Disclaimer: Don't own Les Mis, wish I did.

A/N I'm just going to put this here because I am so ridiculously proud. You see, I didn't actually write this. I came home from college today to find this sitting on my desk. After a brief interrogation it turns out that my 12 year old sister had been struck with the Mizzie muse and had written this up.

Enjoy people; this could be the beginning of a wonderful writer!

One Step More

It was night and a small lonely figure wondered the streets of Paris. She walked without a clue where she was going. She didn't care either; everything she had hoped for was gone. The revolution had failed. All of her friends were gone. Her Enjolras was dead. She clutched the red jacket, which had once belonged to the revolutionary, more firmly about her.

She had been there when Enjolras had been shot. She had watched him fall out of the window, still holding the red flag. After the fighting had finished and all of the soldiers had gone, she had gone up to the window to see the one she had once believed would free them all. She had looked into the once strong, passionate eyes that were now clouded over in death. She had taken the red jacket that he used to wear to remind herself of the man who had almost set them free.

"They were schoolboys, never held a gun, fighting for a new world that would rise up like the sun." she said quietly to herself. Her voice was bitter and full of sorrow.

"Where's that new world now the fighting is done?" she asked, holding back a sob.

"Nothing changes, nothing ever will!" she screamed at the sky. She felt like she had fallen into a dark hole of despair and knew that she couldn't climb back out. In response to her statement a flash of lightening lit up the sky.

She then found herself on a bridge overlooking the river. She walked along the stone barrier, observing the swirling water beneath her. One step and all her troubles would be gone.

It was that one step that reunited her with her Enjolras forever.

A/N *wiping away tears* My baby sister, growing up to kill off literary characters!

(If you are familiar with Disney's Mulan you'll get that statement)