"Don't you have any luggage, Mademoiselle?" Graintaire asked Eponine lazily as she walked up to him in the busy train station. His repeated use of the french language still threw her off quite a bit, but she was starting to get used to the out of place words. She shook her head with a small, polite smile and he furrowed his brow in confusion. He leaned against the wall lazily and perked an eyebrow up at Marius who was standing beside. "You don't have any actual possessions at the orphanage," Marius cleared his throat, "The only thing Phlegmenkoff lets us keep when we leave are the clothes on our backs, everything else belongs to her." As he finished his explanation his arm wrapped around Eponine's shoulders causing her to look up at him a warm smile. After all these years he still made her feel so safe.

"What a wonderful little care taker she is," the surprisingly sober Grantaire said with a roll of his eyes before standing up straight to acknowledge to presence of Enjolras as he walked up behind them. As he approached he eyed Marius and Eponine curiously but didn't say anything. Keeping his silent observations to himself as he usually did. He started to hand out tickets to all the men and gave Combeferre a small glance as he held the last ticket in his hand. His old friend was the only one who knew about his reservations to bring Eponine and present her as the Romanov princess and with a small sigh and nodd, his gaze quickly flicked to the girl in question.

"One for Anastasia," he said offering her the ticket. Her brown eyes flicked up from the ticket to meet his blue ones. He made sure his face seemed indifferent so that she wouldn't detect and form of doubt from him, but the longer her gaze held his the harder it was to maintain. He looked at the ticket and held his hand out more, "Are you going to take it or not?" Eponine bit softly on her lower lip as she took the ticket from his hand. This was it, they were going to go to Paris and she'd meet her family.

"One we arrive in Paris, we'll have to get her appearance taken care of," Enjolras said looking up at Marius. Eponine rolled her eyes and and looked down at the ground.

"Yes, I'm sure Cosette wouldn't mind helping to make 'Ponine more presentable," Marius offered only to receive a nod from Enjolas in response. The mention of his new love made Eponine wince a little.

"You two speak as though our little princess isn't already as fetching as can be," Grantaire said with a chuckle going over to softly pat her shoulder, "I doubt it'll be oh so difficult to dress her up to meet the Empress"

"Thank you, Monsieur," Eponine looked up at Grantaire with a smirk which he instantly returned and gave her a wink before starting to walk away from the group.

"Now I'm going to go find out if they'll be anything to drink on there." Eponine giggled softly as he waved his hand at them. Her smile faltered when she felt Marius pull his arm from her shoulders, the warmth instantly gone. Now he was facing her, a semi-worried look on his face.

"You know we meant no offense 'Ponine," he looked towards Enjolras who just watched on looking completely indifferent, "You know that, right? I'm sure you understand that we just want you to look your best for when you meet your grandmother." She wasn't mad at them for discussing cleaning up her appearance. After all, she knew she couldn't very well present herself as a princess looking the way she did now. Her red hair pulled up and hidden under a cap and an oversized men's coat concealing a baggy heavily worn dress. She knew they had a point, she just hated to admit it because Enjolras seemed smug enough without her adding to it.

"I know, Marius," she said looking up at him with admiring eyes, "you're right." She heard something like someone trying to stifle a scoff coming from behind Marius and leaned over to look at Enjolras.

"I'm sorry, Dimitri," she said getting his attention, "Was there something you wanted to say?" She didn't notice all the reactions to her bold words, but no one had expected her to speak to him like that. Courfeyrac and Joly both possessed looks of shock while Marius looked down at the ground sheepishly and Combeferre wore an amused expression. Enjolras, however, simply looked at her with a confused look on his face. He tilted his head and narrowed his eyes as if studying her.

"Enjolras," he corrected in a stern tone, "And no, not at all. Just a quiet observation."

"Not so quiet if you ask me, not to mention rude." she spat back, challenging him. Joly had to balance the dog in one arm as he brought his hand up to his mouth in order to hold in some sort of laughter. She supposed no one talked to this man like so, but maybe he needed someone to. Enjolras continued his studying gaze for a few moments before looking away and at the group. "We should go ahead and board the train now," he said as he completely dismissed the incident with Eponine.

Eponine walked through the train with Marius finding the right compartment for them to sit in. She held the puppy in her hands, even though it was very eager to be able to explore the train on it's own.

"What are you going to name it?" Marius asked breaking the silence between them.

"Him. It's a boy," she corrected him with a light hearted smile, "I think I'm going to name it Gavroche."

"It must have been hard for you to leave him," Marius stated quietly, putting his hand on the small Eponine's lower back to guide her through the train car.

