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Elena's eyes widened in shock, she had heard his name mentioned so many times but she never knew who he really was. Her mother had a friend who had died she had a son he was called Javert.
"You defiantly better come with me" Elena grabbed Javert's hand and dragged him through the winding streets of Paris, they must of walked a long distance and Javert thought it would never end, Suddenly a dark figure jumped out in front of them, Elena let out a small shriek, and the figure turned towards them, he was young he had chin length, wavy, black hair and a small moustache, he was quite handsome, Elena immediately recognised him
" Joaquin, its you, you gave me a terrible shock. Where have you been for so long? Catherine was worried about you!"
" I was in Spain I told Catherine that she should not worry" Joaquin eyed Javert suspiciously "who is this?" he asked Elena
" This is Javert" Javert nodded to Joaquin
"Javert? … I recognise the name…oh well, Tell Catherine I will see her soon there are some things I need to attend to" Joaquin hugged Elena and ran off
"Who was that?" Javert asked
"That was Joaquin, you could say my adopted brother, and he is engaged to my friend Catherine"
"Your names are so strange…where are they from"
"We're Spanish, well the elder people amongst us are, if you are who I think you are you're a part Spanish as well" she explained
"And who exactly do you think I am" he asked
" Know that would be telling, come on we're nearly home" she pulled Javert along and he saw a large field , but the field was not empty as it usually would be , it was filled with Torches of flames and a huge bonfire lit the faces of about 50 , there was a tent and small caravans were littered around the place Javert saw people coming out of them
"welcome to my home"
Elena's eyes widened in shock, she had heard his name mentioned so many times but she never knew who he really was. Her mother had a friend who had died she had a son he was called Javert.
"You defiantly better come with me" Elena grabbed Javert's hand and dragged him through the winding streets of Paris, they must of walked a long distance and Javert thought it would never end, Suddenly a dark figure jumped out in front of them, Elena let out a small shriek, and the figure turned towards them, he was young he had chin length, wavy, black hair and a small moustache, he was quite handsome, Elena immediately recognised him
" Joaquin, its you, you gave me a terrible shock. Where have you been for so long? Catherine was worried about you!"
" I was in Spain I told Catherine that she should not worry" Joaquin eyed Javert suspiciously "who is this?" he asked Elena
" This is Javert" Javert nodded to Joaquin
"Javert? … I recognise the name…oh well, Tell Catherine I will see her soon there are some things I need to attend to" Joaquin hugged Elena and ran off
"Who was that?" Javert asked
"That was Joaquin, you could say my adopted brother, and he is engaged to my friend Catherine"
"Your names are so strange…where are they from"
"We're Spanish, well the elder people amongst us are, if you are who I think you are you're a part Spanish as well" she explained
"And who exactly do you think I am" he asked
" Know that would be telling, come on we're nearly home" she pulled Javert along and he saw a large field , but the field was not empty as it usually would be , it was filled with Torches of flames and a huge bonfire lit the faces of about 50 , there was a tent and small caravans were littered around the place Javert saw people coming out of them
"welcome to my home"