When one door closes another opens leading you down a path you didn't think was even possible. Friendship, love, revolution and of course new beginnings. After all anything is possible.
AN: I am SO sorry that this short thing is what you all will be getting as my "come back" chapter. The last few weeks of school were absolutely insane but guess what?! I AM FINISHED! I am no longer a college student which is super weird and it still really hasn't hit yet. I plan on updating this every tuesday! Thanks for everyone's kind words and sticking around. I hope you enjoy the next chapter and as always let me know what you think!
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No one ever knows how special a day is until it is lived or how a day will change the course of history. Today was one of those days where history was beginning to change and for the better. Outside of General Lamarque's house a group of people had begun to gather around Les Amis as they began to speak about fighting for their rightful freedom.
The boys were more than happy to see that Rosalie was going to have a speedy recovery and it didn't stop her from coming out to fight for France's freedom. One in particular was rather joyous that her incident didn't put out her flame and he just so happened to be standing on a few crates in a bright red jacket.
They were all passing out pamphlets while Enjolras and Marius began to speak. When she could no longer see Gavroche, Rosalie began to worry until Courfeyrac pointed to where the small boy was running towards the market square. "He's going to see if he can bring more people to listen."
Rosalie nodded. "I'm still going to go after him." She took off running towards the boy calling his name to try to get him to wait for her.
Enjolras looked towards Courfeyrac to get some kind of answer once he noticed Rosalie's back running from the rally. Courfeyrac just shrugged and continued to speak with the people. Marius noticed his friend's worry and nudged him to get his attention. "I'm sure she'll be alright, Enjolras. You can't keep her from the market forever."
Gavroche was too quick for Rosalie. He had darted in between the thrum of people in the square and she could no longer see his blonde head. She had forgotten how busy the square could get, especially when the higher class came through to buy their supplies. She was nervous that she would run into her father but she couldn't see him anywhere.
"Rosalie!" A voice called and Rosalie froze thinking that her father had in fact found her but soon she saw her uncle waving at her.
A smile broke out on her face as she pushed her way through the crowd to get to her uncle. The two shared an embrace once Rosalie was behind his stall where he was selling his current harvest. "Oh Rosalie, I received your letter. I was hoping to come and find you once the market shut down. I got help for your father. You don't have to worry about him for any longer."
Rosalie threw her arms around her uncle once more. "Oh uncle that is joyous news! Thank you!"
Her uncle smiled and patted Rosalie on the back. She was like his own. He never had any children and Rosalie was the closest thing he ever had close to a daughter. "So tell me, is the friend you're staying with one of the boys you've been telling me about?"
Rosalie looked down, a blush tinting her cheeks. "Yes, he is. He's been a proper gentleman uncle. Nothing has happened and his mother is delightful. It's honestly just like having my mother back."
He nodded, squeezing her shoulder. "That's good to hear. I'm glad you've found a better place. Maybe you could come out to the country for a visit soon, hm?"
Rosalie smiled. "Of course, uncle! I'll see what I can do."
"Rosalie!" A small voice called out and when Rosalie turned to look she saw Gavroche riding on the back of a carriage.
"Oh, I must go!" She gave her uncle a quick hug. "I promise to write!" She called as she ran back towards General Lamarque's home.
The number of people attending the rally had grown since she was last here tremendously. They nearly filled the entire street in front of Lamarque's home, nearly blocking any travel down it. "When's it gonna end?! When we gonna live?!" People cried out and this caused Enjolras' eyes to spark with excitement that he was actually getting through to people.
Seeing the look on his face, Rosalie beamed and Eponine couldn't help but to notice. She nudged her playfully. "Someone has their eyes set on our fearless leader." She teased.
Rosalie blushed, not hearing what Enjolras had to say. "I do not."
But then Eponine didn't respond. Rosalie turned to her friend and followed where the brunette was looking.
"General Lamarque speaks for the people here below!" Marius exclaimed.
Rosalie returned the nudge she had received from Eponine. "It seems like you're quite taken with one Marius Pontmercy."
"I am not." Eponine replied which caused both girls to break into laughter. Both knew the truth of their feelings but weren't willing to admit them.
Courfeyrac climbed up onto the crates and whispered something into Enjolras' ear that made his face drop. This wasn't good news. How were they supposed to accomplish anything without Lamarque? "Lamarque is ill and fading fast! He won't last the week!" Enjolras shouted out towards the people.
All of the amis looked towards their leader and then towards the home behind him. They were all in various stages of shock but they all knew one thing, this news was not good. "With all the anger in the land, how long before judgement day?" Marius asked, breaking the brief silence that had fallen over the group.
This seemed to get Enjolras back into gear. "Before we cut the fat ones down to size? Before the barricades arise?!" When he was looking out around the crowd he saw the police ride towards them. He tapped Marius' chest and when Marius took notice they hopped down from their crates.
Rosalie had heard the horses whinny before she saw them. They were all trying to get out of the road before Inspector Javert began to arrest them all. Eponine had already left her, she could see her friend pushing her way through the crowd to get as far away from the police as possible. She decided to just go along with the crowd and try to stay up right as they pushed and maneuvered their way to get to a side street.
A hand wrapped around her waist and she turned to see Enjolras' golden curls. A small reassuring smile flashed across his features before he began to shout "Vive La France!" with the rest of the crowd. Rosalie soon joined in as she followed Enjolras' lead on getting out of the group.
Once there was enough space for more than just small steps, Enjolras tugged on Rosalie's hand. She turned around and soon the two began running through the streets of Paris to the Café Musain. They were the first ones there to reach the room. Running on pure adrenaline at the moment, Enjolras picked Rosalie up and spun her around before setting her down. "That was the best one yet, Rosie!" He exclaimed.
Rosalie giggled, still in a bit of shock at how she was just spun around by Enjolras of all people. "I knew you had it in you. Now we just have to wait for a sign for the revolution to truly begin."
Enjolras nodded, his face returning to his usual stoic features. "Yes, yes that's good. We just need a sign and we'll call on the people of France and we will once again fight for our freedom and this time we will truly become free."
