Hey everybody! A few things before I start this chapter:

First, I'm sorry that my updates aren't so frequent. I'm not actually home all that much.

Second, I'm gonna start a thing. Since all of Les Amis are dead, Eponine and Marius are, at some point, going to make new friends, enemies, and, eventually, so will their children. So, I thought I'd make things fun here. If you want to, you can submit an OC (I'll post a form at the end of the chapter) in a review (and, please, by review only. Please don't send them to my through PMs, I've tried that in the past and it's really hard to find them after a while. Sending them via reviews make everything much easier, I cannot stress this enough.) and they may end up as a character, and you'll receive an honourable mention.

Third, there is no third.

Disclaimer: I don't own Les Misérables or the characters.

Eponine woke before Marius that morning. She smiled as she looked at her sleeping husband, who still had his arms wrapped around her. They were married... it was almost hard for her to believe. She had dreamed of this for so long and, now, it was no longer just a dream. They were really married... It gave her a wonderful feeling. She watched him sleep for a moment. She was almost amazed, stunned even. Not so long ago, Marius had loved Cosette, he had never even thought of Eponine in that way. And now they were married. Okay, so maybe it wasn't as simple as that. She had nearly died and she had been left to rot in a prison cell for a while. Marius almost ended up with Cosette, almost didn't find out that Cosette had lied, that Eponine hadn't died. If it hadn't been for Monsieur Gillenormand, she would have died, Marius would have ended up with Cosette, and she would not be in Marius' arms, watching him as he slept. Eponine was eternally grateful.

She rested her head against Marius' chest and closed her eyes, soon falling into a light, comfortable sleep. She woke an hour later, around the same time as Marius.

"Good morning, beautiful." Marius softly murmured, resting his chin on her bare shoulder. Eponine smiled and turned her head to kiss him on the cheek.

"Good morning, mon amour." she replied. Marius held her a bit closer, causing her to smile again.

"My God, you're beautiful." he said to her before kissing her softly and lovingly.

"I love you."

"I love you too, ma chère 'Ponine." He trailed kisses down the side of her face, then down her neck to her shoulder. She smiled and then wrapped her arms around him, pulling him even closer.

It was almost noon when Marius and Eponine finally got out of bed. After they got dressed (Gillenormand had made sure that the closets were filled with clothing), he took her hand and led her to the kitchen. There was a cook there who had already prepared some brunch for them.

"You two go and sit down, I'll bring the food out to you." said the cook, a plump woman in her early fifties with neat grey hair and dark brown eyes. Marius and Eponine did as told and walked into the dining room and took a seat, side by side and still holding hands. He kissed her cheek softly, causing her to smile. She rested her head against his shoulder just as the cook started bringing out their brunch: eggs and bacon, as well as some fresh fruits. "Tuck in." she said with a smile before heading back to the kitchen. Eponine had to force herself to eat slowly. Even though she had stayed with Marius for weeks prior to the wedding, she still wasn't used to having three meals a day. Her brain still told her to eat while she could, that she might not get a chance to eat for a while. Marius watched her for a moment, guessing what she was thinking, knowing how she had lived in the past. The thought still saddened him, but he knew–and so did she–that Eponine would never have to return to that life. The past was the past. Marius would never let his wife go hungry. Eponine could see, out of the corner of her eyes, that he was watching her, and she turned her head to smile at him. Marius smiled back, before starting to eat.

After they ate, Marius led Eponine out to the beach. They were the only people there, despite it being a nice, sunny day. Marius suspected that his grandfather had something to do with it. Eponine looked around in amazement. She'd never been to the beach before, especially not one as nice as this one was. The sand was soft and almost fluffy, the water was a clear, clean blue, with a lot of waves, and the view was simply amazing, breathtaking even. Marius smiled at the look of wonder upon Eponine's face. He took her hand and they walked on the sandy beach.

"The view is beautiful." Eponine said, breaking the comfortable silence. Marius smiled,

"It truly is." but he was not looking at the horizon, he was looking at her. Eponine noticed this and smiled. He turned and brought his hands up to gently cup her face. He kissed her softly, tenderly, and lovingly. She kissed him back fervently, wrapping her arms around his neck. They shared a smile before pulling back slightly, their foreheads still touching. "I love you, ma chère 'Ponine."

"I love you too, mon chou-chou." she replied. Then she grinned and, kicking off her shoes, she said to him, "Race you to the water!" she turned and ran towards the water. Marius kicked off his shoes and chased after her. He reached the water just after she did and he grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, causing her to laugh. They were only about ankle-deep in the water. Eponine lifted her skirts slightly and walked a bit deeper, Marius followed, not even bothering to roll his pants up. Once they were about knee-deep, a playful grin appeared on Eponine's face.

"You're planning something, aren't you?" Marius said. Eponine merely grinned even wider in response. Then she splashed him. Marius laughed and splashed her back. Thus, a splash war ensued, with both of them getting even deeper and even wetter as it continued. Eventually, they were both about shoulder-deep and pretty far out. Well, Marius was shoulder-deep and Eponine was standing on the tips of her toes. "Perhaps we ought to head back." Marius said. Eponine nodded. The two started back slowly (Eponine didn't know how to swim, she'd never had any reason to learn), but then a large wave crashed over them. Marius was able to swim back up after the wave pulled them both under, but he noticed very quickly that Eponine had not resurfaced. He quickly dove under the water and looked around for her, his vision blurred by the water. He caught sight of her struggling to swim back up and quickly swam over to her, grabbing her arm and pulling her up. Eponine coughed, a bit of water coming up. "Are you okay?" Marius asked her worriedly. She nodded. Relief spread across Marius' face. They started, once again, heading back to shore, but this time, Marius kept hold of Eponine, not taking any risks.

By the time they had gotten back to the beach house and changed into dry clothing, the cook was nearly finished making dinner.

Marius looked at Eponine once they both had changed, a slight smile on his face. She returned the smile and walked over to him, wrapping her thin arms around his waist. Marius hugged her back tightly.

"Marius?" she murmured.

"Hm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Marius?"

"Yes, love?"

"I won the splash war."

"Of course you did." he said with a smile before kissing her softly and sweetly.

I hope you liked it! This fanfic is probably the fluffiest thing I've ever written ever.

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