed."

Adelaide stood up from the chair and walked out without saying a word. It would probably be the same punishment she always got. Being confined to the house for two weeks or more.

Once in her room she got into her nightgown and lay on her bed, with thoughts of performing dancing in her head. "An actress" she thought silently to herself. "A real actress" that was what she was going to be, that was what she wanted, that was what she was going to get, at all costs.