Ok people, sorry for such a long wait for this, just had a bit of a chaotic for last weeks, but holidays soon so gaps for the updates should get smaller. Thank you everyone for reading! So because there was a bit of waiting, i'm doing a double whammey! There will be another chapter uploaded tonight :) Hope you all enjoy it, please bear in mind its my first fan fic. Please reveiw if you feel like it!

P.s because everything happens in the space of a few days in the muscial or book whichever you've read/seen, so i'm adding in a few days which we wont have seen just to let their relationship flourish more.

P.s.s your perfectly free to imagine the characters however you want, in my mind its Samantha Barkes and Aaron Tveit (because they did such a good job in the movie) but feel free to put whoever you want in the roles and maybe let me know who you see as the ultimate all time Eponine and Enjolras! Anyway sorry for the long talk enjoy!


Enjolras sat observing as his friends as they laughed and celebrated an abundance of wine bottles and beer glasses lay over the timbered tables, a sense of contentment was in the air. For now at least they were all happy with the progress they had made today, nothing was more important than earning the people's trust and support, the blood of every student in Paris was afire with the need to see the freedom they all so yearned for. He sipped his beer and reclined back in his chair, Combeferre was sat beside him talking to some young and impressionable boys who had no idea what they were getting themselves into, but they needed all the voices they could get, to spread the word across Paris. Grantaire was lying face down on the floor in a pool of beer, what a surprise, he was as always drunk, he smiled up at Enjolras raising his beer in a friendly gesture before passing out once again. Idiot.

Many people were clamouring to hear what I had thought of the rally today but Enjolras was in no mood to talk, there was something different about today only he couldn't place what it was. Enjolras scanned the crowded and enlivened room and his interest was piqued when he noticed Marius escorting the young women from earlier to a quiet and secluded corner of the room.

Eponine he thought her name was, he remembered her from when he had first arrived in Paris and met Marius, they all knew her background, it was not a happy one. He supposed she was pretty, long brown hair falling down her back and huge eyes always filled with some hidden emotion when they fell on him. From where he was sat he could just hear the whispered secrets of their conversation, and he smiled as he heard Marius's well spoken voice against the street tones of Eponine's

"Eponine, I didn't mean to be so insensitive earlier, what I said it wasn't fair, I know how hard things must be at home for you."

"It don't matter Marius, there's no need to be sorry. Life's hard of course it is, but I'm very lucky to have a roof over my head and food in my mouth, not many in this world do."

"Eponine you're a saint to pretend you don't have to deal with much, we all know your father...he's not the nicest man."

"No I realise that sat with all you fine folks, you're all gentlemen, and I don't know why you all care so much for my life?"

"Don't be so modest Eponine, we all love you because you're so kind and gentle."

Enjolras saw her blush from across the room as she hid behind the soft curtain of her hair. A new found admiration for this lost girl stirred in his veins, he had known her so long yet had he ever really noticed her. The revolution had blinded him to all else, he freely admitted that, but there was no doubt in his mind now that he wished to know Eponine better.

Crossing the room cautiously so as not to stumble upon their conversation uninvited he headed towards them, he saw Marius glance at him, then whisper something to Eponine. She glanced up hurriedly, wiping away tears from her face as she met his gaze, something passed between them which took their breath away. Enjolras pulled up a chair and sat, smiling at the two of them as they looked at with surprised faces.

"Hello Marius, well done by the way for the excellent speech today."

Marius smiled and clapped him on the back, laughing as they began to talk of well things were progressing, yet Enjolras couldn't take his eyes of Eponine, something which didn't fail to pass Marius's notice.

"Eponine, I noticed you joined us at the rally today, did you enjoy it?"

She glanced up eyes full of shock, Enjolras tried to control his smile as he realised she probably thought he had no idea who she was. She smiled suddenly and it was a beautiful transformation, from a timid girl to a beautiful young women.

"Yes thank you, you were both magnificent, the people are clearly ready."

Enjolras smiled, she was right about that, but he wished to know more of her and for once in his life he did not know what to say. He cast about for something to say but thankfully Marius spoke for him.

"Eponine, the night has been a long one perhaps you would like something stronger to drink?"

She nodded "That would be nice thanks, perhaps a beer?"

"I'll get!" declared Enjolras before quickly marching towards the bar. Jean Prouvaire was stood with Joly joking about something futile as usual. When Enjolras approached they smiled and began to laugh.

"You're well in there Enjolras," chuckled Joly.

"What are you talking about?"

"The beautiful Eponine, well it looks like your charms are paying off," teased Jean Prouvaire.

"Oh very funny, you know I have no interest in women Jean, they are too much of a distraction, you always were a weepy romantic."

"Loosen up Enjolras, she doesn't have to be a distraction if you don't let her, you can still have women and be focused."

Enjolras shoke his head, what a pair of clowns! He grabbed the bottle of beer and headed back towards his table.

Marius was sat watching as Joly and Jean poked fun at Enjolras, but he could see just how much Eponine loved him and why not? He was a very handsome and confident man; he could understand why she had fallen for him. He glanced at her, she was flushed and her breathing had increased and he couldn't resist the chance to tease her.

"Calm down Eponine, he's not that enchanting."

She turned to him and he laughed as she shot him a glare, if looks could kill. She swatted him with her hand, but sent him a good natured smile, she knew he meant no harm and he had a point. At the rate her heart was pounding she was sure the whole room could hear it, she tried to control her blush as she saw him heading back towards them, his gaze burning her skin.