A/N – Hi. So this is my 2nd fanfic, and my 1st Les Mis fanfic, so comments, reviews, & advice are most welcome. I am a big believer in E/E, and that's exactly what this story is. Props to IAmAmeliaJessicaPond, for inspiring me with her infinite and always amazing E/E stories. Not to mention her Les Mis/Phantom crossover – THAT is pure genius. Anyway, this is for you, IAmAmeliaJessicaPond!
In Her Name
The rain had begun to fall, but no flowers grew.
Marius cradled in his arms the lifeless body of his dear friend 'Ponine. She wanted him with her when she died, and he did not have the heart to refuse her. He stroked her hair with his blood stained hands as she drew her last breath.
Now it seemed as if all the gunshots had ceased, as if the whole world had stopped, just for that moment. The world was not meant to be without the spitfire that was Éponine Thenardier. The whole world could sense her in pain, and Marius knew the world mourned her loss, for the sky was shedding tears. He held her even closer now, as if holding her tighter might revive her soul.
"Marius," he heard a voice say as a hand came to rest on his shoulder. Marius could just barely make out Enjolras past the tears threatening to flow from his eyes.
"Marius, you must get up. We cannot leave her body here – "
"No! I can't leave her!" Marius had given up and let the tears fall from his eyes onto Éponine's earth-worn face. "I tried to keep her safe. I only put her in harm's way!"
"Come Marius; don't continue to be a fool. We shall put her body in the café, for a proper burial later. You don't want her to be lost to the sewers, do you?" Enjolras begged for his friend to see reason. Reluctantly, Marius slowly loosened his grip on Éponine's body, and allowed Joly and Enjolras to take her into the café. He sat there, numb, his mind blank.
Enjolras walked slowly behind Joly, both taking care with the street girl's body. She was like a sister to them all, and neither said a word as they laid her down on one of the tables in the back of the café.
"Joly, I am reassigning you," Enjolras said steadily, his voice hardly a whisper. "Gather your things and stay here. We will bring any injured person in here, and you must do your best with them, alright?" Joly nodded in understanding as he went to the back room to gather his medical supplies.
Enjolras looked down at her, the angel in disguise, and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. He looked at her, where the rain had cleaned her face of her suffering on earth. He untied his cravat lifted her head, and tied it around Éponine's neck.
"In your name, we fight today, 'Ponine. In your name."
A/N – Wow, shorter than I thought. But there is much more, my pretties! You want it? R&R, s'il vous plait! ;)