A/N: Hello all! Thanks for clicking on this story :) I LOVE Les Mis and wanted to write a Fan Fic of it. I hope that you enjoy this story! I'll try my best to keep the chapters coming at a good pace. Also, I have no idea what to name this story right now; but that might change later on. Who knows. Anyways! I'm excited to see where this goes :) ENJOY! xx ps. PLEASE REVIEW AND FAvorite or whatever.. :)

Chapter 1

She walked down the sidewalk, headed for her car. It was just like any other night for her; just getting off of work at 1:30 am from a long shift and she was dying to get home and fall asleep in her bed. But, she knew she shouldn't have gone out alone. Her co-worker offered to drive her, but she insisted on walking. She was the only one on the street that she could tell; everyone else was sound asleep in their beds.

Eponine hadn't realized it, but a man was following her from quite a distance. He watched her at the bar where she worked and waited for her to get off outside of the bar's door. As she walked, he followed; not making a sound. He picked up speed and by the time she searched in her purse for her car keys, he was practically on top of her. She pushed the button to unlock the door, and was about to get in when she was slammed up against it. Her car keys and cell phone dropped and fell under the car. Eponine opened her mouth to scream, but his dirty hand covered it. He pressed his body to hers from behind and whispered in her ear. She could smell the alcohol lingering on his breath. If only he could see the fear on her face.

"Hey there, gorgeous!" He hissed. Eponine tried to get out of his grip, but he just held tighter. "Ah, ah, ah!" He warned, she then felt a poke in her back and her body tensed.

"Yeah, you know what this is." He laughed, "So, don't make a move or a sound and you won't get hurt. Ok?" She gave a frightened nod, but her fear soon turned to anger and with all of the strength she had, she kicked her leg back. The man yelled in pain and let go of her, gripping his leg. Eponine ran away from the car and searched frantically to find something to defend herself with. Nothing. Turning to her attacker she glared at him and held her ground.

"Don't you think about coming near me." She threatened. The man straightened himself and laughed at her, his perfect teeth showing in his maniacal smile.

"You know you can't threaten me, love." He said, tightening his grip on his knife. Slowly he walked towards her.

"What do you want?" she yelled.

"No need to shout!" he said calmly, "But I think you know what I want."

Eponine felt a sickening weight in her stomach. She looked around for something to grab or block him with. There was still nothing that caught her eye. Sick of the situation, she took a big breath before marching towards him and throwing a right-hook to his face.

Shocked at her confidence, the man barely had time to block her punch and return it with one of his own; sending her to the ground.

"Bad move, love." He said, turning her to face him before striking her again. She began to crawl away, but slowly. "You'll never get away from me, so why try?" He kicked her side, knocking the wind out of her. The man flipped her back over to face him and climbed on top of her, pinning her to the ground so she wouldn't move.

Eponine stared up at him, with fire in her eyes. She wasn't giving up. The man put his face close to hers.

"Nowhere to go." He mocked before she spat in his face.

"Go to hell." She told him.

Furious, the man wiped off the spit and sent his knife into her arm. Eponine called out in pain. He chuckled at her pain, and began twisting the knife deeper into her arm. She writhed underneath him.

"You, more than anyone, should know what I'm capable of!" He yelled at her, before he was suddenly knocked off of her.

Eponine pulled the knife from her arm and sat up confused with what had just happened. What she saw was a different man fighting off her attacker. From what she could tell, this man had blonde wavy hair and was well built. He was pounding the other man on the ground. Eponine stood up and gripped the bloodied knife with her good hand and just watched, unsure of what was happening.

After the blonde man knew the other had had enough, he slowly stood up with his back towards Eponine and was breathing heavily. All she could do was stare at him. He turned around and looked at her.

"Are you alright?" He huffed.

Eponine gave a slow nod. He walked towards her, leaving the other on the ground, and slowly reached up his hand.

"You can drop the knife now." He said calmly. Eponine looked at him confused before he took her hand with his bloodied one. She looked down and realized that she had the knife pointing towards him, her knuckles white. Eponine dropped the knife and looked back up at him.

