A/N: I am so sorry everyone! I've been so busy. I finished my first year of college and have trying to settle myself back home and now I'm taking a trip down to Mexico for my cousin's graduation. I promise you I haven't stopped writing this fanfic I have it has just been hard writing it quickly because I like it down in a notebook and then type it up on my laptop. I don't really trust technology all that much with my writing haha xD. Well here is part 1 of the next chapter and I am currently working on chapter 8 as we speak! :) Hope you enjoy!


Chapter 7: Kidnapped (Pt. 1)

Éponine quickly ran up to them. "What is going on?" She asked, Clara never taking her eyes off her brother.

"Apparently, my dear brother does not approve of my love for Grantaire. Now he is taking it out on him!" She exclaimed trying to push Enjolras away from her new found love.

"I won't let him use you! I do not care if I loose a friend or a revolutionary, he will not use my sister!" Enjolras growled. "I heard you are in love with another woman, what about her?" he asked slamming him down on the table again.

"It's Clara!" Éponine yelled. Enjolras looked at her in shock. She gulped down her nerves and more quietly stated, "The girl I was telling you about . . . was Clara. Please let him go, he is not in the wrong. He really does love her."

"Enjolras I would never hurt her. She is too important to me. I've felt this way for a while." Grantaire said. As he spoke, physical pain echoed through the hall. Enjolras eyed him then looked at Éponine. She took a breath and slowly walked over to him, placing her hands on his. Slowly, he began to loosen his grip, until Clara was able to help Grantaire off the table and away from Enjolras. Jean Pouvaire was now standing behind them, staring at them with a serious face.

"Can I speak to you four outside, please." He asked, leading the way. As they got outside, Enjolras immediately grabbed Grantaire by his coat.

"Why my sister!?" He asked yelling. "Clara is the one thing I will protect to death and here you come trying to ruin that! I do not believe for a second you love her!" Clara began to separate them.

"Enjolras stop! Stop this now!" She ordered. Grantaire just looked at Enjolras and sighed.

"I do! I never told you because I knew you would act like this. I love her, Enjolras. You've been my friend for as long as I could remember, don't you think I know how protective you are of her? I do, and I would never hurt her!" Grantaire defended.

"Alright that is enough." Jean said pulling Enjolras away. "Is this true Clara?" He suddenly asked. Clara sighed and nodded, Jean's face made Éponine's heart drop. She had never seen so much sadness in a man's face. This expression he wore reminded her of her own.

"Enjolras," Clara began. "You should realize that I could take care of myself. Please, just let this be."

Enjolras looked from his sister to Grantaire and finally sighed. "I am not happy about this, but if it makes you happy . . . I will leave it alone. Just don't let it distract you from our mission. We still have a revolution upon us." Enjolras warned. Clara smiled and embraced her brother tightly, thanking him every opportunity she received. Éponine noticed Jean slipping into the garden. Seeing that the trio was distracted by a conversation unfolding, she quietly followed him to the garden. When she arrived he was sitting at the fountain looking down at the beautiful concrete floor. Éponine sighed and slowly sat next to him. He noticed her and looked up confused. Éponine gave him a sad smile and turned to him.

"I am sorry about Clara." She said softly. "But no one should be alone when they are feeling this way." Jean gave her a small smile and nodded. Éponine looked forward and smiled. "I'm glad I am not alone," she continued. Jean already knew what she was referring to. " I can assure you monsieur that it gets better. Somewhere out there, she is waiting for you to find her. In your case it could be many women, I do not think you notice how charming you can be." Jean laughed and shook his head.

"Do you truly believe there is someone out there ready to love me?" He asked quietly. Éponine nodded and put her hand over her heart.

"I promise." She assured him. "Now, let go of the pain monsieur and go find her. It is your birthday and she might just be your present. Return to your party and enjoy tonight." Jean smiled and nodded. As they stood, Enjolras suddenly approached them.

"I came to ask you if you would like to return home. Grantaire is going to escort Clara later tonight and I am leaving now." He said pointing behind him. Éponine looked at Enjolras with a soft expression remembering the strange event that had happened between them. Wanting to get him alone, she nodded and looked at Jean.

"Thank you for inviting me. I do hope you take into consideration what I said." She said smiling. Jean took her hand and nodded.

"Thank you, mademoiselle." He said placing a kiss on her hand. He then looked at Enjolras and shook his hand. "Thank you for coming, I really appreciate it." Enjolras nodded.

"Thank you for inviting us. I apologize for what happened. I will see you tomorrow." He said in return. Jean smiled and nodded.

"Bright and early." Jean assured. He looked at Éponine once more and walked away. Soon, only Enjolras and Éponine were left, again in the garden. He put his arm out and before they realized it they were slowly walking the dark streets of Paris. There were many times when Éponine had formed a sentence, but could never get them out. The Musain came into view and something was triggered in Éponine. She came to a stop, which jolted Enjolras back. He looked down at her confused, but she stepped in front of him and took a deep breath.

"Why are you avoiding this?" She asked boldly. "We both know what was happening at the ball. Why are you acting like nothing happened?"