"He can look after himself with me gone," she said with a small sigh, "I'm just hope those parents of his don't come back for him. I'm sure the old crone would let them have him back."

"I doubt that would happen," Marius said with a smile, "The woman is cruel but even she ended up seeing why you did what you did. Plus, I'm fairly certain as soon as Gavroche finds a way out he'll come looking for you."

"He probably thinks I'm at that fish factory that Phlegmenkoff sent me too."

"No," Marius said with a soft shake of his head causing Eponine to look up at him, "Anyone who knows you well enough knows that you were going to find your way to Paris the moment you left." She gave him a genuine and warm smile which he returned almost instantly before opening a door to one of the compartments and motioning for her to go in. Eponine's gaze stayed on him as she walked by until was standing in the little compartment, and then her eyes dropped to see who else was there. Grantaire sat there already enjoying a bottle of wine, he looked up and gave her a smile. Her own smile faltered greatly when she saw the blonde man sitting by the window, his attention on the book in his hands and his legs propped up on the opposite seat.

She held in a groan and walked over to where she would be sitting just to stare down at the feet in her way. She cleared her throat loudly and gave Enjolras a pointed look. He simply glanced up at her from the book before removing his feet from the seat. Eponine sat down and let Gavroche down to explore the compartment once the door was close. She giggled as the puppy jumped up to lay down between Graintatire and Enjolras. The nice one of the two patting the dog on the head softly while Enolras simply shuffled over in his seat. Eponine rolled her eyes and propped her feet on the small space of the opposite seat that was between Enjolras and the side of the train. He looked down at her feet before glancing up at her. His blue eyes giving her an annoyed look but she did nothing but smile and turn her head to look out the window. He simply let out a sigh and returned to reading his book.

"Oh Enjolras, would it kill you to be a bit more entertaining?" Grantaire said with a laugh.

An hour or so had passed on the train and so far the ride had consisted of an amusing conversation between Eponine, Grantaire, and Marius while Enjolras just continued to read his book. Once Grantaire became increasingly drunk he started to doze off and things started to become more silent. Eponine went back to watching out the window not knowing that the blonde man across from her was glancing up at her from his book. She had such a curious look that he found interesting. He considered himself a man who had seen it all, despite never leaving Russia, but watching the look on this girl's face made him feel as though he shouldn't be quite so jaded about this little journey. After a few moments he closed the books and went to stand up.

"Where are you going?" Marius asked causing Eponine's attention to fall on Enjolras.

"To get some food," he answered opening the door, "They have some sort of a buffet car here."

"I'll come with you," Marius said but before standing up he looked over at Eponine, "Do you want anything?"

"No, thank you," she answered blandly, "I'm fine."

"'Ponine, don't think I haven't noticed how small you've become," Marius took a concerned tone.

"Well I became quite the troublemaker after you left," Eponine said with a chuckle.

"After?" Marius replied with knowing look before looking up at a waiting Enjolras and back at her, "You should eat, I'll bring you back something." He stood and left before Eponine could protest anymore, stepping out of the compartment to join his friend."

"What was that about?" Enjolras inquired, "The troublemaker thing."

Marius cleared his throat and looked over at his friend, "Our care taker at the orphanage had horrible punishments, one of them being no meals. She considered it a privilege that she let us eat her food so when she felt we were acting out, she'd take that away."

"That's terrible," Enjolras said shaking his head, "Did it happen to Eponine a lot?"

"Yes," Marius said a small smile on his lips as he remembered some incidents, "She didn't like to put up with the rules very much."

"That doesn't seem so surprising," Enjolras said simply as he put his hands in his pockets.

"It's not how you think," Marius said stopping in his tracks, his friend looking back at him with a curious expression, "One time a family came, one interested in adopting her. They were terrible people, Enjolras, truly terrible. They already had a son, a small child who was deeply neglected. They wanted to adopt her so they could make money off of her." His tone implicated things that made Enjolras's stomach turn a little bit. "Not only did she stop them from adopting her, but she hid the child away so he could stay there. His parents didn't even notice his absence. She lost meal privileges for a week because of that stunt, though I would sneak some of my own food. It wouldn't surprise me if this 'trouble' she continued to get herself into was just her giving the poor boy some of her own food."

"You'd wouldn't eat because you fed another?" Enjolras asked in shock.

"No," Marius said starting to walk again, "Apparently it showed we didn't respect the rules enough. I know Gavroche, and I know his mouth gets him into trouble. As I said, he most likely wouldn't get fed so Eponine would see to it that he did."

