Epilogue N1 – for goodshippers ( timeline set between chapters 4 and 5) Warning : hilarity ensues!

"Marius, you are an idiot!"

"Come on, Inspector, that's old news indeed! You call me that at least once a week! High time to think of some new , fresh insult for me!"

"Do not flatter yourself, young man! No more than once a fortnight, I believe!"

"Do you write it down in your journal each time, then? Besides, M. Javert, today is a special day for us, and as we all have gathered to celebrate…"

"Well, considering today's festivities, I'll make a slight alteration to my previous statement: Congratulations, M. le Baron, I am happy to inform you that you are an idiot!"

"All right, all right, Inspector, but do at least enlighten me, what wrong have I done this time?"

" As if you don't really know!"

"You won't believe me, but I don't. Moreover, I believe you have just claimed my intelligence to be non-existing…"

"Sarcasm doesn't become you. And don't digress from the point! How could you, pray, to name your child – your first-born- Jeanne-Emilie, of all names?!"

"But what's wrong with it, M. Javert?"
"Everything is wrong with it!"

" I beg to differ. It sounds quite nice.."

"Nice?! If you wanted the girl's name to sound "nice", you had better name her after some sentimental ladies' novel heroine!"

"With all due respect, Inspector, we are not the Thenardiers to name our children after "ladies' novels heroines! "

"And so you decided that it would be a good idea to name the baby after two most unlike people possible?! Euphrasie, you are a sensible woman, do tell your husband to change his mind!"

"Umm, actually, Monsieur Emile, that was originally my idea…"

"So much for your sensibility then, young lady! And don't give me that look! What were the two of you thinking about?! What if the poor girl has an identity crisis? What if, getting older, she has got a split personality? And if she doesn't inherit Valjean's and my own virtues, but quite on the contrary? And if she, God forbid, grows up to be a blonde?!"

"Oh no, M. Emile, it won't do to think of future in such a gloomy way! Why not think of something positive, as, for example, there will now be another living soul to care for…"

"Exactly! See, you said it yourself! Just what I need – another soul to care about! As if that big furry disaster wasn't enough…"

"That "big and furry" being has got a name, by the way, Inspector!"

"…As if the dog wasn't enough, now your foster brother has got it in his head that I, of all people, am a good choice of a mentor! I believe I now see him even more often than the two of you do! And now , above all, a newborn Mlle Potmercy!…Yes, of course I am a man of duty! If that hideous name remains, I will be responsible for her well-being, no matter what. But if you think it's a good idea to make me babysit…."

"Oh, M. Emile, now that you have mentioned it yourself, there is indeed a point we wanted to dicuss with you , concerning our daughter…"

"Yes, Inspector, the point is that we – Cosette and I – would be happy to have you as Jeanne-Emilie's godfather , as we really couldn't think of anyone better suited for…"

"WHAT?! You….I…."

"Salut, folks! What's the matter? Sorry, but your faces aren't exactly festive…"

"Oh, Gavroche, you came at last! Do sit down. No , nothing bad, it's just Inspector got some problems with digestion…but I hope it will pass soon…and,oh, you have brought company with you?"

"Well, sort of. That's my friend, Nicole Garnier, she's in my year at school, only in the girls' class. Nicole, that's my foster sister Cosette, and her husband Marius, and that's Inspector Javert – he's a cool guy, despite his being a cop! - you'll see when you get to know him better…Oh, by the way, hello , Inspector! Wow, that's weird, I thought Tossaint's cooking always agreed with you!"

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"Well, of course I care for your state of health. We are all a family here, by all means! Oh,salut, Cadeau, look what I've got here for you…"

"Perhaps it would have been better for me if I had been shot at the barricades!", was Javert's somewhat incoherent thought before his passing out…