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Chapter 4-

One day, a few weeks after the papers were signed, Javert was returning from work. Just as he walked in the front door, he heard glass shattering in the kitchen. He quickly made his way in there to find a shattered glass bowl, along with a full bag of flour all over the floor. He looked around, confused because he didn't see the little boy. "Marius?"

He walked over to the table and lifted the tablecloth to find Marius hiding, his expression terrified. As soon as he saw Javert, he started moving backwards, trying to put distance between them. "I was trying to make you a cake."

Marius' clothes were covered in flour and other unidentifiable food products; Javert reached his arms under the table for Marius. After thinking for a moment, Marius gave in, deciding it would be less painful for him not to resist. He rested his chin on Javert's shoulder as he was carried into their bedroom (Marius didn't like sleeping alone and the man could not find it in himself to force him to) he held onto his friend tightly, not wanting to be put down because he knew it could only be bad for him once he was. He hadn't seen Javert get angry with him yet, he hadn't given him a reason to. Javert placed Marius on the bed and stood back, looking him over. As he reached to wipe some flour from the boy's face, Marius brought his hands up quickly to block the blow he thought he was about to receive. He closed his eyes.

"Papa" His voice was pleading, he knew he deserved to be hit, but he still didn't want to be.

Javert gently pushed Marius' arm down, his face concerned. "Marius? What is it?"

Marius opened his eyes as tears started to make their way down his face. "Papa I'm sorry for making a mess." He whispered, reaching for the man.

Expecting to be rejected—pushed away, he closed his eyes again as he reached, but felt Javert pick him up, and felt gentle hands rubbing his back. "You didn't mean to make a mess buddy. You were trying to do something nice for me. Weren't you?"

Marius nodded against his shoulder, his face hidden. "Yes. I love you Papa" he whispered.

That caught Javert off guard; he wasn't expecting to hear that, not after the short amount of time they had stayed together. He sat Marius back on the bed and wiped the little boy's tears away before pressing a kiss into his wild hair. "I love you too."

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After that day, as Marius got older, he came to trust his adoptive father more and more. Javert homeschooled him; he couldn't bear the thought of letting him out of his sight for that many hours every day. By the time Marius was fifteen, he had his own opinion of the government and the king's rule; quite the opposite opinion of Javert's. They got along fine, however. They never got into any arguments about it. They both respected the other's opinion.

On Marius' nineteenth birthday, as he walked inside from his long walk he had taken, Javert caught glimpse of the bright smile he had. "Did you enjoy your walk?"

Marius beamed as he sat down on the couch. "I met a beautiful girl, Papa, her name is Cosette. She's the loveliest thing I've ever set eyes upon."

Javert raised his eyebrows, still looking at the papers he was going over for work. "I've never heard this much sweet talk from you. I'm very happy for you. Have you made a date to see her again?"

Marius nodded quickly. "Yes, and you're going to come too, and meet her father. She told me his name.. it was.." he closed his eyes in concentration, trying to remember. "Val—Valjean! That was it."

Javert dropped the papers and stared at his son in shock.

Okay hehe sorry for the cliffhanger but no I'm not. I know it was short but that was all I needed to do for this chapter. Please Review and I'll have another chapter up soon hopefully. Thanks again and God bless.