If We Had Survived... (Enjoltaire)

Chapter 14

Marius had agreed to take a walk with Enjolras, mostly because it was his suggestion in the first place, but it was a pretty big mistake.

Cosette had come along, she had said she wanted to see how Enjolras was doing, but Marius suspected that she also didn't want to be around the dead body much longer.

They walked through the street where the barricade had been, to find nothing.

Nothing but the faint remnants of shrapnel and red stains on the floor.

"It's sad, isn't it?" Cosette asked, her arm in Marius', "Seems to me that they have a great way of cleaning things like this up,"

Enjolras nodded, and Marius could guess what he was thinking from the look on his face. He had failed at a revolution, been the cause of so many deaths. But what he didn't see was that Les Amis could've back out at any time, but they didn't.

"Do you think they'll start another revolution in a few years?" Marius asked.

"If they do, I'll be alongside them," Came the reply.

"Shall we move along?" Cosette asked, "There's no good being held in chains by the past now, is there?"

"She's right,"

And so they had walked along the streets, the streets Eponine and him used to run down, the streets where he met Cosette for the very first time.

And that's when things started to go wrong.