The day had finally arrived. The day of the revolution. They day Paris would rise and overthrow the government. Enjolras could feel the passion in his veins, he could felt the passion of the people, he felt the victory that he was so sure would occur. How could they fail? They had been preparing for this all their lives.

"Gather all the furniture you can! With the barricades theirs no way we can fail! Vive la France!" He screamed. Every man women and child in the streets of Paris seemed to rally with him. Furniture flew from the apartments above. The wind seemed to cry for freedom. Enjolras had never been more satisfied with anything.

Marius on the other hand could only think of his dear Cosette. Although they had proclaimed their love for each other the previous night, she was now gone, without a word. "It must be she does not really love me, and I will die at the revolution because I cannot live without her." He thought.

A boy in a cap approached him, he could not place the small boy, but something in his brown eyes was familiar.

"Monsieur, it's me, it's Eponine, I want to fight! I want to fight with all of you!" She said under her disguise.

"Eponine go one him this is no place for you! You may get yourself killed!" He said grabbing her wrists and pulling her away from the barricades.

"No, no I want to be here. You're all my friends I'd like to fight with all of you." Eponine said. What she really wanted was to die with Marius, no one needed her in life, and she would be happier dead.

"Alright just be careful Ponine, promise me you will." He told her.

Eponine only smiled and walked away. She told Enjolras she would fight with them, thinking he would be glad.

"No Eponine stay away! This is no place for you! Please Eponine stay away." Enjolras demanded.

This shocked Eponine. He was even letting her 12 year old brother fight for the cause because he wanted to. "Please Enjolras, I want Paris to be free!" She enthusiastically replied.

"If that is true you may stay, but save yourself not the boy." He sternly told her.

"Oh my brother can take care of himself I assure you." she said laughing, but Enjolras' face remained stern.

"Not that boy" he told her. With that her smile dropped and her brown eyes wandered. She turned and walked away.

Suddenly the march of the French military could be heard. The click of loading guns rang throughout the street. " !" screamed Enjolras.

The world seemed to go in slow motion. Eponine couldn't hear or see anything, except the gun pointed at Marius' chest.

"NO!" she screamed. All the sudden all the visions of them dying together were shattered. She didn't want to die with him, she wanted him to live, she wanted him to be happy, she wanted him to experience a life full of love and joy. Without thinking she grabbed the barrel of the gun pointed at Marius and pointed it towards her chest. She felt a piercing pain do through her.

"Eponine please no!" She heard someone scream, but the voice was not Marius', it was Enjolras'. It was too late though, she fell to the ground. The fighting began to die and the military retreated. The barricade boys cheered. They had survived their first battle. She waited. She just wanted him to hold her as she died.

"Eponine my god what's happened to you!'" Marius gasped as he saw her frail bloody body.

"Oh really it's nothing, they were going to kill you, they had a gun at you and everything. But I grabbed it. I couldn't see you die. Oh here is a letter from Cosette. I should have Given it to you. But I thought we all might die here! So I didn't see a need really. I guess that was rather selfish of me but I'm not a good person Monsieur, you've told me yourself. But now you are holding me and it is okay, I don't care for anyone else Monsieur, anyone but you!"

Marius took the letter from her hands. "You'll live! You know Joly? He'll fix you! Eponine you won't die!" Marius said holding her.

"Joly! Joly! Save her!" He screamed. Joly came and took the girl from his arms.

"Wait Marius! I love-" but she didn't finish and he didn't hear. Eponine could feel herself fading and she hardly felt the pain of Joly operating on her. Marius was safe. She had done it!

Enjolras watched from a distance. He held back tears. Courfeyrac tried to comfort Marius, Enjolras approached them. "She's the first to fall, but she may be still alive, even so, we'll fight here in her name."

Marius looked up. "Her life was cold and dark yet, she was unafraid." he murmured.

"I know." Thought Enjolras. "Believe me I know."

When Eponine awoke, she was in a small apartment she had never been in before. There was a bandage around her chest and she had been changed into a simple shirt and skirt, raggedy and old like she always wore.

"Ah you're awake!" Joly said stepping into the room. "Enjolras will be glad to hear that.

"Enjolras? Eponine asked confused. "What about Marius? Is he alright?"

Joly suddenly looked uncomfortable. "Well um, no one's seen him, which is probably a good sign, but he vanished."

"He's alive I know it!" Eponine said with such confidence Joly nodded in agreement before stepping out of the room.

Enjolras then walked in. "Eponine I told you to mind yourself not that boy." He said coolly. "I know you must love him very much but please, don't die for him."

"HA!" Eponine said jolting up. "What would you know about love? A marble statue they say you are. Too good for love. You live for France only. You wouldn't know anything about love because you've never been in love." Eponine began to laugh, a wild crazed laugh.

"You don't know anything about me Mademoiselle." He said keeping the same straight face. "Just because I don't believe it has any use doesn't mean I've never felt it."

Eponine was still laughing. "A marble statue? In love! Please the thought of it!" Now her face became grave, "You don't always know what you're talking about. You're not always right. Poor little Eponine knows lots of things. Marius is probably happy with Cosette right now? I bet he went to her during the revolution as soon as I gave him the note from her, as soon as I kept him alive for her. Why would I do that. Because I can't be happy if he is not, I can't be happy if he is dead."

Enjolras only looked at her. "You must be an angle to do all that for another person."

Eponine's face became more serious than before. Her brown eyes dropped to the ground. "No, I'm the devil but it's all the same to me."