Enjolras sighed and looked down. "Because nothing did happen, Éponine." He began walking away, but she forcefully pulled him back.

"Stop running!" She exclaimed. "I knew it! I knew it the day at the Pont Neuf. You do feel something for me, you are just pushing it away. Why?" Enjolras looked at her trying to figure out how she had noticed. She stood there, never letting go of his arm. He debated on whether telling her, or playing it off. Éponine had already figured it out and let go of his arm.

"Your revolution." She said quietly. "So it is true. You think I am a distraction." Enjolras shook his head, but Éponine began walking away.

"Éponine wait! Stop!" Enjolras called. He reached for her, grabbing her arm. She turned and had a menacing look on her face. "I am sorry. This revolution can change so many people's lives. You said it yourself, the people deserve a free France."

Éponine looked at him, wanting him to tell her his true feelings. She wanted this to be different, but again she had been stupid enough to fall for someone that could never love her back. She didn't want to be near him, she couldn't.

"You can not change the world with one revolution. All you will do is get yourself and your friends killed, and I will not be a part of that. You are wasting your time, Enjolras." She confessed. With that she turned and began to walk.

"Éponine," He said following. "Where are you going?" She began to walk faster.

"You can have your room back. I can't be near you." She said, never looking back.

"Clara will never let you." He yelled following her. "Wait. You can't be near me? Why?" Enjolras suddenly put it together and nearly froze. He ran in front of Éponine and she looked up shocked.

"Éponine, do you . . ." His voice trailed off as he caught sight of her moist eyes looking back at him.

"I guess it is just a pattern in my life. Falling for someone who I can't have." She quietly stated.

"I am sorry-" Enjolras began.

"Move," she demanded. He sighed and shook his head. "Let me go, Marble man!" She demanded, trying to move side ways. Enjolras mimicked her movements each time.

"You cannot be on the streets with your father looking for you." He stated.

"You act like I can't take a beating. I rather have that. At least I see that pain coming." The lump in her throat was forming so she decided to walk the other way. Suddenly a dark figure came out of the alley. She froze as the menacing young man came into view.

"I will not let you get beaten, if you come with me." Montparnasse stated as a grin appeared on his face. Enjolras quickly ran up to Éponine. "Choose 'Ponine. Stay with him, or come with me. I won't let your father touch you. All you will need to do is actually act like my little helper."

Éponine stared at Montparnasse, and in her desperation saw the boy she had once cherished. Three years it had been since her father had sold her to him, believing he was a wealthy man. Instead they found he had given the last of his money for her. Thenardier forgave him and found him to be a master thief. He showed Éponine how to pickpocket, how to maneuver the allies, and most importantly he showed her compassion. Unfortunately the more he stayed with Thenardier's crew the less compassionate he became. Once, she had believed they were soul mates, but now Éponine could not recognize the man that was standing in front of her.

"Turn around and walk away." Enjolras warned.

Montparnasse smiled and whistled. From the darkness the rest of the crew came out, with the exception of her father. Éponine knew very well that he was in charge of the crew when Thenardier was not around. Her heart dropped as she noticed they were surrounded.

"Seeing you have come from a very fancy party, you have no weapons true?" Montparnasse teased as he approached them.

" 'Parnasse no," Éponine said as she stood in front of Enjolras, "You don't have to do this. I will go with you willingly. You can even blind him and tie him up so he can't follow us. Please." Before Enjolras could protest he felt a tug and noticed he was being pulled away from Éponine's side. Montparnasse gave him a hard fist to the gut and Enjolras fell to his knees. Éponine screamed and pulled Montparnasse away.

"Please, please don't hurt him anymore. Take me, let's go." She pleaded, trying to pull him further away from Enjolras.

"You are so right, my lovely lady. If I kill this pathetic revolutionary I will have Clara after me and I don't need her after me." He admitted. He roughly pulled Éponine into his arms. "Bind him up. Me and this little slut are going to have some fun because I have needs."

Éponine began to panic. "No, no. I don't want to. Please-"

"Shut up! Now let's go." He yelled pulling her away. Her screams were dimming as Enjolras was blinded.

"Éponine!" He yelled, but she was gone and Enjolras was now alone and helpless. He couldn't know how long he laid their tide up, when he heard familiar laughter. He thanked God and began yelling for her.

"Clara!" He shouted. The laughter stopped and Clara spotted her brother, gasping.

"Enjolras!" She exclaimed, running up to him. Grantaire quickly untied him as Clara took the blind fold from his eyes. He stared at them with a wild expression. "What happened? Are you alright?"

Enjolras tried to regain his breath, but was only able to get out one word. "Éponine."

Clara's eyes widened as she looked around desperately. "Enjolras, where is Éponine?" She asked, panicking. "Where is she!?" Grantaire lifted Enjolras to his feet and he was able to just look at his sister's panicked face before passing out. Still, he could here Clara's voice calling out for Éponine in the cold night air.


A/N: Part 2 will be up soon! :) Maybe along with Chapter 8! Hope you enjoyed and sorry for the wait! All your reviews have really helped me! You guys are amazing! Thank you very much!