Part One: Chapter Four
Author's Note: Hi guys! I just wanted to let you know that the next two chapters will jump ahead a lot. I'm doing this because I'm trying to wrap up part one since it isn't the main part of the story. It is merely background information. I should be finishing part one in the next two chapters, then it will be the main part of the story. Hope you enjoy!
Several Months Later
Enjolras and Eponine made their way to that night's meeting. It was the last meeting Eponine would attend for a while. Enjolras had asked that she say home from then on because she was very much pregnant and the crowds were becoming rowdier. He didn't want her to get hurt accidentally.
They stepped into the café, and Eponine saw Giselle smiling at them from across the room. Eponine kissed Enjolras before going to sit at a corner table with Giselle.
"I feel as big as a house," Eponine grumbled, sitting down in a chair.
"Oh, it's not that bad," Giselle said.
"That's what Enjolras told me, but I think you're all lying to me to make me feel better."
Giselle just laughed. Eponine leaned back in the chair, resting her hands on her large stomach.
"You won't be laughing when you're like this one day. Tired, huge, and incredibly emotional. I feel sorry for Enjolras. I cry so much that he doesn't know what to do with me. He probably thinks someone kidnapped the real me and brought him a crazy version of me!" Eponine exclaimed.
"I'm sure you're not that bad."
"You give me too much credit," she smirked.
Soon the meeting began, and Eponine watched the rowdy crowd, feeling right at home. She loved the meetings and was going to miss them greatly. She looked over at Giselle and saw a worried look on the young girl's face.
"Is something wrong, Giselle?"
"Eponine, is this going to lead to a fight? Are people going to die?" she asked timidly.
Eponine reached over and gripped Giselle's hand.
"Probably so," she responded.
"Are you not worried about that? You are about to be a mother, and your husband is the leader of all this. Are you not concerned about what this might mean for your family?"
"Of course I am worried, but Enjolras and I have lived this before, and so has Courfeyrac. I have to trust that Enjolras will be OK, and he will come home to me when this is all over. You have to do the same."
Giselle looked at her warily, then turned her attention back to Enjolras's speech.
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After the meeting, Enjolras and Eponine both sat on the couch reading by the light from the oil lamp. Eponine sat the book down and looked at Enjolras.
"Tonight Giselle asked me if the meetings would lead to revolution."
"What did you tell her?" he asked.
"I told her that it probably would. Was I right?"
Enjolras nodded, "I think so. Things have gotten pretty tense."
"I was afraid you'd say that. Please be safe, Enjolras."
"I will. If we fight, I promise I will come home to you and our baby," he said, placing a hand on her stomach and kissing her forehead.
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A Few Weeks Later
Enjolras sat beside their bed where an exhausted Eponine lay sleeping. He smiled down at the small bundle cradled in his arm, at his beautiful, newborn daughter. She was the most precious thing he'd ever seen. They named her Libertè because it meant freedom and that is what they wanted for her. Even at only a few hours old, she looked so much like Enjolras. She had wispy, golden hair on the top of her head and bright blue eyes. Even her nose, lips, and other facial features resembled him. Libertè started to fuss, and he carried her into another room so she wouldn't wake Eponine. He rocked her back and forth and within minutes, she was fast asleep. Enjolras went back into the bedroom and sat down with Libertè still in his arms. He watched his wife and daughter sleep peacefully, a slight smile creeping onto his lips.
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A few days after Libertè was born, Eponine was sitting up in bed holding her, and Enjolras was reclining at her bedside. There was a knock at the door, and Enjolras got up to answer it. Eponine heard voices in the living room, and then Enjolras returned with Courfeyrac and Giselle behind him.
"We have visitors," he said.
"We couldn't resist. We had to come see the baby," Giselle grinned.
"Would you like to hold her?" Eponine asked.
Giselle nodded, and Enjolras leaned down, scooping Libertè up in his arms, then handing her to Giselle.
"Oh, she's gorgeous!" she gushed.
"She looks just like you, Enjolras!" Courfeyrac exclaimed.
Enjolras nodded, "Her name is Libertè."
"Libertè Rousseau. She is destined to do great things, I know it," Courfeyrac smiled.
Giselle handed Libertè back to Eponine. They stayed a little while longer, giving Enjolras and Eponine company other than each other.
After they left, Eponine thought of something and turned to Enjolras.
"Have you told Antoinette?"
"Yes. She's not able to come visit us right now, but she said she would come as soon as she could," he said.
Eponine nodded, "That's good."
Enjolras slipped into bed beside her, even though it was the middle of the day. He wrapped his arms around Eponine and Libertè, sighing.
"We have a very good life, don't we 'Ponine?"
"Yes we do," Eponine agreed.
Author's Note: This one is shorter, but the next one is going to be much longer! Please review and let me know what you think. I love getting reviews! Thanks for reading!
~loislane16