Gavroche noticed his presence first. He ran over to the gates.
"Gav, where are you going?" Courfeyrac said, chasing him.
"We have to get R," Gavroche said.
Courfeyrac stood shocked, as he realized what was happening.
Combeferre smoothly took control, leading the group down to Enjolras's apartment.
Maximilien was used to seeing his parents in charge. He was used to see his parents being strong and smiling, even when they looked sad. So, when his mother screamed and his father started crying at the sight of Uncle R, his world turned upside down.
Marius hugged Éponine as she shook with crying. She clutched his shirt and buried her face into his chest. Enjolras was sitting down, his head in his hands. Musichetta had run to get a doctor, but they knew it was too late. Grantaire's chest wasn't moving, and his skin was pale. Cosette was trying to find his pulse, but failed.
The doctor came and confirmed their fears. Grantaire was dead. The doctor was unsure of the cause, but he said it might have a result of his drinking, his leg, and his old barricade wounds.
The funeral was short and simple. Maximilien was confused as to why they didn't burry him in the common graveyard. Instead, they were walking out of town and to a meadow. Flowers were blooming everywhere. Josephine and Charlotte held hands as they ran through the flowers. Josephine was worried about Charlotte. Charlotte had been really close to Grantaire, and was devastated when he died.
The two girls stopped when they came to an odd looking rock. "It has a name on it," Josephine said, stepping closer. "C-c-combe-ferre. Combeferre."
"Here's another one," Charlotte said, looking at the tock next to it. "Cour…fey…rac. Courfeyrac."
"Look, the next one has Jehan on it and the one after that is Feu…fu…feu—"
"Feuilly," Musichetta said as the adults and Maximilien caught up to them. She looked down the row of the eight tombstones. "Then it's Bahorel, Bossuet, Joly, and Gavroche."
"Gavroche…" Maximilien's eyes went wide.
"They're friends of ours," Enjolras said, softly. "We're burying R with him, right next to Gavroche."
Éponine picked up Charlotte, who started to cry again.
"Bad timing, R," Combeferre told the new addition.
Grantaire sighed and stared longingly at Enjolras. "Why did I have to die now?!"
"Come on, the others want to meet you," Combeferre said, putting a hand on his shoulder.
Grantaire nodded and followed Combeferre. He turned back around to see one more glance at Enjolras, "I'll wait for you, Apollo."