Enjolras arrived to the barricade after his little tack over the area, he had bad news.

Marius and Éponine listened to him when he arrived.

"Go… you tell me later" she said smooth and kissed her friend's cheek. Marius listened to his friend and he got out.

He saw Enjolras was anguished, and that face anguished to all the revolutionaries that left.

"We are the only ones left. The other barricades withdrew. I need to know if you want to stay to fight for France or if you want to leave. It's fine if you leave but I need to know that decision now" he said.

Nobody talked, nobody left.

The next day their final battle came in. Éponine was locked with the same women that were taking care of her, immediately she heard that noise and she was desperate because she couldn't help her friends on the battle, she wasn't feeling pain anymore and her wound healed but in spite of it the women didn't allow her to leave because they wanted to be safe. But then she found a way to go out. There was a blood bath with almost all the revolutionary people dead. She looked for Enjolras but she couldn't find him anywhere.

"Enjolras?! Enjolras! Where are you?! Marius?! Enjolras?! Anyone! Please!" she screamed.

She heard something at the Musain. It could be him! But he wasn't alone a few more persons were with him.

"The soldiers" she murmured with her eyes wide open.

The next thing she did was run into the Musain really desperate, but it was too late. She listened to a shot.

"Oh no. NO!"

The soldiers went away and she hid so the soldiers couldn't see her. Then she ran to the meeting room.

Of that joyful place the only things that remained was rubbles, ashes. But still, she could see Gavroche singing with Courfeyrac, she could see all celebrating and dancing, Grantaire drunk and Enjolras really quiet reading at those books about politics. Now she was heartbroken, she had nothing now. She had Azelma, but she didn't know where to found her, and now life wasn't life at all.

She sobbed and she was about to go nowhere.

"Épon…ine…" a weak voice called "Wh… at are you… do… ing…here?"

She turned her head at the moment she listened to that voice.

"Enjolras?" there was him; lying on the floor with his eyes on her "Enjolras!" she ran to him and held him tenderly. She touched his cheek and she started to weep "I thought I've lost you forever! Thank God!" she kissed his lips and his forehead.

"Those soldiers don't know how to shoot straight" he murmured, she laughed in spite of her tears "I think Grantaire didn't had the same luck as me" he regret "He died by my side"

Enjolras and Éponine looked beside them. There was the joyful Grantaire bleeding in an arm and with his eyes closed. Both got sad and stared each other painfully. They stayed silenced for a while.

"I love you mademoiselle" he sighed and touched her "I'll fight for my life, for both of us, for you"

"I love you too Enjolras and I'll make every little moment between us lasts forever, because I don't know how many time we are going to have together"

He smiled and they kissed.

Then a miracle happened.

"Ugg… go to another room, here is another wounded man, please" Grantaire exclaimed.

Both of them turn their heads. Grantaire was alive! But…. How?! But that wasn't the only surprise; they saw Joly was limping supporting himself with Courfeyrac and Bahorel.

"Oh God!" Éponine exclaimed feeling so much joy. She stood and hugged her friends. Then, Éponine said desperate to her friends that all must l look for the women that took care of her when she was wounded for them to help Enjolras and Grantaire. Her friends helped her to carry Enjolras and Grantaire while they were looking for the quacks.

Instead of finding the quacks they found someone else.

"Éponine?!" Azelma exclaimed and ran to her sister's arms. She was so happy when she saw her alive and then she saw her friends, and specially Bahorel. She couldn't believe it, the 2 persons she loved the most were alive. She felt happy, but at the same time she was tormented, Gavroche wasn't there, so she supposed that he couldn't survive. "Sister… Gavroche…?"

Her sister face confirmed everything she suspect and she stayed quiet while she was regretting and feeling heartbroken about Gavroche.

"Oh… Azelma" she murmured and she kissed her sister's forehead, they were both crying with mixed emotions.

Enjolras coughed and the sisters reacted. Éponine stared at Courfeyrac, Joly and Bahorel.

"Could you take them to Enjolras's house while my sister and I look for the quacks?" Éponine asked to her friends.

They all agreed. Azelma and Bahorel smiled to each other, Éponine approached to kiss Enjolras's lips and caress his cheek.

"I love you. I'll see you after a while" she murmured.

"Yes" he could say.

The sister separate from their friends and went to look for those quacks on the ashes that remained of the barricade.