::Eponine::

a/n: read, review, and THIS STORY IS AU SO GET USED TO IT!!!!!!!!

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Eponine tore out of Pierre's house and ran all the way back to the hut, a sick feeling in her stomach. She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed, and the images wouldn't leave her mind. She slammed the door behind her and sank down to the floor, her back up against the wood. She heard rain start to fall outside, matching her emotions with uncanny irony.

Eponine pulled her knees up to her chest and closed her eyes, cursing under her breath. Se couldn't bring herself to cry, but she couldn't do anything else. She was numb and unaware of the loud knocking that was taking place outside.

"Eponine?" She heard Enjolras's voice from the other side of the door, pulling her out of her silence.

Eponine stood and opened the door slowly, staring at Enjolras, who was now soaking in the pouring rain.

"Can I come inside?" He said loudly over the rain. Eponine nodded and backed out of the way.

"Did you see it?" Eponine asked softly.

"See what?"

"The baby." She stated monotonously.

"No. But it's healthy, as far as I know." Eponine let out a sigh of relief and collapsed onto a chair.

"They're dead." She announced sadly, speaking to no one in particular.

"I know." He answered just as miserably. A silence hung in the air, thick enough to be cut by a knife. Eponine stood again and walked over to Enjolras, pulling him into a hug. They stood like that for some time before Enjolras leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips.

They kissed again, this time longer, and one kiss led to another until they were doing far more than kissing.

Eponine awoke early the next morning, but she didn't want to open her eyes. She sighed deeply and stretched, her eyes still forced shut. She couldn't remember ever feeling more relaxed after a night of sleep. It wasn't until her hand brushed against something that she realized she wasn't alone.

Her eyes flew open and she shot up, bringing the covers up with her. She saw Enjolras lying next to her, and cursed under her breath. Slowly, she eased herself out of the bed, praying he wouldn't wake up. Silently reprimanding herself, she pulled on her clothes, fastening her black belt over her shirt haphazardly and jamming her hat on her head.

The sudden movement in the otherwise still room woke Enjolras up slowly. Eponine froze when he opened his eyes, she being the first thing he saw. He frowned and sat up when he saw the look on her face.

"Is something wrong?" He asked, getting up and wrapping the blanket around his waist. Eponine nodded.

"Well, um...yes-but I mean-" She sighed and blurted, "Oh god, we're so stupid!" She sat down on the edge of the bed, and Enjolras took a seat next to her.

"Do you really think so?"

Eponine put her face in her hands and released a shaky breath, obviously on the verge of tears. Enjolras reached out to touch her arm, but before he could, she said, "Don't."

He withdrew his hand and they sat in silence for a moment before she stood up.

"I'm going for a walk." She said softly, making her way over to the door. Enjolras let her go, watching her the whole time.

Eponine opened the door, sighing with her eyes closed as the cool morning air flooded her face.

A/n: I tried to make that whole scene (before the divider) subtle and not rated R, and I think I succeeded very nicely if I do say so myself. R/R and one last note:

BroadwayStar77: This chapter wasn't too...dramatic...was it?