A/N:  I speak French and may have gotten a bit carried away in places.  The translations are in bracketed italics after each French sentence.  Also, sorry for not replying individually to reviews.  I appreciate them all, and I will be better for this chapter!

Chapter 5

Paris

“Brava!  Bravissima!!” Gallo exclaimed, while clapping his hands together in ( Read more... )

A/N:  I put two chapters up today, so make sure to read 3 as well as this.  I don’t know what happened when I was writing this, but it literally took on a life of its own….so, yeah.  Enjoy?

Warning:  This chapter contains elements of BDSM, so if that’s not your thing, then click the little back button and wait for Chapter 5 to be posted.  You won’t ( Read more... )

A/N:  This is a super short chapter, yes, but it’s kind of part 1 of 2.  And good news, the 2nd part is going up right now!

Chapter 3

The first part of their tour was a whirlwind of energy and anxiety.  Their concert in London was stunning, as was to be expected.  They had shortly after been whisked away to Milan, and when they weren’t rehearsing ( Read more... )

A/N:  I am not Catholic, nor do I know much about Catholicism in 1814, so I apologize if parts of this chapter are inaccurate.

Chapter 13

Winter - 1814

As the days get shorter and the nights longer, the winter winds blow cold drafts through the manor.  A chill has settled over the estate and a fire is always roaring heartily in the hearth, warming and ( Read more... )

Chapter 2

Four months after Gallo’s phone call, Callie and Arizona found themselves on a plane bound for London Heathrow Airport.  They were scheduled to perform six different concerts over the next two months, starting in London and ending in Vienna.  Their light schedule left them plenty of time to explore Europe when they weren’t rehearsing or ( Read more... )

A/N:  Well, let me tell you, this chapter would not write itself.  Blood out of a freaking stone.  I hope it’s somewhat enjoyable nevertheless. :-/

Chapter 12

Callie slips out of her father’s bedroom, having received yet another speech about how inappropriate her new lifestyle is and how the children are being brainwashed.

A tear slides over her ( Read more... )

A/N:  I bet you guys never thought you’d see the sequel to Tchaikovsky, huh?  I didn’t either.  But here it is!  I will warn you this fic is purely smutty and fluffy.  Like, go ahead and order a dental exam fluffy…with a side of some cold showers.  Of course, I’m throwing in a bit of drama…but think of it as the kind of drama you’d see in a ( Read more... )

A/N:  I feel I should pre-emptively apologize for this chapter.  I’m stressed beyond belief right now, but I wanted to get something out, so I churned this out.  It’s not my best.  I’m kind of in an exhausted daze right now, and I’ll wake up without even remembering what I wrote.  But, I’m not one for making good decisions, so I’m posting it.  The ( Read more... )

A/N:  Sorry for the delay.  I don’t have as much access to the internet at the moment.

Chapter 10

Autumn, 1814

The progression of Callie’s grief and recovery is certainly not a linear process.  She has days when no one would know she has been through any heartache, days when she wants to be alone and close herself off to the world, and days when she ( Read more... )

A/N: Here it is, loyal readers!! The epilogue you have all been waiting for. It’s a long one, but we intended it to be to sum everything up with a nice little bow on top.  We hope you have enjoyed this fic as much as we have enjoyed writing it.  The excerpt Emily uses in her speech is actually from an Apple campaign from years ago. Thanks again so ( Read more... )