*Note: I do not own any of the characters except for the twins.

Chapter 19 – First Birthday

Paris, 7 AM, 8th of June 1834

Eponine's POV

It was the 8th of June 1834.
One year ago today, I gave birth to two little angels named Genevieve Joly and Fabian Joly.
Joly and I have a big party planned for the two of them.
Their uncles and aunties will be there and of course Cosette's papa too.
Joly and I had moved to a bigger house so that the twins could both have their own room and so we'd be prepared for the possibility of another child.
We had decorated the house and the garden already so we could have a little lay in before the twins would wake.
I woke up at 7 AM and smiled when I saw Joly, still asleep, next to me.
I leaned over and kissed his cheek.
His eyelids fluttered as he woke up.
''Morning, my love.'' I whispered in his ear.
He smiled sleepily as he pulled me into his arms.
''Morning, angel.'' He replied as he pressed his lips to mine in a kiss.
''I believe we have two little people to wake.'' I whispered.
Joly grinned.
''I believe so too, my love, but we have to get ready first.'' Joly replied.
I nodded with a smile and sat up.
''Do you want me to lay out your clothes while you're washing yourself?'' I asked.
Joly hesitated a bit.
''Well…I was actually kinda hoping that you'd join me for a bath.'' He said.
I smiled at him.
''I must admit that it's very hard not to take up that offer.'' I replied with a smirk.
Joly walked over to me and whispered ''Come on then.''.
I quickly grabbed clean underwear from our drawer and followed Joly downstairs into the bathroom.
He grabbed two buckets and walked into the kitchen to fill them with water then he put them on the stove so it'd be warm in a few minutes.
He came back soon enough and poured the water into the bathtub.
He slid into the water first so I could sit back against his chest.
I closed my eyes as I rested my head upon his shoulder.

Joly's POV

I held my angel as we bathed.
She rested her head on my shoulder.
I kissed her cheek and ran my hands over the curves of her body.
She was almost as skinny as she was before her pregnancy.
People wouldn't believe that she gave birth to twins whenever they talked about them.
The people thought we had adopted our twins back when they were still babies.
I chuckled to myself as I thought of the last time people were surprised.
Their mouths were agape and they just stood staring at Éponine.
Genevieve was starting to look more like Éponine every single day.
She had the same nose, the same eyes and the same mouth, but she did have my hair.
Fabian also had the features of his mother, but he had my nose.
I was pulled from my thoughts when I felt Éponine kiss my cheek.
I looked down at her adoringly and smiled.
''What were you thinking about?'' She asked.
'''Well, I was thinking about you and our children.'' I answered simply.
She smiled as she ran a hand through my hair.
I was just about to nuzzle my face in her hair when she stood up.
I looked up at her with a questioning look on my face.
''Come on, husband. We've got children to wake.'' She said.
I chuckled and stood up.
We dried ourselves and put our underwear on before going upstairs to wake the children.
We always waited with putting our clothes on just in case the children would splash water at us if we washed them.
We silently walked into the rooms of our children.
I'd wake my daughter and Éponine would wake our son.
I tiptoed to my daughter's crib and sang a soft birthday song.
''Bon Anniversaire a toi, Bon Anniversaire a toi, Bon Anniversaire mon chérie, Bon Anniversaire a toi.''.
She slowly opened her eyes and reached out to me.
I picked her up and smoothed her hair back.
''Bon Anniversaire, mon ange.'' I whispered as I kissed her cheek.
She rested her head on my shoulder as I carried her into the nursery to wash her and to dress her.
Éponine had already finished washing and dressing Fabian and had already taken him downstairs to feed him.
I layed my daughter down as I grabbed a rag.
I took her nightgown and diaper off before washing her.
I grabbed a new diaper from the upper drawer and put it on her before picking her up to let her choose her dress.
She chose her favourite dress.
Her pink dress to be exact.
It had white lace details.
I quickly put her in that dress and carried her downstairs.
It wouldn't be long till the Amis would arrive.

I'm so sorry for this rubbish chapter, but I felt the need to update this story since I hadn't updated it in AGES! I have been very busy with my other story and college work!