The process of Eponine's move was very gradual. She only grabbed what she needed day by day from her apartment across the street. After all, Marius was her soulmate, she didn't want to wear out her welcome with him in the first couple of days. As promised, Marius provided the couch for her. It was more comfortable than the cheap futon which was provided in her apartment. It seemed that despite Marius' insistence of independence, the Pontmercys spared no expense to make their heir comfortable.

The pair soon fell into a cozy routine; Eponine rose in the morning first and prepared breakfast and coffee while Marius got ready for class and finished the last of any work he had left the night before. They both departed at the same time and then met in the afternoons at the Musain. It was domestic bliss and for the first time in her life Eponine felt happy and safe. That was until she was paid a visit from Javert.

It was at the Musain, after the lunch rush but before the students were finished for the day. The café was empty and Eponine was busying herself behind the counter with cleaning. When she turned back to face the room, there he stood and she was frozen in place. Without looking at her he ordered a double espresso. His voice was as rough as she remembered it. She moved behind the machine and proceeded to pull the shot.

"I see that you are trying to assert your independence from our hospitality." Javert growled.

"I'm just trying to keep busy, and I don't want to rely on the goodwill of the government forever." Eponine replied, meekly.

"I applaud your attempt to take initiative, however misguided it is. It does create a rather ugly situation though, in relation to our arrangement." He told her.

"I thought it might, so I have begun to make alternative arrangements regarding my accommodation." She poured the coffee into a paper cup.

"You realise that in doing this it removes any protection we have in place for you, don't you?" He warned her.

"If that is the price I pay for my very first taste at true freedom, so be it." Eponine proudly proclaimed. She was surprised at the words that left her mouth. She was beginning to sound like one of the Amis and she couldn't help imagine how proud Marius would have been if he was there, if he knew the details of her situation.

"Beware Eponine, you attract troublemakers like a magnet. You may start to sound like a student, but those students are terrorists in the making. Are you sure you want to be connected to yet another criminal organisation?" Javert's eyes darkened and his voice deepened. Eponine looked directly at him, their eyes meeting. For the first time in her life she felt proud and brave. She thrust the coffee at him.

"Coffee is on the house, if you leave right now." She pursed her lips at him. He took the coffee and left. Courfeyrac entered just as Javert exited. He rushed over to Eponine, who was still standing her ground against the memory of the exchange that had just happened.

"Was that…?!" Courfeyrac stumbled.

"The enemy." She nodded.

"What was Inspector Javert doing in this neighbourhood?" He questioned.

"Dishing out warnings in exchange for free coffee." She replied, bluntly.

"Jeez, Eponine, are you ok?" He asked her, one more time, as they were joined by Joly, Musichetta, and Jehan.

"Yeah," she smiled, the brightest smile she had smiled in a long time, "I'm actually fantastic. Are we filming tonight?"

"You better believe it!" Replied Musichetta. Eponine ushered the group to the back room to start their work.

Marius was nervous for more than one reason. Les Amis were filming the video to be uploaded to the government websites tonight, an act that could be considered nothing less than treason. However these nerves were nothing compared to the butterflies in his stomach that had grown as he realised he would be late to the meeting tonight. He did not want to explain to Enjolras why. He was currently at a gelato store a couple of streets from the Musain meeting with Cosette.

The pair had been friends as children, neighbours, at a young age, when suddenly Cosette and her father moved abroad when he was 8. Over the years the pair exchanged birthday and Christmas cards through the post. The previous card from Marius informed Cosette that he was moving out and detailed his new address. She wrote to his new address and informed him that she was moving back to Paris, this letter being the one that Eponine delivered to him. And what a fortunate letter it was, he thought to himself. Not only did it introduce awesome Eponine into his world, but it also brought sweet Cosette back to him.

"Marius?" A sweet voice behind him called out. He turned around and was greeted by absolute pure joy and sunshine. It was Cosette, and he knew he would be forever hers and nothing else.

"Cosette." He breathed in response. She smiled at him and the pair embraced. Now he was nervous for a third reason. He was instantly in love with the sweet little bird in front of him.