Visitor and danger

They were woken up by someone banging on their door as if his or her life depended on it. Enjolras got out of bed and opened it, it was Azelma. She looked terribly thin except for her stomach that was visible because her dress was almost completely torn to pieces. Then Éponine remembered why that was, she was pregnant.

'What happened?' She asked.

'Montparnasse refuses to let me see a doctor for our baby. When I tried to sneak ou' to go to one anyway he caugh' me, so I ran.'

'But how did you know we were here?'

'I saw you in his arms and followed you, though' you were dead. Gavroche didn' look too great either. Where's he?'

'In the graveyard of the local church.'

'Oh, but how? And how did you get hurt?'

'She saved my life,' Enjolras said, 'and Gavroche tried to save us all when he got shot at the barricade yesterday.'

'What, you were at the barricade?'

'Yes, we're the only ones that made it out alive, together with two other men.'

Enjolras knew the others couldn't have survived, but felt his heart breaking a little bit when Éponine said this, he had gained some hope during the night but now realized that was dumb of him.

'Lucky you!'

'Well, not really, we lost all our friends, we lost our brother and we're probably wanted by the police.'

'Who cares 'bout Gavroche, he was a useless kid anyway.'

'He was not!' Courfeyrac interrupted, 'He was the bravest little boy to have ever walked on this earth.'

'Who are you?'

'I'm Courfeyrac. Gavroche was like a little brother to me, one that I did love.'

'Azelma why did you come here again?'

'I need a doctor for the baby. I've been bleeding and I heard you say your friend was a medical student a couple o' days ago, but I guess he's dead now anyway so I'll leave again.'

'No, he's the other man who's not dead. Treat him with respect, he saved my life and he'll be able to safe yours and your baby's.'

'Sure, where's he?'

'Next door.'

Courfeyrac went to get him and Azelma took her chance to interrogate Éponine about her relationship with Enjolras. Éponine didn't let anything loose. Then she started asking about the barricade and Éponine, suspecting she'd tell Montparnasse, who'd tell the police, again didn't say a thing.

Then Courfeyrac entered with Combeferre.

'Well, I don' mind 'im examining me.' She said.

'Hello, mademoiselle Azelma. I am Combeferre. What can I do for you?'

'I'm pregnant, but I've been bleeding on and off for the last couple of days.'

'I see and how old are you?'

'I'm fourteen. Why?'

'It might have to do with your young age, but it is more likely stress. Has anything been too much for you lately?'

'Yes, since 'Ponine left father is making me do everything for the gang. Then again, I don' want to blame her, she didn't know when she did.'

'And may I ask how your clothes have come to be torn in this state?'

'I had a fight with 'Parnasse and then I had to run after you all.'

'Well, I recommend resting as much as you can throughout the pregnancy.'

'I'll try. If I were you I'd leave soon, could be 'Parnasse followed me.'

'What? Didn't you learn anything from hiding from papa?'

'It's hard to be discreet when you have to follow a coach by foot and every time I tried to hide I got caught on something.'

'Nevermind, we'll leave this afternoon, but first I want to visit Gavroche, I do not want to leave here before I've done that.'

'I will come with you.' Enjolras said, 'I don't want you to be alone.'

She knew he also wanted to come because he felt guilty, while he shouldn't. They then realized they were still in their sleepshirts. They sent everyone out and Azelma went back, hoping that Montparnasse was still there and she would be able to send him in a wrong direction.

Enjolras had to help Éponine in her dress and is still very clumsy, especially when he had to tie her corset. It took them long, but when they were ready they took no time to leave.

At the graveyard they found Gavroche's grave in no time as it was the only fresh grave there. When they stood in front of it Éponine broke, heart-wretching sobs coming from her mouth. Enjolras supported her, fearing she wouldn't be able to keep standing on her own.

'Your child was very loved.' They suddenly heard from behind them.

'He was not our child, but yes, he was very loved.' Enjolras told the woman.

'Oh, was one of the two men here last night his father then?'

'No, he was my brother, but the man with the darker hair from yesterday was like his father. He looked after him when our father put him out on the streets.'

'But he seemed so young.'

'He was. Our father is not the man you would be able to call caring.'

'Were the streets too much for him?'

'No, he was shot during the rebellion yesterday. So was I, but I somehow made it out.'

The woman looked shocked to discover this.

'Oh my, are you the heroes that tried to overthrow the king?'

'Yes.' Enjolras said.

'Do not fret monsieur et mademoiselle. The people here think you are, in fact, heroes and-'

She got cut of by Thenardier pushing her aside.

'So you're alive.'

'Yes, papa.'

'Where's the useless lil' brat? What was 'is name, Gavroche.'

Éponine pointed to the grave.

'Did you truly just forget your only son's name?' She asked.

'Yeah, it's been a while.'

'Go away.'

'No.'

'Then we will.' Enjolras cut in and dragged Éponine away.

When they got to the inn they told the rest they needed to go, quickly. They didn't have any stuff and the sleepshirts had been provided by the innkeeper, so they were able to leave immediately. They were lucky. A coach was almost ready to leave. They got in and left without saying a word. If only the people in the next town would be this nice.

A/N: I know I haven't updated in way too long now, but I've been studying. Now I've had all my tests and it's nearly summer vacation so I'll be able to update more frequently again! I hope you like it so far and feel free to review it!