The next night, Eleana no longer felt sick, and decided it would be best to go to the Moulin Rouge. She had gone to her room an hour before she was due at the Moulin Rouge hoping Erik would go to bed as well. But tonight he staying up more than usual, composing music she had never heard before.

Eleana suddenly felt the urge to cough, almost as if something were chocking her, but resisted the urge and waited patiently for Erik to turn in for the night.

Erik stayed up till eleven ten, leavng Eleana only five minutes to get to the Moulin Rouge.

In a hurry, she grabbed her dance shoes, walked out of her room, forgetting to close the door, and made her way to the exit of the Opera Populaire.

She ran the whole way to the Moulin Rouge, never once stopping to take a breather. After three minutes of full blown running she reached her destination.

Eleana walked into the dance floor to find the usual setup. Satine was waiting by the door tapping her foot looking at Eleana.

"You're late."

"I'm sorry, I had to wait for...um..." she didn't finish her sentence hoping Satine would understand.

"Yes, well the good thing is that your here, but why weren't you here yesterday?"

Eleana wondered if she would believe if she was really sick or not but decided it was best not to lie to her.

"I was sick."

Satine laughed at the irony.

"That makes two of us."

Satine walked Eleana to her dressing room, where Eleana's dress was.

"Any luck with the Duke last night?" Eleana was truly curious.

The biggest smile formed on Satine's face, "I was wondering how long you would wait till you asked. Hes invested! Hes going to turn the Moulin Rouge into a theater!"

"Satine that's...that's wonderful."

Eleana tried her best to act happy. But she knew that this meant that she would have to go and find another job.

"We are going to need you of course. We can't go on without any backup dancers."

Satine looked over at her and smiled waiting for Eleana to smile in return.

"Oh thank you!"

"Don't mention it."

Eleana noticed that Satine was wearing a bright red dress that accented her curves and features profoundly. She wondered why she wasn't wearing her dance costume.

"Are you going to change?"

Satine looked down at what she was wearing.

"Oh I forgot to tell you, we are having a celebration party for the deeds of the Moulin Rouge." Satine walked over to her wardrobe and pulled out a dress, "Here, wear this, you can keep it."

It was a rather extravagant and revealing dress, nothing of Eleana's taste. But she remembered she was to obey anything Satine said, so she put it on.

"Did you sleep with the Duke last night?"

Eleana regretted asking this and wondered if she would get mad for asking, but Satine seemed to be pleased to finally talk to someone about it.

"No, thank heavens. Well it's quite a funny story actually, come, I will tell you on our way to the party."

Satine told Eleana about the misunderstanding where she mistaken the Duke for another man named Christan. She brought him to her room, and tried to seduce him but he just kept talking about some poetry reading. Truth was he wasn't a duke, he was a penniless writer who worked for a group called Spectacular, Spectacular. She kept trying and trying to get him to sleep with her but nothing worked and that's when he burst into song. Satine described how she never heard someone sing so beautifully as him and she fell in love with Christan right then and their.

But then she found out that he wasn't a Duke and just as she tried to make him leave the real Duke was waiting outside of her door. She made Christan hide and let in the Duke. She tried to get him to sleep with her but then decided that they would wait until opening night of the Moulin Rouge. She made the Duke leave and then started to yell at Christan but that's when she fainted. She said she really didn't know what happened from their but next thing she knew the Duke walked in because he forgot his hat to find Christan on top of Satine trying to see if she was okay.

Satine said she made up the first thing that came to her mind as soon as she woke up and said they were having an emergency rehearsal. He didn't believe her at first until the rest of the Spectacular, Spectacular group came barging in. They were eavesdropping on Satine and Christan prior to all of these events. Then Christan made up what the play was going to be about on the spot. He set the play in India and said Satine was playing the role of a courtesan and she fell in love with a penniless sitar player.

The Duke agreed to investing in the Moulin Rouge just as long as he held the deeds to it and that Satine was his.

Eleana laughed to herself, thinking how Satine had fallen in love with a man with such singing talent, just as Eleana fell in love with Erik.

"So you love him?"

Satine seemed to think about this for a moment.

"If I were allowed to fall in love, then maybe yes."

Satine and Eleana were now on the dance floor surrounded by everyone who worked at the Moulin Rouge and a bunch of other people she still didn't know.

"Will I get to meet him?"

Satine seemed to have already forgotten what they were talking about.

"Who?"

"Your secret love of course."

Satine turned around wide eyed and placed her hand over Eleana's mouth.

"Shhh! Not so loud. Tomorrow you can. We are beginning rehearsals twelve in the afternoon sharp. But lets not worry about that now, lets celebrate!"

Eleana thought about this for moment. How was she going to leave Erik's lair without telling him the truth of where she was going? But that wasn't important now. Satine was already out of Eleana's sight, dancing, and Eleana decided she would too.

Erik lied in his bed, not fully asleep, worrying about Eleana. She had slept the whole day yesterday. Why was she so tired?

But just as Erik had concluded his thoughts that he was worrying too much, Eleana's door creaked open. She ran out of her room, got on the boat to his lair, and was gone in the matter of a minute.

Where was she going?"

Erik got out of bed shortly after, put on his shoes and followed. He kept his distance, not wanting Eleana to see him following her. He had no idea where she was going or why she was in this part of town.

He could here party music blaring from a couple blocks down. Was she heading towards the music? Erik followed Eleana all the way until she opened the doors to the building from which the music was coming from.

He slowly looked up, knowing what he would find.

The Moulin Rouge.