Hey guys! I LOVED this movie so I decided to write some fanfictions for it. I don't think the things I write will lead to the actual movie and stuff so ,sorry. Also, this is my first fanfiction ever so sorry if there're mistakes. Enough of my rambleing, lets get this started. Enjoy!

It was a cold and peaceful evening in January. Cosette and I were taking a walk, hand in hand, to the food stands near the house we were living at, our house. Our house… I never thought that I would ever share a house with anyone. To think, before I had taken Cosette from those awful people, the Thénardiers, I would have just been living alone, keeping myself safe from people who might want to put me back in the jail's heavy chains. If I was sent away again, I wouldn't have had the chance to save Cosette two weeks ago. My train of thought was broken when a sweet voice reached my ears.

"Monsieur, are you ok?" Cosette asked with concern. I noticed I was gripping her hand harder, as if scared she may be taken away from me.

"I'm fine, my dear Cosette. I was just thinking of the food we need to buy for out supper tonight," I said with a gentle smile on my face. The blonde hair girl knew I was lying. Instead of wondering what I was thinking, she nodded to show she understood I didn't want to tell her at the moment. We reached the food stand we needed to go to and got what we needed.

As we were about to leave, I saw Cosette looking at something on one of the stands. I couldn't see what she was looking at until I got closer.

"Monsieur, what are these?" she asked pointing at strawberries while looking at me. I wished she had called me Papa but we hadn't known eachother that long. So I didn't mind her calling me Monsieur. I chuckled slightly at her curiosity but then stopped myself. I forgot that when she lived with that the inn keepers, they hadn't taught her what most things were.

"Those are strawberries, Cossette. They're very delicious. Would you like some?" When I asked this, she looked a bit nervous. Cosette had been doing this whenever I offered her something, like more food. The first day I gave her supper, she was afraid to eat. The girl didn't know whether or not she would have more food the next day. I assured her that there would be breakfast, and she looked as if she was about to cry, like she had been tricked. That's what the Thénardiers must have done to her. "After we finish the batch we get, I promise we could get some more if you want," I told her.

"Ok. But can you eat them with me?" Cosette asked with a small smile on her face. I smiled back and bought some. I explained to her about some more delectable fruits on the way home. She seemed so interested in the things I told her. The curious girl kept asking questions like "What do they look like" and "How big are they" until we got back home. That night, we ate a beef stew. When we were done eating the stew, I got up and brought some strawberries to the table.

"Here you go, dear. You can pick the first one." She stared at them with her finger tapping her chin, which made me laugh. I watched as she picked the brightest red one and nibbled on it. After the first nibble, her eyes widened. She took a bigger bite of it and smiled gratefully at me. I picked a strawberry for myself and ate it. For a while, we ate the all the strawberries until they were all gone. After we were done eating and we washed the juice off our hands, I gave Cosette a bath and combed her hair on her bed.

"Thank you for the strawberries. I really liked them," the blue eyed girl said to me as I finished combing her long blonde hair.

"You're welcome, Cosette. I enjoyed them too," I said while putting the comb away. "It's getting late now. It's time for bed, ok?" As I turned around to look at her, I saw she looked very nervous and held the doll I got her tighter. I knew why she was scared. Ever since we moved here, she'd been having horible nightmares every night. I would have to go inside her room and calm her down. Whenever this happened, my heart would break as I saw her squirm. I never knew what they were about because I never asked. I assumed it was something about her past, but I didn't want to bug her to tell me. I don't blame her, though. It's like how I never told her about my past, well, at least not yet. If she wanted to tell me what it was about, she would tell me. But for now, we just left things as is.

"M-may I sleep with you tonight?" the small girl asked in a voice I could barely hear. I looked at her with a sympathetic smile and nodded. She put her doll on her bed, got off of her bed and grabbed onto my hand as we walked to my room, which was right across from her room. Cosette climbed on my bed and laid down. After I changed into my night clothes, I joined a already asleep child in bed.

I sat there for a while just thinking. I thought about the family the Cosette used to live with. In all honesty, I just wanted to kill them. They had done so many horrible things no child should have to go through, especially a child as innocent as Cosette. But I knew I couldn't kill them. I had promised God that I wouldn't kill anyone. My thoughts then drifted off to someone far worse than the inn keepers, Javert. I knew I would have to forgive him sooner or later. I couldn't just hate him for the rest of my life. But as I thought of what I thought of him, questions formed. What if he found me again? What would become of me? Would I rot in prison or live in a living Hell like last time? But the most important question was, what would happen to Cosette? What if they sent her to the Thénardiers again or didn't even give her a home? No, that wouldn't happen, that won't happen. I promised her mother would take care of her, and I intended to keep that promise. I saw how late it was on the clock across from my bed and decided it was time to sleep. I put those thoughts at the back of my head as I blew out the candle next to my bed. I laid my head down and noticed something, Cosette hadn't had a nightmare yet. I smiled as I saw her finally sleeping peacefully. Before I fell asleep, the girl cuddled against my body.

"Good night…Papa… I love you…" Cosette said sleeply.

I smiled the widest smile I had made in a long time. This was the first time she had called me this. I know I had only known her for a short amount of time, but I had grown so much closer to her during that time. I hugged her and said, "Good night, my dear Cosette. Papa loves you too." I then drifted off to sleep.

So what do you guys think? Good, bad, needs to be fixed? And I know this seemed like a one shot but it'll become a multi-chapter, if it's ok with you guys. Hope you guys enjoyed and I'll see you all later!