Being in a cryotube wasn't very fun. Actually, it wasn't really... anything, given the fact that Eponine was unconscious. But hey!

Suddenly, she could feel warm air on her face, warmer than the deep freeze she'd been put in for... how long? She didn't know. All she could remember was Helga the lion... scratches... darkness...

"Is she alive?"

"Yes, sir. She's mostly healed of her wounds, which is why she was put in, sir."

Eponine's eyes fluttered open. She was in a dimly lit room, laying down on some sort of hospital bed. She couldn't distinguish much but a counter with technical stuff she didn't care about on it, and a shady looking character standing by the door as the other guy left the room.

"What's your name?"

Eponine didn't answer. She didn't trust this guy- he was much too shady for her taste.

"That's an order, ma'am. Tell me your name."

She sat up, glowering at the shady guy. "Charlee," she half lied. It was part of her name.

"Where are you from, Charlee?"

"France."

The shady guy sighed, knocking on the door. "We've got the wrong person, Conners. Open another cryotube. This girl's French."

Eponine frowned, crossing her arms. "Excuse you, Mr. Shady Guy. There's nothing wrong with French people."

"We need a superhuman," Mr. Shady Guy informed her. "You're not."

"I totally am! I am the definition of super!"

But another cryotube was already being opened. Eponine looked around, paused, and jumped out of the bed, darting down the hallway to the chamber of cryotubes. The guy they were defrosting looked eerily familiar... but how?

This was not what she wanted. This was not what she planned.

"Joe?"

Joe Enjolras, the fake father of Christophe, coughed and wheezed for a moment, then looked at Eponine skeptically. "Epo-"

"Charlee. It's Charlee."

"The hell are you doing here?" With ease, Joe knocked out both guards and walked over to her, completely ignoring Mr. Shady Guy's stunned expression. "Haven't seen you since you got fired from Taco Bell."

"Jerk."

"Drunk."

"Pimp."

"Whore."

"Good to see you, too, buddy!" The two hugged.

"But really, what are you doing here?" Joe inquired.

Eponine- or, rather, Charlee- shrugged. "Beats me. What about you?"

"Eh, well, Christophe's real father flogged me to death." He frowned at the memory, walking around his cryotube as he spoke. "So I was given a transfusion of superhuman blood. Then I got transported to the future in some crazy random happenstance, and was taken aboard a superhuman starship. I was first officer to those crazy bastards! But they don't like superhumans, I guess, because the last thing I remember was being attacked, and... well, here we are!"

Charlee nodded. "Well, at least you're not alone in the future! I have no idea why I'm here, either!"

With that, Charlee and Joe skipped past Mr. Shady Guy and down the hallway, off into the distance, in search of their destinies.

Or maybe Christophe.

Suddenly, Charlee noticed a strange object in her pocket. She stopped skipping, pulling it out- it was a phone! Better yet, it was Courfeyrac's! She recognized it by the scratch marks and the Legally Blonde sticker on the back. Frowning confusedly, she flipped through the contacts, gesturing at Joe like hold-on-bro, and decided to call Jehan.

Lucky for her, Jehan was off duty and in his quarters when she called. He hadn't used his real phone in ages, so it took him a minute to dig it up, but once seeing the caller, spazzed and answered. "EPONINE!"

"Shhh, it's Charlee now. Um, hi?"

"Eponi- Charlee, Charlee, Charlee! I have to tell the others-"

"Bro, calm down!" She laughed nervously. "Where are you guys?"

"Oh, we're in space!"

Charlee almost dropped the phone. "... You're what?"

"In space!" Jehan responded enthusiastically. "We're all in the future now, in case you haven't noticed. So we enlisted into Starfleet! Most of us got assigned to the Enterprise under Christophe- he's the captain. The rest of them are on the Farragut, but we hear from them a lot, and sometimes they visit!"

Charlee hadn't heard anything past Starfleet.

Her inner Trekkie proceeded to die of happiness.

"So where do I sign up?"