Behind the Curtain: A Moulin Rouge Fanfic.

Chapter 14: The Nightmare

"Now Satine, there is a little matter that I want you to help me with."

"What can I help you with? I don't even know who you are." Satine said in a blur. She didn't feel well, she wanted Christian.

"You can help me with many things Satine, you forget I am a very powerful man and you have a very powerful stance. And you really don't remember me." The voice said in a sinister tone. Satine then felt a hand brush her shoulder and was moving up to her neck. "Satine it's me, I'm the..."

"Satine!" Christian shouted. Satine knew at once it was Christian. She turned in the direction of the voice and she saw Christian trying to work his way past the crowd. The hand left her shoulder and she heard footsteps retreating away. Then Christian was plunged into Satine's embrace.

"Oh Christian." She cried. Christian was a little confused. Why did Satine see so happy to see him? He had only been gone a couple of minutes.

"Satine, what's wrong?" He asked.

What was Satine going to do? She didn't want to worry Christian, and she didn't even know who the man was.

"Nothing, I'm just tired and I'm glad you're back." Satine knew she shouldn't lie to Christian, but she felt like she wouldn't be hearing that person again.

Half an hour later Satine was in bed falling asleep. Christian was laying beside her sound asleep. Later that night Satine started to have a nightmare. She was walking down a street, it was dark and no one was around, soon a strange wind started to blow. The wind eventually turned into an eerie voice, like the one earlier that night. She started to walk faster, to get away from the voice, but it was no good. Satine was being chased by this voice.

Then a shadowy figure appeared out of no where. It looked a bit like Harold but it wasn't Harold. The figure was advancing towards her "Choose Satine." Was all that it was saying. "Choose" Satine didn't know what to do. She saw a little alley and decided to go down that, she had to get away from the figure. At least the eerie voice had stopped, she thought. Suddenly another shadow figure appeared. This one resembled Christian. "Satine, choose!" It spoke.

"Choose between what?" Satine asked. She didn't know what she had to choose. Then a strong wind blew in out of nowhere, it blew Satine to the floor. She gasped and looked up just in time to see the figures disappear. "Choose" Was the last whisper. The wind stopped. Satine looked around her and there were figures in front of her.

On her left there was a man and a woman. On her right there was a woman and a baby. "Hello?" Satine said. She thought she had found other people. Maybe they could help her. "Please can you help me? I don't know where I am." Satine begged. She walked forward, she was going towards the man and the woman. "Hello?" The figures turned around, they looked pale and ghost like. Wait. They were Satine and Christian. They were together. How was this? Satine backed away a little and walked over to the woman and the baby, maybe they knew what was going on.

"Excuse me?" The woman turned around. It was Satine again, she was pale but this time she was holding a baby. The baby had bright blue eyes just like her, and Christian's jet black hair. Just then as Satine was about to run the two shadow figures returned. "Choose!" They spoke. "Choose! Choose" They were coming closer to her. How could she choose? What did this mean. "Choose!"

"Go away! Leave me alone!" She screamed.

"You have to choose Satine!"

"NO!" Satine jumped up, she had sweat pouring off her. Her breathing was very raggid. It was very early in the morning. Christian was sat next to her on the bed. "Satine?" Satine wiped her head, she felt the sweat. She felt sick. She got up, best she could in this state. And ran to the toilet. She heard someone running after her.

"Satine, what's going on? You've never had a nightmare. You was screaming, leave me alone. I can't choose. Choose what Satine? Are you okay?" She didn't reply. She was sat on the floor, she looked dreadful. Christian walked over to her and sat next to her, she was leant over the toilet, he held her hair out of her face. He put a hand on her shoulder, she felt ice cold. Christian was starting to worry about Satine now. What was wrong with her? What brought on the nightmare?

After about a couple of minutes of holding her hair back and Satine hurling into the toilet Christian helped her up and they made there way back to the bed. He then placed her gentle on her side and put the covers round her, he then went back to the bathroom cleaned it up before returning with Satine's medicine. "Come here Satine, take your medicine. I know it's early, but I think you need it." Satine didn't make any objections and Christian gave her the medicine.

Satine's breathing soon regulated and she wasn't sweating as much, after a while of drifting in and out of sleep Satine's body temperature returned to normal. She was beginning to feel less sick. Soon she was back asleep, without any nightmares this time. Christian stayed up for most of the night, until he could no longer keep his eyes open. But as soon as he felt Satine move or murmur he shot up and looked over to her to make sure she was alright.

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The next morning Christian was up before Satine, he decided he would let her sleep as she had a very hectic night. When Satine finally awoke she was all over the place. She felt better than she did last night but she didn't feel 100%. She opened her eyes, Christian was folding clothes up and putting them away. He had obviously done some washing this morning. Satine smiled and stretched. "Good morning." She spoke.

"Good morning my flower, are you feeling any better now?" Christian had stopped folding the washing and was focused on Satine.

"I am feeling better than I did last night. I don't know what happened, I have no idea where it all came from." She was feeling drained and not like she had slept at all.

"I thought I would take you out for a picnic today."

Satine smiled again. She didn't really feel like eating but she knew if she told Christian that he would still make her eat something.

"Okay, you go get yourself together and I will get a few things ready." He kissed her on her forehead and walked out of there room. As soon as Christian left Satine felt vulnerable. She couldn't shake that voice out of her head. It was haunting her. She didn't feel safe at all. She shook her head and told herself she was being silly.

Satine was dressed and ready within twenty minutes. Christian walked back into there room holding a picnic basket and a blanket. "Oh look at you, do you want some help with your dress?" Satine had a loose red dress on today. It was very hot and she didn't want to wear one of Christian's shirts.

"Yes please." Christian put the basket and blanket on the bed and tied Satine's dress up at the back. Soon they were off.