Chapter 2.
Satine awoke and it took her a second to remember where she was. Then she remembered that she was on the train, but where was Christian.
Just as when she was starting to get worried the door to the compartment opened and in walked Christian with a bag.
He entered quietly trying not to wake Satine, but when he turned around after closing the door he noticed she was awake.
"Good Morning" he said as he walked over to the desk and put the bag on top of it.
"Where were you?" she asked looking over at him.
"Oh I'm sorry." He said thinking how she must have felt waking up alone in a strange place. "I just went to get some breakfast so you wouldn't have to leave"
"Oh thanks." She said as he handed her a roll.
"No problem I am just sorry I wasn't here when you woke up." He says sitting next to her on the bed.
"Oh, I'm fine, now that you're here." She said putting her head on his shoulder. "Just don't leave me." She said quietly.
"Oh Satine, I would never do that" he said wrapping his arms around her. "Come What May."
"Come What May" Satine repeated yawning.
Christian looked down at satine and couldn't help smiling. She kept nodding off and she would snap her eyes open, trying to fight it off.
"Why don't you go back to sleep, darling." He said laying her down. "I will wake you when we get there." He told her as he got up to go write. But Satine grabbed his arm.
"Where are you going?" She asked looking worried.
"I was just going to write." He said brushing some hair off her face.
"Will you stay with me?" She asked quietly.
Christian looked down t her. How could he say no? "I would love to." He said lying down next to Satine.
She quickly cuddled up to him. She laid her head on his chest and draped her arm across his waste. Christian wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close, and kissed her forehead. Satine was asleep in no time. Safe in his arms.
As Christian watched satine sleep in his arms his mind was racing. It had been since last night. He had figured out little of what to do. He always ended up on the same conclusion. One he wouldn't do. He would never ask his Father for help.
A/N: I know another short one, review if you want more.
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