Hey guys! I'm back with another chapter! Thanks so much for your continued support for both my stories.

Happy reading!

11:30 AM

Cosette sighed. She leaned back in her chair and rubbed her eyes. She could hear her father preparing lunch in the kitchen. It was not even noon and she was already exhausted. Planning a wedding was hard. Sure, she loved Marius, and she couldn't wait to spend the rest of her life with him, but honestly, did the color of the table cloths really matter in the grand scheme of life?

She trudged down the stairs, her head throbbing. She hadn't seen Marius in a week, which definitely weren't helping her stressed-out mood. While, yes, technically his injuries had healed, she knew he wasn't exactly ready to walk long distances again. So she was shocked when she saw him sitting at the kitchen table, grinning from ear to ear.

"Marius," she breathed. She broke into a run and threw her arms around his neck, drinking in the presence of him. She felt him stroke her hair as he hugged her and pulled her close.

Our of the corner of her eye, she spotted her father, awkwardly holding two plates. She pulled away from Marius's embrace and blushed, quickly grabbing her plate. The three of them sat with their meals in silence for a minute before Marius spoke.

"Um... Well, I suppose I should tell you why I came." Cosette eyes him curiously, slowly chewing her pasta. "I- I came to help you with the wedding plans." He stumbled over his words, eyes flicking over to the old man's face. He knew that the wedding was a sensitive subject for the man and he didn't want to say something that upset him. Marius offered Cosette a sheepish grin. "I figured I should have a little bit of say. After all, it is my wedding too." What he really wanted t ask her, was her plans for bridesmaids and groomsmen. He knew she didn't exactly have a lot of friends. Anne neither did he. Well, I did. He thought. But they're all dead now.

Cosette was overjoyed. She knew the wedding plans would go by much faster when she was planning it with the person she was actually in the wedding with. She didn't exactly have a mother to plan it with, and her father was not one for decoration. However, she knew Marius actually had a keen eye for design, and he would make the time pass much more quickly. She glanced at her father to see his reaction. He gave the couple a small nod.

After lunch, Cosette quickly dragged Marius into the spare room she had temporarily converted into a makeshift studio. Scraps of fabric and swatches of color lay strewn about the room. Marius looked past all of it and pulled Cosette into a deep kiss. After being apart for a week, he couldn't stand not being able to kiss her for another moment.

She let herself get lost in his kiss. Her fingers ran through his hair. "Only a few more days." She breathed, holding tight to the lapels on his jacket. When they finally pulled away, they looked around at the mess that surrounded them. With a laugh, they both sat down to plan their special day.

2:00 PM

Cosette placed the last item on her corkboard. After two hours of talking and planning, they had finally finished. Marius turned to Cosette for one last question.

"Cosette, what are we gonna do about our bridesmaids and groomsmen? I know you don't exactly have that many friends, and well, mine all," he choked back the word. "died".

Cosette frowned for a moment and furrowed her brow in thought. She had completely missed that aspect of the wedding.

"Well," she began slowly. "Well, I guess we won't have anyone. It'll just be us, all alone up there." She smiled. "With the preacher." He spun her in his arms.

"Just a few more days..."

11:00 PM

Jean Valjean stared into the glowing, crackling fire, deep in thought. His health was declining. He knew that. He knew that saving Marius would take a toll on his body. He knew that. He also knew that he didn't want Cosette to see him die. It would be too much for her. Her mother dying at a young age and now Marius's close scrape with death? It would be too much for her. He knew that. He didn't want to leave before the wedding. If anything were to happen, he wanted to make sure that arrangements could be made. But after the wedding, Cosette would be a part of Marius's family. He would have to wait till then. Disappear without a trace. He knew Cosette would be upset, but that would be better than watching him die.

Wouldn't it?

Just something a little bit fluffy before the wedding. Please review!

Love you all!