Who am i to say that i own the immortal genious that is Baz/Nicole Kidman/Ewan McGregor (wow i can't spell) anyway...IT IS NOT MINE
Christian held her in his arms, cold as she was he wouldn't let her go. "Come on Christian," Zidler said to him quietly. "There is nothing you can do now."
Christian looked up at the man his love had almost known as a father. Then he looked at the one woman he would love for all eternity, the one he had fallen for. But there was something different, he noticed. Something that wasn't right. Her hair was the same fiery red, her mouth the same one he had kissed so very often, but her eyes…they were brown.
"There is something you should know," Zidler began as Christian looked up at him tears still fresh in his eyes. Toulouse came up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry," he said as Zidler helped Christian stand up and walk to a small office just off to the side of the stage. Without being asked Christian slumped into one of the chairs and put his head in his hands.
"Satine is many things," Zidler said but Christian interrupted.
"Was. Satine was many things."
"No Christian. Satine Is many things, a mother is one of them."
Christian looked up, "who is-?"
"No idea I'm afraid," Zidler said, "A young girl by the name of Nicole, she is upstairs. She needs someone to look after her."
Christian nodded. "Of coarse, of coarse, I'll take her."
"Satine wants me to give you this." Christian was still puzzled by the use of the present tense, but took the held out letter almost greedily.
Christian
Come what may. That is what you always said to me, and when I found out that I was sick, I decided to listen to you. You said that you would love me until my dieing day, well, I'm not prepared to give up quite that easily. I'm in London. I won't say where encase the Duke finds this, but I am in London and waiting for you.
I'm not sick anymore, in fact in a few weeks I'll be better than I ever was. So please Christian, come, bring Nicole. I want to forget my past and begin our future.
Satine
Christian looked up at Zidler and without speaking asked to see Nicole. Zidler ran upstairs and brought down a little girl with flaming red hair and crystal blue eyes. "Oh My God." Christian sighed as he knelt down. "Hello Nicole." He said.
She was about six, maybe seven, and when she took one look at Christian she smiled. "Mummy said to follow her and come soon." She said quietly.
"That's right," Christian said filled with a new purpose, mere seconds ago he felt like lying down and dieing, but from one look into this little girls eyes and the letter in his hands, life had purpose and meaning again. He was going to London.
I'm sorry it's so short...BUT if i get reveiws (hints there) then ill do more