Sanctuary
They arrived at Fauchelevent's home and he ushered them inside.
"Papa, what- what happened?" a girl with long blonde hair stopped on the stairs, looking at the group in shock.
"Cosette," Fauchelevent said, "I need you to get linens and water, as quickly as you can." She nodded and rushed up the stairs, leaving the men to follow Fauchelevent down the hall.
"Here, do you think you can get yourselves cleaned up while I help my daughter prepare rooms for you all?" he asked, leading them into a small bathroom.
"Yes Monsieur, and thank you," Combeferre said and the man nodded. The girl - Cosette - arrived a few moments later with two large buckets of water.
"My father is bringing more," she told them, her eyes never leaving Marius, "And once you're cleaned up we'll make sure you are taken care of."
"Merci mademoiselle," Jehan said and she smiled before leaving them. The boys got themselves cleaned up, focusing especially on Enjolras, Jehan, Marius, and Gavroche's wounds, hoping beyond all else to prevent infection. When they were finally cleaned up, the group went and stood in the hall, the injured members still being supported by their friends.
"Come, this way," Fauchelevent said, returning a moment later and leading them up the stairs. "I only have a few rooms here so you will have to share."
"Monsieur, you have already been so generous to us," Combeferre said, "If you will allow us just this one night I promise we will be out of your way tomorrow."
"Say no more," the old volunteer said, "You will remain here until you are well again. I have another home we can move to if things get too risky to stay here."
"Merci Monsieur," Jehan said, gritting his teeth against the pain in his leg even though Combeferre was supporting him.
"Here, Marius and the boy can stay in here," he said, leading them into a nicely decorated room that must have belonged to Cosette.
"I'll take good care of them," Cosette promised when the boys looked hesitant to follow Fauchelevent to the next room.
"I want to stay with Gavroche," Courfeyrac said and Fauchelevent nodded. The others followed him, knowing Courfeyrac would let no harm come to Gavroche.
"The other two who are hurt can stay here," Fauchelevent said, leading them into another well-finished room.
"We do not want to put you out Monsieur," Combeferre said, realizing this must be Fauchelevent's room.
"It is no trouble, put them here," he said and Combeferre helped Jehan sit down while Grantaire lowered Enjolras onto the bed.
"I have one more room, those of you who aren't injured can stay there," he said, "I will show you where it is later. Right now i need to try and prevent your friends from getting an infection."
"I will help you," Combeferre said, "Joly, could you go see if his daughter and Courfeyrac need any help?"
Joly didn't respond, he was leaning against the door frame, staring at the wall.
"Joly?" Combeferre repeating, shaking his friend's arm and making the hypochondriac jump.
"What?" he asked, looking at his friend.
"Can you see if Monsieur Fauchelevent's daughter and Courfeyrac need help with Marius and Gavroche while I help him with Jehan and Enjolras?" Combeferre said.
"Yeah, yeah, of course," Joly said and walked out of the room.
"Is he alright?" Fauchelevent asked.
"He lost someone at the barricade. I mean, we all lost someone, but he lost his someone," Combeferre said and Fauchelevent nodded in understanding. "Working will help him focus on something else."
Fauchelevent nodded once more before they got to work.
I really hope I spelt Fauchelevent correct each time cause it was definitely the hardest name to type.
Thanks so much for reading chapter three and let me know what you think! New chapter up next week!
