Hey, happy mood. Yippee. Question, tell me what you think about this, sory that's what my Mum sings when I ask her a question. How many kids do you think Eponine and Enjolras should have i was thinking four, five perhaps six? i can just picture them having a big family,and do you think they should get married before kids or have a kid or two and then get married, or should they just not get married? Should their children have French names or English ones? I don't own anything. Enjoy. This is more of a Eponine, Grantaire and Combeferre chapter. Huge storm just about to happen here, British weather, hey. A conversation that won't be appropriate for younger children so just beware. This is late June time now, Eponine is twenty, Enjolras is twenty two and Roche is twelve. Taire are twenty and Fer is twenty two.

Updated 17/07/14

Eponine is twenty.
Enjolras is twenty two.
Gavroche is thirteen.

'Pon, can I ask you a question? Only if you don't mind though '. Taire and Eponine were the only ones in the apartment, everyone else was at work or in Roche's case out with Courf and Enjolras at their work, Roche went to the school they both worked at. Surprisingly, everyone was incredibly proud of Taire at this moment in time, he hadn't had a drink for five days now, which was like a year for him.

'Sure you can Hun,'.

'When you charming Father wrote you that letter, the one that was found in your flat, what did he mean when he said that Montparnasse misses you keeping him warm?'.

Eponine froze, it was a part of her life she didn't like talking about, had never talked about, but this was Taire, a Taire that had been sober for five days now. A Taire that she had know for years, slept with on one occasion and was know like a brother to her. 'Um Montparnasse is three years older than me, he used to, pay my Father and then my Father would' Eponine stopped talking and a few hot tears escaped down her cheek. Taire moved to sit next to her, and pulled her into a hug. 'Hey Pon I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you'.

'I know you didn't, but I need to talk about it, I never had and I think it would help me immensely if I did, that is, as long as you're okay with it. I don't wanna put this on you if you're uncomfortable it'.

'Of course Pon, if you need to talk about, go for it, I'll listen and I won't judge. Hell. I don't think I'd be aloud to judge'.

'My Father turned me into a prostitue when I was fifth teen, it started out as just Montparnasse but then it turned in to all of his crime gang, drugs got involved and then, and then I tried to kill myself. Thats when I ran away when I was seventeen, I couldn't take it anymore. That's what my charming Father means'. By now tears were pouring down her face and she was sobbing in to Taire's shoulders, ruining his shirt, He was rubbing her back soothingly.

She sat up 'I'm so sorry Taire'.

'Hey, it's okay, I'm the sorry one, I wouldn't have asked if I knew you would start crying, I'll be back in a minute, yeah?'. She nodded and Taire went in to the kitchen and came back with cans of diet coke and Haagen-Dazs Rocky Road flavour ice cream. He handed her a spoon and they dug into the ice cream while all Eponine's tears went away.

'So, you and Fer, how's that going then?' She asked, not to be noisy but because she generally cared.

'Things are going okay, although there is one thing I'm a bit cautious about. Well not cautious as such but more worried about'.

'What is it?'.

'I think Fer wants to go to the next er, stage in our relationship and I don't know if I'm ready yet'.

'Okay, well how far have you gone?',

'Well we've made out, all be it heavily made out and given each other blow jobs but I don't wanna give him every thing just yet'.

'Then don't, tell him you want to wait, he'll understand, and if he don't he doesn't deserve you. I mean you've been together three months. I say wait until five months'.

'Sound advice Pon but I don't think we'll last that long. It's different now from when we were younger, when it was all just casual sex'.

'Taire, it means you've grown up'.

'Thanks Pon'. She smiled as the door opened and Fer walked in and sat down next to Taire, he took the spoon off him and had some ice cream.

'How was work?'.

'Boring, no one needed to talk to me today'. Fer worked as a school Psychologist in a nearby secondary school. Eponine was a performance and art student who taught ballet, contemporary and guitar on the side to make extra money. Enjolras had finished university and got a job teaching English in the secondary school Roche went to.

Enjolras walked in the apartment, 'Hey Pon how was your day?'.

It was moments like this that made her smile.

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