YEEESSSSS MIDTERMS ARE OVEEEER! Oh my goodness I'm so happy that it's all done. So yeah, Sorry I havent been updating, but you will get a surprise tomorrow, so yeah, CHAPTER 6!

It was a bitterly cold night that yet another Revolution meeting was scheduled, and all the men were already fairly tired from the riot earlier. But, nonetheless, they all knew it was important, so at 7:47 that night, Enjloras was the first to arrive and immediately started making notes for the meeting. Feully entered after a while, followed by Bossuet and Jolly. The four of them sat and drank while waiting for the others. One by one they all arrived, all but Courfeyrac. Finally, after half an hour, the young man came running into the cafe. They all quickly noticed the absence of a short blond child at their friend's side when he spoke up.

"Gavroche is gone."

Enjloras immediately stood up

"Gone? What do you mean gone? Where was he?"

"I don't know, he told me to meet him at the elefant tonight and i waited for half an hour, but he never showed."

Worried whispers were passed around quickly

"We have to find him!"

"Where could he be?"

"Have you seen him?"

"I hope he's alright..."

"OKAY!"

Enjloras finally quieted them.

"We need to go out looking for him, hopefully he just forgot about it."

Courfeyrac knew better: "Enjloras, he never forgets."

"I know." he said. Turning to the others he spoke "Alright! Let's go!"

and they all hurried off to find the smallest of the Amis...

I'm honestly temped to leave you with a cliff... hmmm nah, I owe ya'll for not updating in a while.

They'd been searching for hours and still saw no sign of Gavroche. They were about to give up when suddenly a yell was heard. They all quieted and listened... Then another sound was heard, not angry like the one before, but a cry, almost a scream. They all knew who it was and took off running in the direction of the cry. They were getting closer when suddenly there was a horrid Scream that could only come from their little friend. They were all white faced and they stopped for a short second, but they immediately continued. Finally they turned a corner found their sweet little friend half conscious and bleeding quickly. They all ran towards him just as he fell over, but Enjloras ran after the man that had the knife in his hand.

"Joly, is he alive, please say he is!"

They all watched in suspense as the young medic gently turned the boy over and felt for a pulse.

"He's breathing, but barely, we've got to get him to the cafe, we stay there a lot, and i have my bag there."

"I'll carry him." Courfeyrac volunteered. They all backed away and watched as their friend picked up his most treasured thing in the world, and cradle the small boy.

Lol I'm so mean to ya'll. But I gota do stuff, so yeah byeeeee.