"Who was that guy?" He asked her. "Ex-boyfriend?" he gave a light chuckle.

Eponine glared up at him, her face flushing, not thinking his joke was funny at all. She looked over his shoulder to look at the man, but he was gone. Her eyes grew huge and frantic.

"He's gone!" She said, shoving the blonde man out of the way. She began spinning in circles, looking to see if he was hiding and waiting to come back out and attack, but he was nowhere to be found; realizing he had disappeared into the night.

"Damn it!" He cursed under his breath, looking around with her.

Eponine suddenly became anxious and her hands flew up to her hair, shoving it back and taking shallow breaths.

"Shit." She said to herself. The man noticed her stressing.

"Hey, hey!" He went over to her and put his hands on her shoulders. "You need to breathe and sit down, before you pass out."

She did what he told her and sat down, leaning against her car. She placed her head between her legs, letting her dark brown hair cover her and began to breathe slowly, until it went back to normal. Eponine could feel the angry tears fill up in her eyes, but there was no way she was letting a complete stranger see her cry.

"My name is Enjolras." He told her, after the moment of silence. Eponine kept her head down, but turned it towards him to look at him and his blue eyes.

She wasn't sure what to say to him, so she just looked with furrowed brows. He noticed her things under her car and fished them out for her.

"These are yours I'm assuming." He said, handing them to her. She lifted her head and took the items from his hands. "You know, you really need to get that looked at soon. You've lost a lot of blood." Enjolras pointed to her outstretched arm and the gash on it; the blood soaking through her jacket.

Eponine looked at her arm and then back to Enjolras.

"Are you a doctor?" She asked.

"No."

"Then don't tell me what to do." Eponine told him and stood up. She brushed off her pants and took her jacket off, examining her wound. It was pretty bad and there was a lot of blood. But who was this guy to be telling her what to do?

"Fine!" He said, standing up as well, and began walking down the side walk.

Eponine unlocked her car and opened the door, but before she was able to slide in, Enjolras snatched the keys from her hands.

"Give those back." She ordered, holding out her hand.

Enjolras hid them behind his back and started walking backwards, causing her to pursue after her keys. "No, there is no way I'm letting you drive! You're a danger to the road right now. You are physically and emotionally unstable. I'm going to have to refuse."

Un-amused, Eponine reached for her keys but Enjolras kept putting them out of her reach.

"Give them back!"

"No."

"I have to get home!"

"Well, you're not going to be driving."

Eponine stopped and glared at Enjolras, who had a smug and satisfied look on his face.

"Who are you?" She asked, unimpressed.

"I'm just a guy trying to make this town a better place." Enjolras smiled.

Eponine was passed the point of annoyed and scoffed at his statement.

"I need to get home." She repeated more calm this time.

"At least let me take you to get that arm looked at." Eponine hesitated, biting the inside of her cheek, but gave in rolling her eyes.

"Fine." She huffed.

Enjolras then took her by her good arm and began walking down the side walk.

"Where are we going?" Eponine asked skeptical.

"I have a friend about a block or two away from here who is studying medicine and can help. He owes me a favor anyways."

It took about 10 minutes for them to get to the town house that Enjolras said was the place.

"This is it." Enjolras told her, and started banging on the door. "Joly! Open up!"

It made Eponine jump and look at him like he was crazy. In the distance, dogs began barking. Soon, they could hear movement from the inside and lights started turning on in the windows. The door opened and a lean man wearing a t-shirt and his boxers emerged, rubbing his eyes.

"Dude, Enjolras. It's like 2 in the morning!" He complained.

"I know, but remember how you owe me a favor?"

Joly blinked a bit and focused his eyes. "Yeah?" He looked from Enjolras to Eponine, who was holding her arm across her stomach, her jacket hiding her wound, and then back to Enjolras. "Enj. She's not pregnant is she?!"

Eponine and Enjolras both gave horrified looks and blushed.

"Dude no! I just met her." Enjolras explained. Joly sighed in relief.

Enjolras then gestured back towards Eponine. "I would never sleep with-" He began to say, but caught himself. Eponine's mouth dropped, offended. Then everyone began to argue and talk over each other.

