On a lonely barricade, in the rain, Eponine Thenardier closed her eyes at last. But what if, as the rain dried on the pavement, she had opened them again?

Okay, so I know there are so many fanfics of Éponine's death, but I love that scene and just had too write one for it! Please read and review to tell me what you think, also if you think it should be extended into a multi chapter fanfics! K because there is death and I'm paranoid.

His lips pressed against hers passionately and his arms wrapped around her waist. She kissed him back eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer to her. He kissed her neck and then picked her up and carried her to his bed. Marius Pontmercy was drunk. Very drunk. Eponine Thenardier tried to ignore that and live in the moment.