The cold winter wind cut through Éponine like a knife. Why is it so damn cold? Éponine wondered, as she shuffled to the café Musain. She was almost inside when she heard a cry whirling around Éponine gawked at the sight she saw, a small baby no more than a few hours old, poorly swaddled in a thread bare blanket lay in a snow bank crying.

"Oh you poor thing!" Éponine cried grabbing up the shivering, shrieking little soul. The poor babe was near death and it's mother was no were in sight! As fast as she could Éponine ran into the café screaming;

"I need help! I need help!"

"Éponine?" Marius looked up from the book across the room the other students followed suit.

"I found the poor thing out in the snow!" Éponine cried as Joly and Combeferre came over to see what was wrong.

"We need to warm it up!" Joly said as Combeferre led her over to a small wood stove in the corner.

"It looks so small…" Marius said peering down at the squalling child in Éponine's arms, Enjolras came over and looked down at Éponine and the child.

"Where's its mother?" He asked

"No where to be found." Éponine said rocking the baby,

"We need to check it out, make sure its ok, healthy. Éponine will you keep it calm?" Combeferre asked Éponine nodded. Kneeling close together the two med students and the gamine got to work. As they unwraps the blanket the babe began to cry.

"Shush little one it's all right." Éponine soothed gently

"Well it is a girl." Joly said as they wrapped the baby back up.

"A beautiful little girl" Éponine smiled rocking the baby soothingly.

"What should we call her?" Marius asked

"You intend to keep her?" Enjolras cried

"Well we can't put her out on the street!" Éponine snapped

"I like Emile!" Grantaire slurred

"Anna!"

"Hanna!"

"Gwen!" Éponine's eyes lit up.

"Gwen… how about Guinevere?"

"You are all crazy!" Enjolras said

"Little Guinevere, I like it." Marius said taking Guinevere from Éponine. But he was holding her wrong and the baby began to cry. Marius panicked. Finally Enjolras caved,

"Oh give her to me you're holding her wrong!" Enjolras said taking the baby from him

"You need to support her head." Enjolras explained, the moment he took her Guinevere quieted.

"There." Enjolras said looking down at the little girl with big blue, trusting eyes. Who could just throw this little one away? He wondered suddenly the infants hand escaped the blanket and grabbed Enjolras' finger with the strange strength newborns have. And that was it, little Guinevere stole the marble man's heart.

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