AN : So I managed to upload quickly, I'm pretty proud ! I don't think I will be able to do the same thing with Chapter 3... But who knows? Anyway thanks to everyone who reviewed, followed, etc. it trully means a lot !

Disclaimer : As shocking as it may be, I do not own Les Misérables.

She entered the magnificent building with the horrible flag on front of it. She did not look at it nor did she look at any other Nazi sign. She put her coat at the entrance of the greatly lightened room. It truly was one of the most amazing rooms she had ever seen.

It was greatly decorated with gold statutes and the great luster in the middle brought a touch of fairy tale that was destroyed by the uniforms of the people occupying the room. As she entered the room, she revealed a long red dress that matched her lipstick. Her hair was pinned up with a few waves, like most of the women in the room. She was soon given a cigarette that she tried to smoke as seductively as she could. She wore her best fake smile until a drunk German noticed her and gave her the money so that she could do her job.

This time, the Nazi had an imposing figure and already seemed pretty drunk. Maybe she could convince him to drink a few more drinks and get away with it. That was the best that could happen. Her father would never know as her client would not remember anything from the night before and she would still have the money. Yes she would definitely try to do that.

She knew that some women slept with Nazis just so they could get money and food. It was a fair trade: sex for life. Some women even seemed to take pleasure in doing that, after all, worse had been known to happen. But not her. Never her. Even though she was born a Jew and always had to suffer from the discrimination against Jews, she loved France. She was born here and Paris was her home. When she had heard that the Nazis had won the war in 1940 and that the French government was giving up, she truly was devastated. She wanted to continue to fight but as a Jew woman and also the daughter of Thénardier, she had been forbidden to fight. She was forced to starve herself during the day and try to find tricks so that she didn't have to actually sleep with Nazis at night.

The Nazi that paid her for the night, Hank as he said, fell asleep as soon as they entered his room, which was garnished with the best furniture of the period. Probably taken from some Jews. Just the idea of it made her want to throw up. But she did not have time to waste on these kind of things. She just dropped a few drops of her perfume on the pillow so that Hank could believe she had spent the night here and quickly left the room, and the building. She wanted to get home as soon as possible but fate decided otherwise as someone bumped into her.

"I apologize Mademoiselle, I'm in a rush and I did not see you. I hope you are alright." It was the voice of gentleman, she could tell it. But it was also a familiar voice. She quickly took a better look at the gentleman.

"Marius?" She said, overjoyed. God she sounded so pathetic "What are you doing here, the curfew is almost up!" Marius was a guy she had met at the Café she worked in during the day. He always appeared to be in a rush, and frankly a bit clueless but he was also a very nice man with a nice face. She had caught herself dreaming about being in his arms a few times, but she knew he never looked at her this way, even though they had become quite friends.

"Yes God I am very late to meet my friends" he replied.

"As always!" she teased "What are you going to do with them anyway, at this hour of the night? It is not safe." she truly did worry about him. So maybe he was the perfect gentleman and not the kind of guy to seem to cause troubles, but it was war and any suspicious behavior, especially going out late, could end up badly.

"I could ask the same to you. You usually are working at this time!" He of course had no idea of what her second 'job' consisted in but he had asked her a few times to meet her in the evening and she had to make up a job of waitress in a small restaurant to justify her absence. She made sure to describe the worst restaurant so that he would not want to eat there someday. One of her best lie she had to say.

"Yeah, well I had a night off. You still didn't answer me though, where are you going?"

"Well, I can't really tell you…" he noticed her hurt look so quickly tried to justify it "It's not that I don't trust you 'Ponine, you know I do, but..."

"Yeah I know, it's not your secret to tell." She interrupted him. She had asked countless of times and he wouldn't say anything about his whereabouts, still she hoped every time that he would trust her enough to share it with her. She deserved that much.

"Maybe one day you could come with me!" He exclaimed, as if the idea crossed his mind for the first time. It probably did she thought. "It is not my decision though, I will have to ask and you will probably have to meet one of my friends. And that is just the beginning of the procedure."

"Sounds serious." Eponine had long suspected that Marius and his friends met for more than just a couple of beers but she never told him. She was afraid of his reaction and that he would stop hanging out with her.

