A/N: Hello my lovelies! :D I am so incredibly sorry that it's taken me so long to post this. I have been super busy with my show, which is now over. I was writing stuff down like crazy in my spare time though! And thank you all for being so supportive :) You all make me so happy when I read your reviews. You seriously keep me going. Chap 5 to come hopefully by the end of the week. WOOO! Thank you all again! xx :) Follow/ Favorite REVIEW... and all that jazz.
Chapter 4
"What'd I tell you? She's quick!" Cosette said, leaning over to Enjolras. He gave a half laugh.
"Come on." Eponine ordered, as she headed for the door. Enjoras knew that she wasn't going to wait for him to follow.
"It was nice meeting you!" Cosette called as he ran after Eponine, the door closing behind him.
Enjolras laughed to himself and continued to follow behind Eponine who was halfway down the stairwell. She moved faster than he'd expected; there was always something she did that astonished him.
"Hey!" He called after her, "How did I girl so bubbly and chipper become friends with someone like you?" Eponine stopped dead in her tracks, "I'm sorry! That came out completely wrong."
She turned to look, taking a step towards him and glared.
"First of all, you don't know me or her. Second, it's none of your damn business." She then proceeded to walk to her car. Enjolras smiled to himself, finding something amusing in her reply.
"You don't like me very much." he stated.
"No, not really."
"Even after all that we've been through?"
"Yep." They reached her car and she unlocked it, not looking up at him.
"Why not?" He asked as they climbed in the car.
"Because I don't trust you, and there's no use in liking people I don't trust." She said flatly.
"Sorry, I was only curious." She looked up at him and shot him daggers in her eyes.
"Curious like with the mail? You can't just go around looking through other people's mail!"
"Fair enough."
"On this drive, you don't get to talk other than telling me what way to go, if you're dying, or if there's a giant lizard monster about to step on us. You don't get to touch the radio or mess with the AC. You can roll down and look out the window. Got it?" He gave a small nod and tried not to laugh under his breath, but he did as she said.
The drive to his apartment took longer than he thought it would. But they made it to the complex and she parked right in front of his building. They sat in silence for a couple of seconds before Eponine looked at him.
"Do you have any pain killers that I can take?" she asked rather politely, for her. "I forgot to take some this morning."
"I think I have some." He gave her a puzzled look, "This isn't just to look at my apartment is it?" She scowled but gave him a small smile as well.
"It might be." She said, "And I also really do need some pain killers."
Enjolras studied her for a moment and then got out of the car. Eponine followed.
They went up one flight of stairs and down the hall to his room. He put the key in the lock and then stopped before opening the door, his hand on the knob.
"Just to warn you, I have a roommate who likes to drink. A lot. So, there's no guessing what he's wearing or where he's at." Eponine shrugged her shoulders.
"I've probably seen worse than him."
With that, Enjolras opened the door and they entered. The room was definitely that of a man's. Food boxes on the coffee table, along with old coffee mugs. A fairly decent sized flat screened tv on the wall in front of the couch, and shirts and jackets strewn in different places on the floor, on the couch, and on the back of a couple of chairs. Eponine thought, if Cosette saw this, she'd have a fit. But Eponine had definitely seen worse rooms than this. From the couch she could hear something. She slowly walked over to see a man with curly black hair, with his face turned into the couch and therefore completely hidden, sleeping soundly with muffled snoring. Her foot made a few beer bottles clink together and she quickly backed away.
"That's my roommate R." Enjolras explained, "Thankfully he's wearing all of his clothes. Or at least his pants."
Eponine nodded and followed him into the kitchen. Surprisingly for her, the kitchen was really clean. No dishes in the sink, nothing left out on the counters that shouldn't be, it was quite nice looking.
Enjolras opened up a cupboard and began looking at different medicine bottles, soon coming upon a bottle of Aspirin. He opened it up and shook out two.
"Here you go." He said, handing them to Eponine before turning and opening a new cupboard to get a glass for her. He filled it up with water from the tap and she took the pills. "I think that should hold you for a while."
She drank the whole glass and then stared at the bottom of it, thinking about the aftertaste of the water.
"That's nice." She looked over at the sink and saw a huge thing connected to the spout. Confused at what it was, she just stared at it for a bit. "What is that, a Brita water filter?"
"Uh, yes. We don't get very good water here, and I was tired of buying plastic bottled water." Again, they sat in silence for a few seconds. Eponine set the glass down by the sink and looked back up at Enjolras.
"Alright! Thank you for the filtered water and the pills." She started back for the door.
