There was a Bang
Nicky screamed and Satine cried out but as they dared to glance up they saw a body on the floor, it wasn't Christian. The assistant had never expected Christian to fight back, so when he turned the gun around the assistant wasn't ready to stop himself from pulling the trigger.
One shot, right between the eyes.
Christian ran to Satine and the three of them ran out the door before the Duke realised what had happened.
Christian silently thanked any god he could think of as they reached the train station. Where would they go? Where could they go? The Duke was a very powerful man, wherever they ran he could find them. Then Christian thought, there was one place where they couldn't be found.
Three hours later they were sitting in a compartment on their way to Kent. "Where are we going?" Satine had to ask as Nicole fell asleep on her lap.
"To see someone that might be able to help us," he told her.
"Christian?" The way she said his name, the look on her face. He couldn't lie to her.
"The man that could help us is my father, he's a pastor. He might be able to help us, and if that doesn't work than we can go to my brother."
Satine sighed and looked at the little girl in her arms, "Nicole cannot grow up like this Christian, always running, always hiding. She needs a home."
Christian took one look at her face and knelt down in front of her, "And she will have one," he assured Satine. "Nicole will have a mother – and a father."
Satine looked up suddenly, "What are you saying Christian?"
"I'm asking you to marry me." He said faking casualness.
Satine smiled a smile that made his heart go twice as fast as it should as he asked, "Is that a yes?"
Satine didn't say anything, instead she nodded enthusiastically and kissed him over Nicole's head.
"Who died then?" he asked as he settled back into the chair his arm around her shoulders.
Satine looked up at him curiously. "What?"
"Back at the Moulin Rouge, who died?"
Satine looked at him and sighed, "another dancer, her name was Judy. She was going to die, and when she heard that in London there was a treatment for what I had, she said that we should swap. I'd leave and she would take my place, just for that show. If she lived through it she would have gone to you and told you to come and find me, but she didn't."
Christian hugged her tightly, not sure of what to say. They spent the rest of the trip in silence, simply happy for once that they were for the moment, safe.
"All Passenger's to Kent," the guard called down the long corridor to the several compartments that were waiting.
Nicole struggled awake as Christian and Satine linked arms and walked out onto the station. Christian called a taxi and the three of them were on their way to his father's manor.
The taxi pulled up in front of the mini castle and Christian payed him as Satine and Nicole walked out uncertainly.
Christian sighed and wrapped an arm around Satine and took hold of Nicole's hand as they walked up the steps to the foreboding building in front of them. The housekeeper had seen the taxi and ran out to meet them.
"Christian! Chrisy boy! My darling little boy all grown up!"
Christian laughed as he let himself be engulfed in a bear hug from the small woman who came up to him.
"Mrs Dawson, this is Satine, and her daughter Nicole." Christian introduced the two women next to him and they smiled awkwardly until Mrs Dawson threw herself at them.
"You both look hungry, come in while Mr Christian talks to his father." Mrs Dawson winked at Christian as she led them all up to the kitchen.
"I'll be right back," he told Satine kissing her and hugging Nicole, "I just have to talk to my Dad for a minute."
Satine smiled sympathetically as Nicole waved him goodbye. But he was quickly forgotten as Mrs Dawson brought out some cake.
He walked up the steps from his childhood and came to his father's study. "Enter!" a man called as he knocked on the hard oak door.
"Christian?"
"Hello Father."
Now, what to do...:) i'll figure it out. Sorry for taking so long to update, but I NEED MORE REVEIWS! they make me write faster!