Javert looked back and remembered. He remembered plunging into the seine and believing death was the only way that he would finally be free of a lifelong burden of misery.
This wasn't exactly the case he was saved after his jump. A man by the name of Father Zinc, who was taking a late night stroll to clear his head and pray for the lives lost in the June rebellion, jumped in after him and pulled him out. As for Jean Valjean Javert, at the time, hadn't any clue what had happened to him. He figured he lived out his days with his daughter and died. He was wrong about that also.
Jean Valjean was worried. He hadn't seen Cosette in two years in fear that Javert would still want to hunt him down. He was very unaware that by attempting suicide this was Javert's odd way of freeing him. Jean still spoke to Marius once in a while in secrecy as Cosette wasn't allowed to know he was still around. He was beginning to doubt his purpose on earth as well now that Cosette was so far apart from him. In this time Cosette and Marius had their first child, who they Jean-Patrice Pontmercy. Jean wondered if he would ever get to meet him.
Marius Pontmercy was happily married to the love of his life, Cosette. They had been married for two years at this point and they had their first son and Marius couldn't be prouder! Still the day Valjean left was always in the back of his mind. On their wedding day he had told Marius that he was actually a convict and there was a man after him and he needed to disappear… Marius came up with a plan saying Valjean wanted to see the world and travel but Cosette wouldn't buy it. Two years had passed and every night she asked about him. It would never end either.
Cosette was beside herself with joy. She got to look into the eyes of the man she loved, she got to experience being a mother. Jean-Patrice was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to her, painful but worth it, he had his father's freckles and her nose but his eyes were a mysterious light blue that came from neither her nor Marius. Everything she wanted was there except her father. The man that had saved her from starvation and fear, who she always could be sure of, was now a world apart and she didn't know why. Her husband didn't even have the decency to be honest about why he was gone.