Grantaire opened his eyes. A shining light blinded him before it dimmed, revealing Enjolras leaning over him. "Good, you're awake," he said. He extended his hand and Grantaire took it.
"Where are we?" he asked, once he was firmly on his feet.
"We're at the barricade." Enjolras moved aside, revealing a large barricade behind him. All of Grantaire's friends stood atop it, smiling down at him.
"I thought we died."
"We did. And now we're finally free." Enjolras intertwined his fingers with Grantaire's. "Will you join us?"
Grantaire smiled, finally accepted, finally at peace. "I will join you. If you'll permit it."
Enjolras smiled.
They joined the others atop the pile.
