"EPONINE" yelled a harsh voice somewhere in the distance, which could only belong to her father.

"Shit" Eponine whispered under her breath.

"Did you lead someone here?" accused Tyce.

"No I swear, I didn't it is just…"

"Papa?" asked Gavroche.

"EPONINE" her father's voice called again.

"No, it's not papa" responded Eponine to Gavroche. For now it was best that her father and mother didn't know she had found Gavroche and that Gavroche forgot about her parents. For some reason they didn't want Gavroche anymore and she didn't want to think about what would happen if they knew Eponine had found him. "Gavroche I have to go, but I will be back very soon."

"Yes, I think that would best" answered Tyce, obviously feeling stressed by the situation but not wanting to alarm the boys. Gavroche looked up at his sister with sad eyes full of a sense of betrayal.

"I promise Gavroche, I promise." As she stood up she kissed Gavroche on his forehead, like her father used to do to her. After she walked over to Tyce, grabbed his arm and dragged him out of sight. This aggression obviously came as a shock to Tyce as he did not have time to fight back and did not say anything until she let go of him.

"Pardon me, what was that for?" He asked, shaking out his arm.

"EPONINE" Her father called again.

"And who is looking for you?"

"It is my father."

"But you told Gavroche…"

"I lied, listen Tyce I obviously don't have much time." She grabbed his hand and pressed the other Franc coin into it holding onto his hand firmly and looking him straight in the eyes as she said "you take care of my little brother you hear, you watch out for him."

"What do you think I have been doing?"

"Of course you're right, thank you, but use that money for the boys, and watch out for Gavroche, he's small."

"He's strong" Tyce retorted back. Eponine smiled.

"I need you to do something for me."

"EPONINE!" Her father was getting closer.

"Hit me." Eponine said.

"What?"

"Hit me… across the face." Tyce stared at her confused. The Eponine who stood before him now was very different from the Eponine that had come begging to see her brother. "DO IT." He raised his fist punched her across the face causing her head to whip to the side. "Nice arm" Eponine gasped, taking a moment to collect herself before running off. As she was running she ran straight into a well-dressed boy of about 14 years who seemed to be whistling.

"Pardon me Monsieur" Eponine said as she walked away. He grabbed her arm while she passed.

"Are you ok?" He questioned, the young man seemed concerned after seeing the state of Eponine's face. Tyce must have done his job well if a mark could already be seen, her cheek sure sung enough.

"Yes I'm fine Monsieur, but I really must be going." He released her arm and she ran off and he walked away in the direction that Eponine had from.

"EPONINE!" She heard again, very close this time. She paused to catch her breath before calling back.

"Papa" A few seconds later her father rounded the corner and called to her.

"There you are darling, I've been looking all over for you."