"Yes, I will talk to our leader and see what he decides" It was risky of course, but he knew Eponine. She was a tough girl and had even admitted to him one day that she had wanted to fight but her family decided otherwise. Maybe the Amis could give her the opportunity. Furthermore, a feminine opinion would do no wrong to them. "I really have to go though," he continued "maybe I will see you tomorrow at the Café!" And with that he waved her goodbye and left her alone with her thoughts.

She didn't know what to feel about being included to his group of friends. Sure, she would be closer to Marius, but they seem to meet a lot and she needed the money from her two jobs and could not afford to give them up. Plus, she knew that the activity of the group was not legal under the Nazi law and her life would be endangered. Not that she really cared, because as a Jew she was already in constant fear of being arrested, but taking action against the Nazis was something else. Life of other people would also be in her hands and she did not know if she was brave enough for it. She put her thoughts aside as she hurried to get back to her poor excuse of a home before the curfew was almost up.

As Marius entered the Café Musain, all the Amis stopped talking and welcomed him cheerfully. Enjolras was the only one with a cold glare, but then again it was what he usually did too.

"Glad you took the time to honor you with your presence Pontmercy." Marius swallowed. He was late most of the times and when he was not, he was not entirely focused. He had a good reason you see, a woman had entered his life. Cosette was the most beautiful angel, and he could spend hours just thinking about her eyes. Enjolras however, the marble man, did not stand to see Marius this way. They had a mission to save France and no time could be given to romance. Jehan, the poet of the group, always gasped when Enjolras said that but he knew that even if France was not at war, Enjolras would still feel the same way.

"Yes sorry I realize I am late but please carry on." Marius did not want to bother Enjolras and the whole group by asking him right away about Eponine. He would do it when the important subjects were taken care of and Enjolras would be a little less preoccupied about the French situation, if it was possible.

Enjolras continued to discuss the missions that were to come, telling each Ami what they were supposed to do. The meeting lasted two more hours and when everything was said they all stayed until the morning came. They could not go home because the curfew was already up but no one was complaining as they cherished the moments while they lasted. It was the only time of the day, or rather the night, when all the worries about the missions and Nazis were forgotten. They just drank alcohol together, discussing about girls and dreaming about better days.

Marius decided that it was the right moment to talk about Eponine to Enjolras. He knew he had to choose the right words so that Enjolras would not think he was giving away their secrets to anyone.

"Enjolras," he began "are we still looking for people to join us?"

Enjolras looked from the paper he was writing. He was a bit surprised since Marius never talked to him about the war when the meeting was over. "Yes of course we are. Anyone who is ready to save our country would be welcome, that is if they are trust-worthy. Why are you asking? Do you know someone?"

"Actually I do know someone. I don't know if she knows exactly what we are doing but she seems to want to fight and..."

"Wait, 'she'? Marius, don't tell me that you want your conquest to join us." Enjolras was already exasperated that Marius did not listen to him because of her, but she will be an even bigger distraction if she actually came to the meetings.

"No, no." Marius quickly said. "Firstly, don't call Cosette like that, she is not my conquest. If anything, she was the one to conquer my heart." He did not react to Enjolras' rolling eyes. "Secondly I was not talking about her. I have a friend who works at a café near my home and I think she would be perfect to complete the group."

"Our group does not need to be completed," Enjolras replied firmly.

"That's not what you said a few minutes ago."

"We need to be helped but not completed." Enjolras knew he was playing with words but he was really protective over his group. They were quite united and he did not want another person to come and destroy that.

"Yes well, anyways, maybe you should meet her someday and see what she is like. I'm sure you will like her, she has strong opinions and she really hates the Nazis."

Enjolras was not sure of including a woman in their group was the best of the ideas. She would be a distraction to the guys and she might want to soften them. They however, were in desperate need for help and maybe a different point of view would not be so bad.

"I will think about it Marius. Anyway you said that she did not know exactly what we were doing. You need to warn her but do not say too many details. You may trust her but I don't."

"Thank you Enjolras. I will speak with her as soon as possible." Marius was excited. He really thought that Eponine would be perfect for the group and could not wait to tell her Enjolras had almost agreed to meet her.

Enjolras returned to his paper, not wanting to waist any more time. He had a lot of things to take care of and the possible new recruit was not one of them for now. He just hoped that Marius would be careful and not take any stupid risk.

To be continued.

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Untill next time !