Surviving the Storm

A/N: WOW! It's been a while since I updated this!! Hey, summer is almost here, unfortunately, all of you will be out having fun and I'll still be in school cause I don't get out until the 20th of June!! Stupid snow!!

A special thanks to Tani and Satine, my two most loyal readers!! I love ya guys and your stories rock!!

And, of course, thanks to all my other reviewers cause without you, I probably wouldn't feel confident enough to keep writing!

Here you go, Diamond Absinthe, sorry for the delay!!

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Christian pulled his arm around Satine. Her wicked wild red hair fluttered in her face as the howling winds threatened to blow them away. Satine grips Christian tighter with her remaining strength as they feel the worst is almost over.

"Christian," Satine mumbled, voice still weak and breath still short. Christian looked down on his love.

"Yes, darling?" He kissed her forehead. Satine almost didn't ask her question, for fear of the answer.

"Who was that girl?" Christian pulled back and looked at Satine.

"What girl?" he asked, dumbfounded. His mind was completely washed of even the scent of Tirips.

"That girl, the one in the basement with you," Satine whispered, her voice more stern, thinking he was trying to lie to her.

"A girl? ALONE? In the basement?" Christian gasped. If there was one thing that Satine loved more than his devilish good looks, was his kind soul, but this wasn't the reaction she hoped to get. Christian pulled Satine from the shed, which had been their shelter. He hobbled along the dirt ground, all the while carrying Satine in his left arm. The ferocious winds were dying down slightly, but it didn't mean danger was gone. The cool air was dark and frightful, the tornado made threatening howls into the dark. Christian pulled open the basement door.

On the cold must floor was a women with long, silver, blonde, hair (Tirips). He snapped the door shut behind him and nestled Satine down among a sack of potatoes.

"Christian, what are you doing?" Satine muttered.

"Trying to help her," Christian snapped out of frustration. He pulled the women over to where Satine was lying, where he made the transition of Satine and the girl. [A/N: Tirips is unconscious and Christian doesn't know who she is cause the whole time she had brainwashed him to make him see in her everything he saw in Satine. Just saving your confusion]

He walked Satine over to a corner with him. They hunched over and he held her tightly.

"Satine, we're going to get through this, together," Satine nodded and couldn't help but let a single tear drop. Never was she scared until now as the realization of death appeared before her once more. Christian lowered his head and covered it with his left hand, his other one around Satine. "Don't be scared, Satine. The worst is almost over, trust me," Satine nodded, but it didn't make her feel better.

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A bright orange sun clipped the eastern horizon. It reached over the mountains to wake up the wild animals scattered in the forest. The site wasn't too lovely. All over the landscape, dirt and debris had been left for someone to pick up. Carriages were turned over, houses had collapsed, and bodies of the innocent were around, dead and slowly decaying.

Satine opened one eye and then the other. The warm sun shone on her face, telling her that everything was okay. She was safe and alive. Something warm was clasped to her said; it was Christian. Satine gently nudged him, not like she would do it hard, but she was still weak from the wind. Her head ached and was buzzing, but other than that she was feeling okay. Christian opened his eyes and his first thought was Satine.

"How are you my love?" Christian asked softly, brushing away a piece of astray hair from her face and kissing her. A sickening feeling came to Satine. Had she really forgiven him that easily for kissing that girl? Maybe she wanted to love him so much she just gave in. She felt terrible about it.

"Christian," She whispered.

"Yes?"

"Christian, I just want you to know, I forgive you for kissing her,"

"Kissing who, darling?" Christian asked innocently while kissing her on the forehead.

"That girl," Satine asked amazed, it was as if it never had occurred and Satine had dreamt it all.

"What girl?" Christian asked puzzled.

"The one right there" Satine pointed to the limp body of the girl on the sacks of potatoes.

"I never kissed her," Christian demanded,

"I saw you kiss her!" Satine replied sternly, but not yelling.

"Darling, I assure you, I did not kiss her,"

"Then what were you doing with her?"

"I have never seen that girl before in my life!" Christian yelled, flabbergasted. He let go of Satine and stood up firm. Satine stared up at him speechless.

The worst was not over.

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I think that chapter was sort of lame, but hey, what can I say, I have BAD writers block!!

Hey, while you're at it, if you're looking for some good reads, check these out:

Why Does my Heart Cry By Tani

About Satine and Christian reuniting, but Christian is engaged and Satine must win him back. Christian confronts his child for the first time in five years and someone quite familiar is out to destroy them once more!! It's awesome, it made me cry!!

Whishes By Satine

All the characters from Moulin Rouge make wishes, and familiar faces are sent in to take care of that. Has an unexpected HP toss in with Dumbledore and Professor Snape. Christian doesn't know Satine is alive and Satine is out to help them fight the evil of Lord Voldemort.

And

I am the Hindu Courtesan By Glam and Glitter

A new fic I cam across today by an author new to this site. It's about Christian almost falling in love again. Is this girl his real true love, or was she really ever. Someone comes back to Montmartre, can they destroy their love? It's pretty good for their first one!!

Please review!!