I paced the floors of the hospital waiting for Jean. It had been hours since I had seen him, I was worried. The nurses where giving me weird looks as I paced in front of the door waiting for him. The door bursts open and there Jean stands

"Where have you been? Have you been able to find Fantine's child? What's wrong?" I spew all these questions at him.

"Who's Fantine?" Jean asks. I can tell he's distracted but he won't tell me anything.

"Cosette's mother. The woman that was fired from our factory by the drunk foreman! And what is wrong? You are so distracted, what happend?" I yell at him.

"Javert recognized me. But then he said that they had already caught me, and was facing trial tonight. So I went to the trial and announced that the man on trial was not Jean Valjean but I was. Javert knows who I am and is coming here to arrest me," Jean says. I don't say anything. I don't know what to say.

"Why didn't you just stay quiet? If you hadn't interrupted the trial, then Inspector Javert wouldn't have done anything. We could've lived a normal life," I tell him. "One where we wouldn't have to worry about the police catching you." I reach up to grab his cheeks but he grabs my wrist.

"I couldn't do that to an innocent man. I couldn't lie. God would-"

"Excuse me but I think the lady that you brought in, is not going to make it much longer. You can go see her now," A nurse says to us.

I lead Jean to her room, where she is hallucinating her child and calling out for her.

"Shhh Fantine," I say as I lead her back to her bed. "Our time is running out."

"Look madame, where all the children play," she says. I feel her forehead and its burning up. I give Jean a sad look. We both know she won't make it much longer. "Take my child."

"What?" I ask.

"My child. I give her to your keeping. Keep her safe. Make sure she has a good life. Love her as you would your own," Fanzine says. Jean and I have never talked about children before. I don't know how he'll react.

"We will keep her safe," Jean says.

"Thank you. Stay with me, please. Till I am at least sleeping, I beg you." I sit down beside her and hold her hand. Her eyes. There glazed over. I feel tears slowly start trickling down my face.

"We wont leave you. Not now, Fanzine," I tell her.

"Tell Cosette I love her and I'll see her when I wake" Death is a simple thing. Fantine falls asleep, with a smile on her face. I let out a sob. I can't stop crying. Jean hugs and I cry. I scream. I cry for this woman that I hardly knew yet was treated so terribly. And I was one of those reasons why.

"Shhhh, Sofie. Let it all out," Jean says as he runs his hands up and down my back, trying to soothe me. I look up at him.

"Her child. We need to get her child." I start moving to get out of the hospital. I see him.

"Hello, Sofie. I'm here for your husband," Javert tells me.

"No, please. This woman has a child. I need him with me to get her," I plead.

"3 days, Javert, that's all I need," Jean begs. Javert pulls his sword out. "Sofie, get out of the way!"

"No! Please, I beg you, 3 days thats all we need. Then he'll return, please," I cry.

"No. Now move out of the way!" Javert yells. Suddenly, I am pushed out of the way. My head makes contact with the ground. Hard. I hear ringing and I'm disoriented. All I want is to run. Find Cosette. Get away. Find Cosette. Get away. I repeat it over and over.

"-born inside a jail. I am from the gutter too," I hear Javert say.

"Born in a jail?" I whisper. I know him. I know him but I cant remember where. I feel myself get lifted off the ground, and I black out.

"Born in a jail," I say and startle myself awake. I'm moving. no the carriage is moving. How did I get into a carriage. I panic.

"Your okay, Sofie. Look at me. Everything is okay." I look at Jean with wide eyes. I was so scared. "Breathe, Sofie. In and out. Everything is okay. We are on our way to get Cosette."

"Cosette. Get Cosette," I whisper.

"Yes. We are on our way to get Cosette."

I need to tell him. I figured out where I knew Javert from. I don't think he'll like it.

"I knew Javert. When we were children. We we're both sent to the same orphanage," I say, randomly.

"What? Do you think he recognized you?" Jean asks.

"No. Other wise he would've said something," I tell him truthfully. We fall back into a peaceful silence with just the horse hooves hitting the ground breaking the silence.

"I wanted to apologize for pushing-" Something catches my eye. A small figure just outside the window of the carriage

"Did you see that?" I ask.

"See what?"

"STOP THE CARRIAGE!" The carriage immediately stops and I run for it. I want to find the small figure in the woods.

"SOFIE, STOP!" I don't stop. Not until I find it. I slow to a walk when I see a pail that has been dropped. Kneeling down, I pick it up and look around for the owner of the pail, when I spot her, the small figure.

"Sofie, please don't run off on me like that," Jean begs when he catches up to me. I ignore him.

"Hello child. Please don't be afraid of us. My name's Sofie," I indicate to myself, "this is my husband, Jean. We want to help you."

"No." The child says.

"Please let us, help. We won't hurt you." I hold my hand out. She slowly walks towards us, and takes my hand. I notice that she is dressed in rags. I send up, and put my coat around her. Jean picks her up and we start back towards the carriage.

"What's your name, Sweetie?" I ask.

"Cosette." I smile at her and Jean. We had found her. Our new child.

"Cosette. What a lovely name."