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The Thenardiers immediately made their way over to Marius and Eponine. Both were dressed rather ridicuously in very bright, unattractive clothing. They were clearly supposed to be disguised, but Eponine and Marius weren't fooled. They saw through their disguise rather easily. Eponine stared at her parents with pure loathing in her eyes. They didn't seem to noticed. Thenardier smiled at Marius,

"Pardon me, Monsieur, but I seem to have forgotten where we met. The Chateau Lafarge, was it not? Where the Duke–" Thenardier started. Eponine cut him off.

"Save it." she said, glaring at him. "You are not le Baron et le Baroness du Thénard. You are my parents and you are not welcome here." Thenardier smacked her across the face and she stumbled back. Marius immediately stepped forward and punched him hard, his fist colliding with Thenardier's nose and breaking it.

"Don't ever do that again." Marius hissed, a threatening edge in his voice.

"500 francs and we'll never bother you again." Madame Thenardier said. Marius thought about this for a second and then looked at Eponine.

"Do you think she's telling the truth?" he asked her.

"Probably not." she replied. Marius looked back at the Thenardiers,

"Get out." he told them. Thenardier took a step towards Eponine,

"You insolent little bi–"

"I would advise you not to finish that sentence." Marius said coldly. "Get out and don't even think about ever coming back."

"Then we're taking our daughter with us." And Thenardier made a grab for Eponine, but Marius stepped in front of her protectively.

"You will never lay a hand on my wife ever again, Monsieur. If you try again, you will regret it. Now go."

"Give us 500 francs and we'll leave, we'll move to America." Thenardier said. Marius sighed.

"Fine!" he said, and he gave them the money. The Thenardiers, pleased with this, left and would never bother them again. Marius turned to Eponine again, "Are you alright?" he asked her. Eponine smiled and then kissed him.

"I'm just fine." she murmured against his lips. Marius wrapped his arms around her. "Great, actually." He kissed her deeply and lovingly, holding her close to him. She smiled again. "I love you, Marius."

"I love you too, ma belle."

...

It was not much longer before the carriage arrived to bring them to Monsieur Gillenormand's beach house in Mantes-la-Jolie– where they were going for their honeymoon. The wedding guests waved goodbye to them as the carriage started to move. Marius and Eponine sat next to eachother in the carriage, holding hands with their fingers intertwined. Marius pulled her into his lap and kissed her softly. Eponine smiled and kissed him back.

"Monsieur and Madame Pontmercy..." Eponine said, as if trying out the words. She smiled, "I like it."

"As do I." said Marius as he absentmindedly played with her hair.

"How far is Mantes-la-Jolie?"

"Just under four hours away."

"So we'll get there around 8?"

"About that." Marius said with a nod. Eponine moved so that she was laying down on the seat, her head in Marius' lap. "Comfy?" he asked her. She nodded, grinning. Marius leaned down and kissed her softly. She kissed him back, running her fingers through his hair as she did so. "I love you so much."

"I love you more." she replied with a grin.

"I love you most."

"Prove it."

"I shall." And he kissed her again, this time softer and deeper; gently and fiercely; slowly and fervently. The kiss was filled with love and a fiery passion and when Marius pulled away, Eponine pulled him back, refusing to let him go. Marius laughed slightly and continued the kiss. This time, neither pulled back until they remembered that they needed to breathe. Breathlessly, they stared into eachother's eyes. Words were not needed to communicate the love between them. He kissed her forehead softly and murmured, "Angel..." Eponine took hold of one of his hands and brought it to her lips, kissing it.

...

The rest of way to Mantes-la-Jolie was spent in much the same way: kissing, light conversation, and amiable silence. When they arrived, Marius stepped out of the carriage and then held out a hand to Eponine, helping her out. But her feet had barely touched the ground when Marius picked her up bridal style and carried her into the beach house. Eponine didn't argue, but only kissed him again, with much passion and fervor. Her tongue entered his mouth and the kiss deepened. Marius carried her into the bedroom and, without breaking the kiss, set her down on the bed. Eponine pulled him on top of her.

The rest of the night was bliss.

Marius was still awake long after Eponine drifted off, curled up against his side with his arms around her and their bare skin touching. He smiled as, in her sleep, she draped an arm across his stomach. My God, she's beautiful... he thought as he watched his wife sleep. She's absolutely perfect... He thought back to what they'd just done, smiling as he remembered. It had felt right, like they were meant to be together. Their bodies fit together perfectly, like two corresponding pieces to a puzzle. He loved her, really and truly, just as she loved him. And we will never be apart. This thought made him unbelievably happy, for it was true. They were married, they were husband and wife. They would be together forever and for always. Everything was as it should be.

"I love you, Eponine Pontmercy." he murmured before falling asleep.

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