Chapter twenty-one

The wedding

"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may-"

Eponine didn't hear the minister's final declaration as Enjolras pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She boldly threw her arms around his neck as Grantaire and Marius whistled at the two of them. Enjolras broke the kiss and rested his forehead against her. "Did this really just happen?"

"I think so." She giggled. "Grantaire and Marius must think I've drugged you to get you up to the altar."

"Oh but you did!" He said. "Your kisses are the most potent I've ever tasted."

She gave him a shove. "Enjolras, you are such a tease." He pulled her close for another kiss but she pushed him away. "No more kisses until you dance with me."

"Why you little-"

She took his arm. "I think there's going to be another wedding soon."

He rolled his eyes as he took her arm and guided her towards the garden. "And who's the unfortunate groom?"

"Grantaire."

He laughed. "Grantaire? And what girl do you invision him getting tied to?"

"Chantelle." Eponine smiled as Enjolras laughed at her. "He's in love with her, I can tell, he just doesn't know it yet."

"Eponine. We didn't know that we were in love until it was too late, what makes you so sure that he's going to marry her?"

"I just know. Just like I know in three months I shall be coming to you and saying that I'm expecting."

He frowned. "Expecting what?"

"A baby."

He laughed and pulled her under a tree. "You, Eponine, never cease to amaze me."

She chuckled. "I hope so." She bit her lip for a moment before asking. "Enjolras, will you promise me something?"

He nodded. "Anything in the world."

"Adyna." She cleared her throat. "We have to find her. Will you help me?"

Enjolras nodded and pulled her against his chest. "I promise, my love." He kissed her forehead. "Now, shall we get through this day before facing another adventure together?"

She wrapped her arms about his chest. "I don't know. I kind of like being here."

"Well," Marius's voice came from behind them. "there you two are. And Eponine, you promised me the second dance."

Enjolras frowned. "You did?"

She kissed his cheek. "Yes darling." She walked away. "Now, shall we have our dance?"

He caught her by the arm and yanked her back. "And after today, no more dancing with, or kissing anyone but me."

She smirked. "Possessive."

"Very. And don't you forget it."

"I won't." She extended her hand towards where the other guests were. "Well, off to life together?"

"Yes." He took her arm. "But I'm leading and you're following. All life is a dance, and since you love dancing so much, let's see how well we go dancing through life."

"I will, but when you stumble, I will guide you on the right foot again."

He laughed and rubbed her head. "Where's the girl? The spoiled, egotistical brat I once knew?"

"She's gone forever Enjolras. I promise. Your girl, the one you helped mold, she's here to stay."


The end. THANK YOU EVERYONE! I haven't had so wonderful and sweet a reaction to my stories since I joined up almost two years ago. The sequel, 'When I look at you' the first chapter is up for those interested.