A/N Thanks to everyone who reviewed, followed, and favorited! You guys are awesome! I hope you like this new chapter. The next one will be more eventful, I promise! Just stick with me.

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"I promise, to love you every day, of the rest of my life. No matter how many plates you throw at my head. No matter how many fights we get into. No matter the challenges that may lay ahead of us. I will love you, every last bit of you. From your captivating laugh, to your adorable dimples. I promise to kiss you goodnight, and make you breakfast in the morning. Because I know, you're not a morning person."

There were chuckles from the few men who stood behind the couple as they held hands and exchanged vows. Grantaire, being the loudest of the bunch. Little Gavroche could be heard pretending to gag at the sound of such love-filled words, as Enjolras continued,

"I can't wait for everyday to be filled with you, and your smile. And on the days when your smile seems to have abandoned you, I'll be there. I'll hold you close until things are better. I promise that writing my speeches, reading my never ending collection of Rousseau books, and meetings at the cafe, will all come second to you."

The small room was filled with laughter and a few catcalls,

"Smooth 'Jolras!"

"Enjy's turned romantic boys!"

"Beautiful words, Apollo!"

Eponine, couldn't help but smile with tears of joy, shinning in her eyes. She reached her hand and ran it slowly through Enjolras' blonde curls, when she saw the red blush that appeared over her almost-husband's cheeks. "Keep going." She whispered.

And so, he did. His voice lowered a bit, as he finished his vows by saying in a near-whisper that was meant for Eponine only, "I promise I will always, protect you." He smiled shyly and laughed a little, "And protect our someday children." Eponine looked away for a moment, laughing quietly to herself at the fact that he really had already planned everything in his mind. "And I promise to stand up for you, approach our arguments with an even head, be the best husband that I possibly can for you, because you deserve so much better than me. But mostly, I promise to love you more than anything."

Enjolras leaned forward, and kissed her on the nose gently. "I love you, Eponine Thenardier. You, are my Patria."

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The dream did not leave her alone, as Eponine had made her way to the Cafe. It had been so real, it had been just like the night of their wedding. She almost believed it to be real. Until everything began to disappear and fade away.

She had not been able to sleep after waking up from the dream, and so the dark circles underneath her eyes had darkened and her already usually shaky step had faltered even more on the walk to the Musian.

As she entered the Cafe and walked to the woman who held the letters, ready in her cabinet she smiled sleepily and held out her hand.

"Good morning." The woman said sweetly, and Eponine wondered how she always looked so well rested and perky in the morning.

"Good morning." Eponine replied, drowsily and took the single cream envelope the woman offered.

"Do you not have one for Grantaire- I mean, R?"

The woman shook her head slightly. "He already took his, and three bottles of wine."

Eponine felt her eyes widen slightly. Grantaire had been doing better about remaining sober. Why had he taken so many today?

She entered the back room and walked over to where Grantaire sat, one bottle of wine rested in his lap, unopened. And it was not hard to find where the other two were. For there was Glass, and the wine bottle's contents littered all across the back room floor. "What happened, buddy?"

Grantaire, jumped slightly at the sound of her voice. "Oh, it's you.." He looked around the room slowly and Eponine noticed the circles that sat underneath his tired eyes were even darker than her own.

"Apollo's letter…" He held it out for Eponine and she took it into her own hands, and glanced over the words, trying to take in every word despite the fact that it took her entire attention because of the lack of sleep.

Grantaire,

Things are bad… We're drawing nearer to the time when the people should rise and I begin to fear they won't come when we call.

My father contacted me, yesterday. He wants nothing more to do with me.

I feel drained, as I write this.

Forgive me, for my lack of enthusiasm.

Joly forced me into a check up yesterday. It didn't go great.. He said something about I'm coming down with a fever.. I don't know, Grantaire. I keep getting really cold but I'm sweating and I just feel awful.

Eponine doesn't know.. I'm trying to keep it that way.

The barricade's are going to be going up in three days.

I have three days to get better.

Right now I wish I was marble like you say I am..

I pray we all are ready when the time comes.

Listen, if you are reading this, and I am gone. That means it's time to start clearing some stuff out. The paintings, Grantaire. Keep the one of all of the Amis together. That one was always my favorite. And let Eponine keep one if she wants. But the rest need to go. Alright?

I can't argue with you right now, if you're thinking this is a bad idea. I need to get back to work.

I'm sorry.

~ Apollo

Eponine took a deep breath and folded the letter back up before handing it over to Grantaire. She only saw a glimpse of the cynic's face before she opened her own and began to read it.

Dear Eponine,

So, today isn't the best day for me.. I'm not feeling great and I had some pretty rude things said to me by my father. But, oh well.

It's all ok now.

I'm with you.

You look beautiful tonight, as always. And you seem really excited about something. I'm not sure what, but I have a feeling I'm going to find out soon.

I keep thinking about our wedding, a lot lately. That was the best day of my life.

Eponine, do you remember when we were out in the streets, during a storm and you called me a liar and then kissed me?

That was the first time you told me you loved me.

I have a list of my favorite moments, in my entire life.

That one makes the top five.

You're calling me to come go to sleep, so I have to cut this letter short because I want to go spend time with you. Wow, that's confusing.

But, here's what I need you to do this week.

Get rid of my stuff.

You don't have to get rid of all of it. It's not necessary. And take as much time as you need. Just make sure you're making progress and moving out stuff you don't need with me not being there.

That's it because you won't quit trying to look over my shoulder now and see what I'm writing.

My word, I love you.

All my love, my dear Eponine,

~ E

Eponine folded her own letter, just as she had folded Grantaire's then took a deep breath, extended her hand for him to take in his and then walked out of the Cafe, silently with him.

The two walked like that the entire way to Eponine's house.

Once they arrived, she unlocked the door walked into the front room and sat down in her chair. Grantaire stood next to the chair. Not daring to sit in Enjolras' long abandoned chair.

Eponine scooted to the side of the chair and patted the other half. "Sit with me. We both need to rest. I haven't been sleeping well lately, and neither have you."

Before Grantaire could protest, Eponine held her hand up to silence him. "Nightmares, and dreams. It switches on and off which ones come. I don't know which of them causes me to loose the most sleep."

Grantaire took his seat next to her and laid his curly haired head against hers and closed his eyes, "I don't want to get rid of the paintings. I'm afraid I'll forget what he looks like. What they all look like."

Eponine swallowed and glanced at Enjolras' desk that sat untouched and collected dust. "I know. He's asked a lot of us."

Grantaire kept his eyes closed, and locked their hands together. "Do we have to?"

Eponine only nodded slightly, before they both drifted off into a deep sleep. Both of them soothed by the comfort of having someone close.

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A/N sorry. I know this chapter isn't amazing but I was tired, and just wanted to update. I hope you guys still enjoy it even though it's not my best. Please review!