Enjolras was very silent for a moment, not sure of what to say about that. Clearly, he didn't know a thing about this girl or what she was like. He could admire her morals though, that was something. He cleared his throat and looked over to his friend, "Well she seems to be quite something."

"Indeed," Marius said in agreement.

"How close were you two exactly," Enjolras asked, his tone nearly accusing.

"What are you implying?" Marius asked a bit shocked at his friends tone.

"She just seems to be taken with you is all," Enjolras said with a shrug but Marius only shook his head with a chuckle.

"We practically grew up together, Enjolras, I only left a year and a half before her," Marius explained, "She's like a sister to me and I'm probably the only person she's ever trusted."

"And you're okay taking advantage of the trust and manipulating her into thinking she's someone she's not?" Enjolras asked in a bland tone.

"Excuse me?" Marius stopped his friend, "I'm not manipulating her."

"You can't possibly believe she's the Romanov princess," Enjolras said shaking his head.

"I do actually," Marius answered but when Enjolras gave him a knowing look he let out a sigh, "I think it's possible, I truly do." His faith made Enjolras feel a little nauseous and he turned to look back to where their compartment was.

"I don't think I'm hungry after all," he said and started to walk away. The friend behind him started to speak up but he dismissed him with a wave of his hand knowing that Marius wouldn't protest after that.

"He grows on you, you know," Grantaire said moving his head to look at the redhead who's head was slowly turning to meet his gaze.

"Who?" She asked quietly.

"Enjolras," Grantaire said before looking down at his bottle, "He's just a very serious sort and doesn't focus much on things other than the job."

"The job?" Eponine asked but Grantaire dismissed her question.

"He may not know how to interact with lovely young women such as yourself, but he's a good man," the black-haired man gave her a warm smile, "You'll see." It was then that Eponine noticed just how loyal all these men were to each other, and to Enjolras. Even if he made her want to rip her own hair out, it was something to be admired. Just then, the man in question came staggering back into the compartment. He looked around at the two and then down at the dog who was now asleep in his seat.

"Come on," he said to the dog, "get down."

"Leave him alone," Eponine looked up at him, "he's comfortable."

"He's a dog," Enolras replied bluntly.

"Well we let you sit there earlier," Eponine spat caused sleepy laughter to come from Grantaire. Enjolras merely rolled his eyes and sat down next to the girl with a sigh.

"I doubt the Empress will appreciate her daughter being so rude to someone," Enjolras said but he noticed that Eponine's full attention was out the window.

"Oh my god," she exclaimed causing Enjolras to jump up and look out the window next to her. As they looked, they saw the bridge that the railroad laid on collapse. Eponine turned back and noticed Grantaire was now fully alert and sitting forward in his seat. Enjolras continued looking out the window, completely surprised.

"What just happened?" Grantaire asked as the ground started to rumble from the vibrations of the collapse.

"The bridge," Enjolras said looking back, "it's just... collapsed."

Eponine looked around, fear suddenly takin over her features, "Why isn't the train stopping?" The three of them looked at each other in a panic right before Marius slammed the door up. He was frantic and his face was flushed.

"Nobody's driving this train."

"What?!" Eponine exclaimed standing up in a panic, but a firm hand gripped her shoulder gently as if to calm her down. She looked up to see a very calm looking Enjolras stepping forward.

"What do you mean?" He asked. If there was any fear within him she couldn't see it.

"The bridge collapsed and the train isn't slowly," Marius started sputtering out, "I've asked around but no one's had contact with the conductor since right before the train took off."

Enjolras quickly looked around at the three of them before getting lost is some sort of thought that Eponine couldn't even begin to try and follow. Without a word he walked past Marius and out of the compartment. He looked back at the three of them and licked his lips.

"Alright, I want you three to get everyone to get to farthest back car possible," he said and Eponine shook her head and looked at him confused. By this point Grantaire was standing and walking over to his friend.

"Where are you going?" He asked as their other three friends joined them in the car.

"I'm going to stop the train," Enjolras answered walking away from them before anyone could protest but turned back before moving onto the next car, "Just get to the back of the train and if it doesn't slow, jump out onto the snow." With those words he was gone and everyone looked at each other. Combeferre was the first to break the silence.

"Come on, let's get all the passengers to the back of the train," his words went unheard as all eyes were still on that door that their leader had just left through but Combeferre cleared his throat loudly, "Come on!" Everyone snapped to reality and followed him to the back of the train. Marius stopped in his tracks when he saw Joly carrying the dog. He looked around frantic and Grantaire ran up to him.

"What is it, Marius? We've got to go," he tried pulling his friend but Marius just pulled his arm out of Grantaire's grasp taking a few steps back to the previous train car.

"Where's Eponine?"