A.N. Once again, thanks to all the people who've reviewed so far. I'm glad you are enjoying the story.
"My fall?" Did I fall today?" Satine asked. She seemed very confused.
Christian didn't quite understand how Satine could forget an event like her fall. "Yes angel. You fell off of the stairs while you were dancing, don't you remember?
Satine thought for a moment. "No, I don't remember that.
For a moment Christian was afraid she had lost her entire memory. "Satine, you still remember who you are, right? And who I am, and where you are?
Satine giggled a little. "Yes, Christian. I remember who I am, and who you are. And I know where I am. I just don't really remember how or why I'm here. When exactly did this fall happen?
"Well, you were dancing down those stairs" Christian began to answer but was interrupted by Satine.
"What stairs? And why was I dancing down them?
Satine's questions were starting to worry Christian. "Angel, the stairs in the show, remember? In your first number you have to dance down the stairs. Satine, are you sure you're alright?
Satine smiled and said "Yes, Christian. I'm fine." In reality, though, she was just as scared as Christian was. She knew what he was talking about. She knew she was starring in a show, and she knew about her number on the stairs. But at the same time, none of what Christian was saying was making any sense to her.
Over the next few hours, Christian did nothing but sit and talk to Satine. Even though she said she was fine, Christian didn't believe her. And he was right not to. As they talked, he noticed that something was not right. Usually, Satine stared directly into his eyes when they talked, but this time she seemed distracted. Her eyes kept darting around the room, as if she was seeing it for the first time.
"Satine, something is wrong with you." Christian said as someone knocked at the door. It was Toulouse.
"Just came by to see how she's doing. Oh, you're awake! How are you feeling?" Toulouse was happy to see Satine had woken up and wasn't screaming anymore.
"Well, actually Toulouse, I've felt better." Satine was now very scared. She had always been very proud of the fact that she was always very focused and on top of things. But now, things seemed different. For some reason Christian's apartment, as sparsely furnished as it was, seemed like the whole world to her. Satine explained this to Christian and Toulouse.
"It's really scaring me! I just want things to get back to normal, or as normal as things get for me.
Christian sat down next to Satine and rubbed her back while Toulouse talked about what had happened after he left with the doctor.
"Well, everyone is worried about you across the street. You shook up Harold quite a bit. They've been rehearsing a little, but not much. You haven't missed much, dear.
As he spoke Satine thought to herself "Across the street? Why are the people across the street...Oh, that's the Moulin Rouge. Why did it take me that long to remember that?
Toulouse told Christian that Harold had suggested that Satine come back to rehearsals the next day, not so much to actually rehearse as much as to let everyone know she was alright. As much as it scared both of them for Satine to leave the garret, they agreed.
Satine didn't sleep very much that night. The pain in her head kept coming back, though not as badly as before. And she kept hearing strange noises that she couldn't identify. She spent most of the night wide awake, clutching Christian's arm.
As she finally drifted off, she thought "I have to get better. I can't let everyone get even more worried tomorrow.
A,N. Sorry this chapter took a little longer-I have 2 projects for school going on at the same time. But soon (June 15th! ) school will be done. Anyway, please review! The next chapter will be up soon.