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"Why are you guys here?"

"That's not what I meant to say!"

"Do you think I'm ugly or something?"

"No! I was just meaning-"

"Wow! What a gentleman."

"What is going on here?"

"I just don't know you at all!"

"Uh-huh."

"GUYS!"

"You're very pretty!..."

Everyone went quiet and Joly and Eponine were staring at Enjolras who turned as red as his jacket.

"Ok…" Said Joly. "So. Now that that's out of the way, what is the problem?"

Enjolras cleared his throat and looked at Joly.

"She was attacked and was stabbed in the arm." Eponine removed her jacket to expose her arm. "It's pretty bad."

Joly stepped outside with them and took her arm gently, examining the damage.

"It's not the worst thing I've seen. Easily fixed." He smiled at Eponine. "Come inside."

They did as Joly told them and lead them into the kitchen, turning on the light.

"Where's Lesgles?" Enjolras asked, sitting down at the table.

"You know, I don't know." Said Joly, "Knowing him, probably lost with a flat tire or in jail for being in the wrong place at the wrong time." They both laughed at their unlucky friend.

Joly then turned to Eponine who was looking around his house. "Please, take a seat." He said, gesturing to a barstool at the island counter. She took her seat and Joly went to a closet and pulled out some gauze and box full of various things.

"Alright, let's have a look at that pretty face." Joly said winking and opening an alcohol wipe. Gently he began wiping away the dried blood and dirt from her wounds. The beginnings of a small black eye were showing, a small cut on the bridge of her nose and a little road rash from being thrown to the ground as well as a goose egg. She would wince when the wipe went across the open rash, but the pain soon went away. He put a little ointment on the rash to help keep it clean, and then turned to her arm.

"Eponine." She said. Enjolras looked up from his phone at her but Joly was still looking at her arm.

"Bless you." He said.

Eponine half smiled at him. "No, my name is Eponine."

"Oh! So she does have a name Enj! It's a good thing you told me, I was about to start making something up." Said Joly, finally looking up from her arm. "Well Eponine, let's get that arm rinsed."

Joly took her over to the sink and flushed out the wound. This also gave him a better idea of how deep the wound was.

"It's not too deep. You will need stitches though. The cut is long enough that just a patch won't suffice." Joly explained to her.

She sat back down at the counter and Joly started to take out his threads and needles. "Now, I don't have anything to numb your arm, there will be a bit of pain; but its tolerable. Can you handle that?" Eponine's eyes grew big. She looked over at Enjolras who was watching her and then back to Joly. She's never had stitches before and wasn't sure how much this would hurt her.

"I think I can." She said quietly.

"Brilliant! Let's begin shall we?"

Joly then began to thread one of his needles. He was very delicate with his fingers as if piecing together a very fragile sculpture. After the needle was thread, he took Eponine's arm and began to sew. She was tempted to watch, but couldn't bring herself to it and turned her face away. The pain wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. It still really hurt, but she's definitely felt worse. Realizing the pain wasn't so bad, she decided to try watching Joly as he worked on her arm. She slowly turned her head and watched him go.

In no time, Joly was finished and snipped the thread with some scissors and then placed a square of gauze on her arm and wrapped it up.

"There's your arm back Milady." He told her, smiling. Then turning to Enjolras, he asked, "What about you Enj? Need me to look at anything?"

"Nah, just got some bruised knuckles."

"At least wash them off! Think of the germs that were on that man's face." Joly advised.

Enjolras laughed and shook his head as he walked over to the sink to wash his hands.

"Oh! I almost forgot." Joly walked to the closet and pulled out a flashlight, then returned to Eponine. "We need to check for a concussion." He pulled on her eyelids, blinding her with the light. "Your pupils are dilating normal. And the swelling looks and feels like it's going out instead of in, which is a good sign. I'd say you're alright to sleep, but if you get dizzy and unsteady let me know."

They all walked to the door and Joly opened it for them.

"Alright, come back in a week and I'll take a look at how everything is healing. Let me give you my number if you have any questions or if something goes wrong." Joly said, writing down his cell and giving it to Eponine. He walked them to the door and opened it.

