~bang~

Gavroche feels the bullet peirce his shoulder. He bites his lip as hard a he possibly can to keep from screaming. "Courfyrac musn't know thatI'm hurt. He will be sad." Is all Gavroche can process. He grabs his shoulder and trudges on. He picks up the amunition and stuffs it in his bag.

~bang~

He feels the terrible pain his back. He tries to keep it in again. However, he can't hold it this time. He let's out a shriek. "Darn! Courfyac will know." Gavroche throws the bag up. He doubles over and waits for something to happen. Meanwhile Courfyac is looking for Gavroche. He recognizes the shriek. He scrambles to the front. He sees Gavroche and goes berserk. People hold him down to stop him from scrambling over. "Why won't they let me get Gavroche? !?" Is all he can think. He looks at thesmall boy. He looks even smaller now that e is on death's door. Gavroche's blonde hair is wild and bloodstained. His blue eyes loosing their uaual happy sheen. He is even paler than usual. "I need to fix him! I need to close his wound, clean him, and give him some food and a blanket!" Courfyac thinks. He scrambles harder. He is almost there! He is so close to helping Gavroche!

~bang~

Gavroche feels a sharp and acute pain in his chest. He curls into a ball and feels blood running all oevr him. He shivers and just let's death consume him. Everything is silent. Everyone realizes what just happened. A small child has been shot. Three times. Finally, the shock wares off. Gavroche screams and cries heavily. He tries to hush the screaming and muffles his sobs. The gaurds lower their guns. Courf runs forward. He embrasses the dying boy. His friend. Bleeding and scared. Courf gently lifts the wincing boy to behind the barricade. Courf tells Gav to tell Eponine that he says hi. Gavroche nods. Courfyrac smiles sadly and watches the gamin. Gavroche's rugged breathing comes to a halt.

The grand little soul has taken flight.