"Wait!" called Enjolras, "Let me walk you back."
They walked back down to her car in silence and the whole time, Eponine couldn't help but think that even though there's something off about Enjolras that she couldn't quite pin, he's quite the gentleman; other than him searching through the mail of course. But aside from that, there was something different.
"Thank you again, for getting me out of that last night." She said, starting to fiddle with her keys. Enjolras straightened up and nodded at her, giving a small smile. She smiled quickly and opened her car door. "Bye." And she hopped in.
Once she started to drive away, Enjolras turned and went back inside his apartment. He washed the glass that Eponine had used and cleaned up the empty food boxes, tossing them in the trash. He then picked up the clothes that were lying around and sorted his and R's and placed them in their separate hampers. After all that was done, he walked over and nudged R on the arm.
"R, wake up."
No movement.
"Get up, it's like…" He looked at the clock, "Ten." He shoved his roommate this time and out came a moan of annoyance.
"I need to tell you about some stuff man."
He rolled over and looked up at Enjolras, eyes partly open and in a scowl. He rubbed his eyes while stretching and laying down. "What do you want Enj? I'm trying to sleep."
"You've slept, now it's time for you to get up."
R slowly sat up and stretched even more. He rubbed his face and stroked the stubble that was growing. Looking down at his feet, he found a partly empty beer bottle and picked it up to take a swig. Enjolras shook his head before the bottle hit his lips.
"R, put the bottle down."
But R just looked at Enjolras in the eyes without blinking or moving and then continued to drink. Enjolras snatched the bottle from his hands and took it to the kitchen, emptying it and filling it with water. He brought it back and handed it to R who was trying to find some more alcohol around his feet. Reluctantly, R took the bottle of water and started drinking.
"I met this girl." Enjolras began.
"Is that where you were last night?" Asked R, his voice gravely from drinking and sleep.
"No… And yes." Enjolras explained, "I was with her, but I paid a visit to Joly."
R didn't bother to ask why.
"What's her name?"
"Her name is Eponine." Enjolras went and sat on the edge of the coffee table, and R stopped drinking the water for a moment to think,
"I think I know her." He said.
"You said that about Musichetta and when you met her, you had no idea who she was."
R nodded to himself and continued drinking again. "Is she hot?"
"Yes-but that's beside the point! Anyway, if this girl is who I think she is, she can help me figure out where the Patron-Minette are meeting. But I need to find out more about her."
"Does she know that you're a cop?" R asked with a big yawn.
"No, but I think she knows that something's different, so I'll have to be careful." Enjolras sat and pondered for a bit. "She told me she doesn't trust me. I'll have to change that. But how?"
"What makes you think she's who you think she is?" R stopped and pulled a face like saying that sentence hurt his head.
"Well, I took her home after Joly's and had to stay the night. I was looking around the apartment at the pictures and there's none of her."
"Maybe she hates pictures?"
"See, that's what I thought at first, but then she started acting funny when I confronted her about it." Enjolras leaned in closer and started using his hands. "Then this morning I noticed that none of the mail was addressed to her."
"So?"
"So! The apartment isn't hers. She doesn't really live there, but she does. She's trying to stay off the grid; she doesn't want anyone knowing where she's staying. And I bet I know who she's hiding from."
"And who, might I ask, is that?"
"The Patron-Minette. But also, she's got these brown eyes that I know I've seen before. The way they're flecked, it's got this little trace of green in them, and I swear it's Thenardier's,"
"Who the hell is Thenardier?"
"The leader of the gang."
"Enj, I really don't think that you should be messing with that chick. It doesn't look safe to me. And could you talk quieter and slower?" R asked, shutting his eyes tight and pressing his palms to his head for pressure.
"R. I want to do anything possible to capture the Patron-Minette, and if that means gaining the trust of one girl so that I can find out about them, so be it."
"Ok, so the Piston-Minute that gang you want to go after behind your boss's back?"
Enjolras scowled at R. "Patron- Minette, and yes it's them, but you know that if we catch them, more than half the crime will go down."
"Or up." R said to himself before taking another swig.
"I almost caught one of them last night R! I was so close!" Enjolras said frustrated.
"Maybe you should forget about this stuff and focus on liberating the poor or something."
"If I do this, the city will be rid of the biggest crime bosses." Enjolras started to get himself worked up very quickly. "I've got to go to the station and start some research."
"But it's your day off?" said R.
"I know, but this is too big, it can't wait too long." And with that, Enjolras grabbed his car keys and his jacket and headed out the door for the police station.