"Thank you Joly. I really appreciate it." Eponine said, smiling and shaking his hand. "And it was very nice to meet you."

"It was nice to meet you, too Eponine." He smiled back at her. Then turned to Enjolras and clapped his arm. "Take care, Enjolras."

"You too pal."

They finished saying goodbye and walked out onto the sidewalk. She held her jacket in her arms, and looked at the ground. Enjolras opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped when he felt drops of water land on him. Eponine felt them too, her eyes grew wide and she flung her jacket up above her head as the drops began to pour. Enjoras protected himself by putting his hood up.

"Alright, well I guess I'll see you around." Said Eponine over the sound of rain, and started to walk back to her car.

"What no thank you?" Enjolras asked arms out to his sides.

Eponine turned and faced him, "Thanks." And she once again turned to leave.

"Can I walk you to your car?" Eponine stopped in her tracks, not wanting to turn around. "To make sure you don't get attacked again." He chuckled to himself.

"I guess, but hurry. I don't want to be standing out in the rain all night." He ran to catch up with her and they walked quickly back to her car.

"Well this is my car." She said once they arrived. They stood staring at each other for a bit. "Ok, goodnight." Eponine finally said and went to get into her car.

"Wait." Said Enjolras, the rain soaking through his jacket and not really keeping him dry anymore. Eponine's was the same way; the water had soaked through and began dripping on her anyways.

"Ah, hell." She cursed to herself, throwing her jacket off of her head and standing in the rain with Enjolras. "What?"

Unsure of what to say, Enjolras just blurted out something random. "Don't you just love the rain?"

"What?" asked Eponine, confused.

"Do you dance?"

"Do I dance?"

"Come dance out here in the rain with me." He said smiling and walking into the middle of the street.

"No, Enjolras I have to get home and go to bed. Plus you're going to get hit by a car."

Enjolras looked around him. "I don't see any." He smiled at her and beckoned for her to join him. "Please, come on."

"No! Why am I still here? I could have just gone by now." She opened her car door and threw her wet jacket inside. "Again, thank you Enjolras. Have a good night."

"Please don't go!" He ran to her car and stopped her from closing the door and leaving. "Just one dance." Enjolras pulled off his hood and looked down at her.

"Why? You don't even know me, and I don't know you."

"I know, but I want to." He smiled. She looked up at him and bit her bottom lip. "It's just one dance." Eponine gave in.

"Fine." Enjolras smiled and helped her out of the car and into the rain.

He placed her hand on his shoulder and his around her waist.

"I can't dance, just so you know."

"That's fine, neither can I." Eponine gave him a little smile, and he was able to see her dimples very well.

Slowly, they started into something that might have been a waltz if either of them knew how to do one. Eponine kept stepping on his feet, but he didn't care. He kept dancing like nothing happened.

Soon, both were laughing and he picked her up and spun her. He set her down slowly, leaving his hands on her hips. She looked up at him, not knowing what was going to happen. All she knew was she wanted to kiss him. And he looked down at her, knowing what was going to happen. Enjolras pulled her closer to him. Eponine could feel her heart beating fast. When was the last time she felt like this? He just stared down at her and smiled, looking over every inch of her face. Eponine couldn't take it any longer; she reached up and grabbed his face pulling it towards hers. Their lips met and she kissed him, softly at first, but he began to kiss her back and with more force. She weaved her fingers through his wet hair and he tried to bring her as close to him as he could.

Suddenly, she pulled away. Enjolras looked at her stunned.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"What am I doing?" She asked more to herself. "I don't know you at all. I'm sorry, but I have to go."

Eponine moved away from him and went to her car. "I'm sorry." She said as she got into her car, closing the door.

"Eponine!" Said Enjolras, walking quickly to her car. He tapped on her window, and reluctantly she rolled it down. "When can I see you again?" He asked, hope in his voice.

Hope filled her eyes as well, but vanished when she thought about her previous experiences with men and also where she comes from. "I don't know Enjolras." She said, starting her car and driving away.

In the distance, she could hear Enjolras shout her name but she couldn't bring herself to look back. She should never have kissed him.