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-Six Months Later-
Come What MayI Will Love You
Until My Dying
Day
As the final note of what had become Montmartre's favorite song rang out across the Moulin Rouge, the cast and audience felt a twinge of sadness. Tonight was the final showing of Spectacular, Spectacular. Although the original prediction of the show running for fifty years did not come to pass, the six-month run had been extremely well received. As the audience gave them a standing ovation, Satine looked out at Christian, seated in his usual spot in the front row.
The curtain fell, and the cast took their places for curtain call. One by one the cast members paraded onstage to thundering applause. Taking her place in the center of the stage, Satine signaled for everyone to quiet down.
"As you know, tonight will be our final performance of Spectacular, Spectacular." This was met with "awws" from the audience. "Well, tonight I'd like to give credit to someone who, I feel, has been sort of ignored in the past. Without this man, this play would have never made it to this stage, and I would not be here performing it tonight. Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce our writer, Christian James!
Christian slowly stood up as the audience resumed clapping. Over the applause he could hear Satine saying, "Come on up here, Christian. This is your moment too!" Slowly, he made his way onto the stage and stood by Satine's side.
The audience continued applauding for several minutes until the cast took a group bow and the curtain closed.
Later, Satine came out of her dressing room to find Christian standing alone on the empty stage. Slowly, she went to his side and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Well, it's over." Christian said. There was a hint of sadness in his voice that Satine could not ignore.
"Yes, but think of all the free time that will leave us. We can start our life together now.
Christian thought for a moment, and replied "Yes, that is true. But how are we going to pay for our life together if the show is over? This show was both your job and my job. What am I going to write now?" Christian sat down in a chair and put his head in his hands.
Satine slid onto his lap and said "Why not write about this?
At first, Christian didn't understand what she meant. "About what?
"About us. Our story, Christian. About how I fell and got sick and about the Duke.
"You know, that's a good idea!" Christian said. "I always loved the stories that ended with the people living happily ever after.
And so the next morning Christian set to work writing down everything that had happened to them in the past few months. At times, it was hard. Certain phases of the story didn't bring back such happy memories. However, in a very short time Christian had finished. After all, he wanted to get to the happy ending as fast as he could.
Getting the book published was easier than Christian had expected, and the book became a huge success. While people outside of Paris fantasized about what Satine looked like based on Christian's writing, those in and around Montmartre knew all too well that the "sparkling diamond" described in the book was the same woman they had seen at the Moulin Rouge, or heard about from someone who had.
Harold, eager to capitalize on Christian's success, asked him to become the permanent writer for the Moulin Rouge theater. Satine eventually convinced him to take the job. She wanted to spend as much time with Christian as possible.
One evening, after rehearsals for the new show had gotten underway, Satine returned late from a costume fitting to find Christian asleep. Quietly, she got ready for bed. Before turning the light out, she looked around at the room. She smiled at what she saw. Photos, papers everywhere, clothes thrown all over, her little bird in it's cage.
She saw her happy ending.
A.N. Well, that's it! I hope everyone's enjoyed this story. Thanks again to all the people who reviewed, even when it took me much longer than it should have taken me to update!