A/n: Hey, did you guys miss me any?? It's okay if you didn't……I'll just lock myself in my room and sulk….LOL, no…..anyway…….I just had my birthday like 6 days ago!! Yea to me!!! Harry's birthday is coming at the end of the month!! Yea!! Well, I thought that I'd inform you about something: After I finish Surviving the Storm, Your Dearest Love, Made for Loving You, and my other MR fics, I won't be writing much more of them. Ideas for MR fics are hard to work on……of course I'll still write some……just not as many. But, I will probably write a lot of HP fics and Friends fics (possibly)!! So, be on the look out for them……also, I have another idea for an HP HG/RL fic and a cool MR fic, so when these are all done……look for those!!!

Disclaimer: Once again, don't own them!!

P.S. I want this fic to be really songy-not a word LOL- so I am going to try and incorporate different songs in each chapter-whether by using a line or the whole thing. And, in the last chapter, I used the song somewhere out there by James Horner!!

Ok……I'm going to start right………………..NOW!!!

LOL


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Shadows of the day slipped over his shoulder as eh tried to write, but all he could think about was her.

His pen stained the paper with ink and his eyes strained with concentration. His heart an soul was going into this poem and he would love once again.

There's a song that's inside of my soul

It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again

I'm awake in the infinite cold

But you sing to me over and over and over again.

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Christian sighed at his work and sat back to think of more. He closed his eyes to try and capture that mental image of her once more, but concluded with nothing.

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"Because we could not stop for Death

He kindly stopped for me;

The carriage held but just ourselves

And immortality…."

Satine painfully gripped the bars on the side of the caboose. One weak bar, slippage, grip, could mean her life. Her feet dangled slightly about the train tracks. Low and behold, sweat leaked through the pores in her hand, letting go of her edge. She slipped from off the back, smacking her head forcefully on the steel tracks.

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So, I lay my head back down

And I lift my hands and pray To be only yours,

I pray, to be only yours

I know now you're my only hope.

A tight surge of pain rattled through his head, as if he had hit his head on something. But, settled in his little hotel room in London, nothing was about to cause this pain.

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Satine pushed her hands tightly on the ground, hoping that she wasn't too weak to heave herself up for help. Blackness consumed the world around her and to the ground she dropped.

"Satine, darling……….Satine," Voices surrounded her limp body. The only feelings she knew now where the bed beneath her, the chill in the air, and the cold hand clasping hers.

"Christian………….Christian…….." Satine whispered into the nights air, unable to open her eyes, to be returned with annoyed reply.

"No, Darling…….it's me, your husband," The same mousy shrill voice spoke to her. Alas, Satine opened her starry eyes.

"Hello," she muttered weakly.

"You're alright, darling…….we're back in London. This was the closest place to you before you were lost,"

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"Nurse, please check on patient in room 212. He needs kidney treatment in the morning and we need him to take his medicine," [A/N: I don't know if hospitals functioned this way back then, so just go along with me]

"Sure, doctor," The nurse hurried to the room and slipped through the door where she found the patient fast asleep.

"Come on, hun…..I need you to wake for me," The nurse cooed.

The patient groggily opened his brown eyes, peering up at the nurse.

"Hello, Nurse Rye," He whispered softly and politely.

"Good evening, Mr. Letrac," She kindly replied as she took out a small capsule from the medicine container. "Now, Mr. Letrac, I need you to take this……it should make your kidney operation easier," [A/N: Sorry, this seems slightly out of date, you still following me?? Just go along with it!!] Toulouse rolled his eyes and opened his mouth. For the past three months, he had been dealing with serious Kidney problems and without this operation, he would be sure to die.

"Nurse," Doctor Theodoric had entered the room now, carrying a small clipboard. Nurse Rye turned away from Toulouse to look at the doctor. "Nurse, when you're finished here, we need you to fix a patient by the name of Van Delton…..Satine,"

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That's where I'm gonna end it kiddies……for now anyways!! Sorry that that was so short!! I don't own Only Hope by Mandy Moore and Because I could not stop for death by ??, I found it online and it's actually from around 1889, so some what around Satine and Christian's time!!

Now, I bet you're wondering a few things:

What's up with Satine??

Why is Toulouse in London??

What's going on with Christian??

What's going on with the Duke and how was his reaction to Christian??

Well, you'll just have to review and I'll update!!

Meanwhile:

Read Tani's stories: Why does my heart Cry and You can run but you can't hide!!

Read Satine's story: Wishes, it rocks and so does Satine and so does Tani and her stories!! LOL

Talk to you guys later!! Review!!