A/N: Takes place after Marius sings "There is a way that you can help. You are the answer to a prayer! Please take this letter to Cosette. And pray to God that she's still there!" Enjolras is as always Ramin Karimloo and Éponine is played by Samantha Barks. I'm not sure how many chapters this may turn into. It may end up a stand alone. Enjoy!
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"You there boy," Enjolras shouted as Éponine was staring down at the letter in her hand. "You, go and gather the guns and bring them to- Éponine."
Éponine looked around, trying to keep the ruse, "No monsieur, I am not Éponine." She pulled her hat farther over her face, keeping her head down.
"Don't play me for a fool, girl, I know well enough that no boy has ever had such a face." Enjolras looked around, making sure his men were doing their duties. "Why are you dressed like this?"
"I wanted to fight." Éponine confessed looking up at him, tucking a loose strand of hair back up into her hat. "But, now, Marius wants me to take this letter to Cosette."
Enjolras shook his head, "The battle is starting, and you would not be safe to travel outside of the barricade now."
"But I must do this for Marius," Éponine fisted the letter in her hand. "It's the only way..." She shook her head looking away.
"The only way what?"
"It's crazy monsieur."
"Enjolras."
"Enjolras, you would not understand." Éponine looked around, "This is my only chance to prove to Marius that I love him."
"By taking his love letter to another woman?" Enjolras grasped her arms, "I will not let you go."
"You have no control over what I do, Enjolras!" Éponine snapped, pulling away from his grasp.
"If you are pretending to be a soldier then I have every right to order you." Enolras tore the letter from her hand.
"Give it!" She jumped at him, trying to win the letter back.
"No." He took the letter, ripping it in half. There was a loud explosion that rocked the ground of Barricade, "Go find somewhere to hunker down and hide, Éponine."
She glared at him with vicious eyes, "Marius will be angry with me."
Enjolras reached out, gently cupping her cheek. "But you will be safe."
Éponine closed her eyes, before running away. She reluctantly followed his orders, finding somewhere to stowaway, for the duration of the bloody battle. She heard the cries of her friends, the young men of the ABC Cafe, as they met their deaths.
When the battle ended, she found she was the last one alive at the Barricade. She scoured the bodies, searching for Marius. She found Gavroche, Combeferre, Joly, Lesgles. Their faces and bodies were bloodied and barely recognizable. A sob racked her as she fell to the ground. Her friends - were dead and gone.
"Marius?" Éponine called out, she didn't know what it meant if she couldn't find his body. Had he been captured? Had he been wounded and deliriously wandered from the Barricade?
"Marius!" She cried out again, with no answer.
"Éponine," There was a faint whisper coming from the piles of the dead. It looked as though on after another had fallen from their posts into the heap of blood and mangled limbs.
"Is someone there?" She pulled herself up.
The only response was a pitiful groan, it was not Marius' voice, but she couldn't exactly tell whose it was.
Éponine, slowly moved towards the sound. The blood that stained the ground made her stomach lurch.
"Enjolras!" She shouted seeing him lying in the wreckage of the Barricade, his gun still tightly in his fist.
"Éponine," He murmured, turning his head ever-so-slightly to look up at her.
"You're alive!" Éponine sank to her knees beside him. After seeing so much death, she hardly believed he was alive. Eyes roaming, searching for his wound. She found that he had taken a hit in his stomach, just below his ribs.
"Is it bad?" His words ran together, as his eyes searched her face.
"No.." She shook her head, lying. "I don't know what to do, Enjolras. I don't know how to treat wounds. That was Joly, he was being trained to be a doctor. I don't know anything about this. I-"
"Shh." He whispered, "Just stay here with me."
"You can't die." Éponine felt hot tears run down her face. "You're the only one I've seen alive."
Enjolras laughed, but the pain of the action made him scream.
"Don't move. I think that would make it worse." Éponine desperately looked around. "I'll go into the city and I will search for a doctor."
As she started to rise, he grabbed her hand. "No!"
"Enjolras it could save you."
"I don't.." He paused as pain racked through him, his vision blurring. "I don't want to die alone."
"It could be what saves your life."
Enjolras shook his head, "I am dying."
"No." She bit her lip, "You saved me."
"You saved me." He gave her a soft smile that faded into a grimace of pain as he coughed and blood covered his lips.
"How did I save you?" She knew that when one of the men had gotten into a fight and he'd got a head wound, Joly had said that you keep them talking. Was it even the same when you were watching their life blood drain from them?
"You have come to me now." His eyes fluttered, and she squeezed his hand hard. "You are keeping me from dying alone."
"But you keep me from fetching a doctor. You keep me from having someone save your life." Éponine begged. It wasn't that she didn't want to stay here and keep him company – she didn't want to watch him die. She wanted to be across the city finding a doctor, even if they returned and he had passed on. He was always the strongest man she knew and seeing him reduced to whispers and coughs was more than she could handle.
"If our fates had been different Éponine." He smiled dreamily, almost as though he was picturing a life he'd never had. "If only."
"You do not mean?" She gave his hand another squeeze.
"Yes." He coughed again, more blood running from his mouth. Éponine brushed her thumb across his lips to wipe it away.
"You never said a thing to me." Éponine said firmly with a laugh, keeping the conversation light and trying to hide the tears that were brimming in her eyes.
"I didn't want to be rejected." He chuckled only to wince in pain. "Others saw an urchin and I saw an angel."
"I am no angel." Éponine contradicted, bringing his hand up to her lips, kissing his knuckles softly.
"God has brought you to me in my final hour." His voice faltered, his eyes closing in pain.
"Stay with me." Éponine panicked as she watched him, his chest was heaving but he was only getting short sucks of air.
"Marius was a fool." Enjolras smiled up at her, his eyes were fluttering.
Éponine brought her hand to his cheek, softly stroking it, smiling broadly down at him. Slowly, she leaned down to press her lips against his. He felt so cold. If he hadn't been dying she would have let it go on forever. She'd never even kissed someone before! Éponine pulled back sooner than she would have liked to, afraid that she would starve him of the vital air that he needed.
"Éponine," Enolras grinned wider than she had seen him smile in a long while.
"I'm going to find a doctor!" She shouted as she quickly rose to her feet. "And you better not die while I am gone!" Éponine darted from the Barricade before he could say another word. She couldn't bear to watch him die. No matter how much he wanted her there, she just couldn't be brave enough.