E.G: Alrighty, Mes Amis. I still have nothing to say except, FOR THOSE WHO REVEIWED AT FIRST AND ARE STILL READING NEED TO REVIEW! Got that? I want encouragement! –Stamps foot-

I had two disclaimers in the other chapter! That covers this chapter as well! :D

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It was a long, bumpy carriage ride, but after about a day and a half, they finally arrived in the little town.

Javert climbed out of the coach, jumped to the ground and paid the driver.

"Will you stay here very long?" The Driver asked, putting the money in his pocket.

"No, I just need to visit a woman at the cemetery," Javert answered turning away.

"Your wife?"

Javert swiveled back to face him, "No, of course not my wife!"

"Alright . . . good luck, Inspector," The driver said, turning the carriage around and plodding away.

Calling Fantine his wife AND Inspector? This guy was going for a double-whammy.

Javert shook his head, twelve seconds back in this miserable, little crap-town and he already had a migraine.

He started walking in the direction of where he thought a cemetery was, and a few minutes later, Javert pushed the creaky Graveyard gate open.

"Well that was relatively painless," Javert mused, scanning a small guide of the cemetery. Sadly, after a few minutes of examining the map, he crumpled it up and threw it aside. Valjean had neglected to tell him what Fantine's last name was.

So he wandered the grounds for a short time before coming to a headstone with a note resting on the top of the gravestone that was anchored by a rock.

As Javert approached he saw the note was entitled To Javert

"Hypocrite," He muttered, pushing the rock off and flipping the paper open.

Javert,

Let me take a moment to say that I'm shocked that you are actually here at her grave. (More tears)

It would mean so much to her that someone other than me came to visit her.

Now, just say a few words for the poor mother.

God bless,

J.V

Javert sighed awkwardly and began mumbling, "Uh, I'm terribly sorry for uh, you dying, and I came to—" Just then a rock flew from the underbrush, hitting Javert in the head, knocking his hat clear off.

"Ow! What the--!" Javert rubbed the back of his head and as he stooped to pick up his hat, when he noticed the rock that had a piece of paper tied to it that read; Louder!

"Fine!" Javert growled, standing up straight, clutching his hat, "Fantine, I'm terribly sorry for your short life and it's abrupt end and I came to apologize!" He replaced his hat only to have it knocked off again by another flying stone, Javert once again picked up hi hat and the other stone that read; Thank you!

Javert rolled his eyes, "One would think you are the one who needs a hobby, old man,"

Another rock assailed from the bushes, this one hitting his shoulder; Don't make fun of my age!

Javert groaned and turned around and began to walk away, fishing out his letter as he went, before a fourth rock came flying at him, Javert, however, learned from his mistakes and quickly ducked out of the way. After if landed, Javert approached it, reading it as it lay on the ground; You know, Javert, maybe you should visit 'Jean Valjean's' grave as well.

"24601, since I know you're here, why on earth would I do that?" Javert asked, throwing the rock back in the direction of which it came.

"Because I need to keep you busy in order to get a head start back to Paris!" A voice cried as the person attached to it leapt from the underbrush and bolted.

Javert watched, stupefied as the figure leapt the fence and darted out of sight, "Well, there's no point in me going after him," He muttered forebodingly, opening the letter,

9. Don't forget your date.

Javert groaned miserably.

Who knows? You may enjoy this woman's company, besides, I have a wedding date already set.

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I'm kinda late this week, but I saw Sweeney Todd at the Fox a week ago!!! So my craze is renewed and the Sequel to The Misadventures of the Musicals is coming soon!