This is so extremely late, but I remembered reading this story so long long ago when it came out. Yesterday I was searching for it cause something reminded me of it and I just finished rereading it and it still moved me the way it did the first time. It was like reading a memory. This story has just been written so beautifully and I thank you for your work. I know you most likely don’t do much with this fandom anymore. But on the off chance that you find interest again I would love to read the sequel. I believe it’ll have so much potential, and I would love closure Les Amis of the future. Anyway just thank you for this story. You’re a great writer.

I'm sorry. I just can't read this anymore. I thought this fic was really good to start out, and I do commend you for redeeming Cosette's character after she acted like a bitch in her first appearance (What was that, Chapter Seven?) and the fact that while Eponine was clearly abused while kidnapped by the Patron-Minette, you didn't go into too much detail and left a lot of things to be implied, I simply just can't read it anymore.

I had quite a few problems with this fic before I reached this point, but Enjolras just snapping at Eponine like that was just the straw that broke the camel's back. I get that Enjolras was stressed about that new amendment to the constitution being passed, but my god, that doesn't warrant that kind of reaction. Nevermind the fact that I honestly can't see a law like that getting passed in 2014. (2016, maybe, but not 2014.) I also find it hard to believe that a law would get passed like that without any backlash. I mean, yes, Enjolras was shown to be upset, but no one else was. In fact, it looked like people were embracing the law when he and Eponine went to the cinema.

Also, the fact that Eponine didn't just up and leave after that just makes it worse. She should have, she was going to, but because this is a shipping fic she just accepted his apologies and all was forgiven. No, you do not stay with a guy after he snaps at you like that. I'm sorry, you just don't, and that is enough not to make me continue on with this fic. I wish you all the best with your future writing ventures, but this fic honestly just isn't for me.

I'm so sorry you had to go through that with your teacher! Honestly, some peeps are just set in their old ways and you gotta ignore them :) just keep writing, you're truly wonderful at it!

Soooooo... I'm writing something that kind of reminded me of this chapter (but you know, I'm always thinking about this story, so I get reminded of it a lot) and I was having trouble and I found the need to reread this for inspiration.

I don't know, it's been like a month, and I am still completely obsessed with this story. This is so awesome. I love this story so much! It never ceases in amaze me. Haha! Thank you for inspiring me.

But the ENDING! '"Goodnight, Eponine,' he murmured, 'I will always love you.'

"He let the words out in one final breath, feeling the last of the air escape him. Both their bodies stilled, silently and soundlessly. They stayed wrapped in each other's warm embrace, holding each other and never letting go. For now, their words were true, they would never let go."'

That is just too flippin beautiful. It's so gorgeous, and sad, and touching... This was a perfect ending, as you know I have said many times before.

I will probably reread the entire thing one day. I really want to. It just love it so much, and it keeps inspiring me. Thanks again for this great story!

Sorry, after rereading that, I just felt the need to comment again and reminded you how great an author you are. Love it! Stay awesome!

Like I said before, this chapter completely blew me away. I am utterly speechless. I never saw this coming, not even a hint of it. This was beyond all I could have dreamed, and beyond all I could have hoped for, and beyond all beauty I imagined.

I wondered before if Éponine would die in the modern world and return to 1832, which she did. I was relieved when I started reading this chapter, and she was alive in 1832. But, at the same time, I was heartbroken. The more I read, when Éponine “did not know whether to be joyous or cry out in anguish,” when she realized that she did not want this anymore but that she belong with Enjolras, when she started yelling at Fate, when she realized she had nothing left, I worse I felt. I just felt so dead and unsettled inside. Because what good was it? Enjolras was still in 2014 with his dead love in his arms, crying, and grieving, and probably unable to forgive himself, and Éponine was truly Worlds Away. She was alive, but all of her friends were dead, Enjolras was gone, and there was nothing left for her. Living might have been more torturous to her than dying. Like she herself thought and said. It would have been better if she died. When she heard the soldiers coming, she did not run, and I could not blame her. She had nothing left. Nothing at all to live for. She would be happier and better off if she was dead.

Then, she saw Enjolras’s body—and I feared she would—and she ran to him, and I thought that she would hold his body in her arms and weep over him, just like modern Enjolras was currently holding and weeping over her. I thought for sure that he was dead. But then he moaned, and I knew it he was alive!

This gave me so much joy, so much hope, at once. He was alive! I could not believe it. I never saw that coming once. I never dreamed at he would be alive. But he was, and suddenly everything was worth it. That was awesome. I loved the line: “It was destiny’s way of giving her what she wanted. Perhaps it was an apology to her.” So beautiful. This entire chapter was beauty beyond words. I cannot even begin to express to you how amazing this is. This is more than just a story. This is a masterpiece.

But I did not think he would remember her. I thought he would remember her only from 1832, and slowly his memory might come back to him if she saved him and they lived together in 1832. Again, I was wrong. He remembered! I could not believe it. He really remembered everything. Even when he said he remembered everything, I could not quite believe it at first. Not until they started talking about their life together in 2014, and about Nobel, and about the puppies… He really did remember her. It just hit me so powerfully. He remembered her. This was really him. They were together again.

Then I really thought, I was sure, that Enjolras was going to survive. I thought Éponine would save him somehow, take him to a hospital, and then they would both live happily together in 1832, and modern Éponine and Enjolras would meet up and be happy in 2014, and everyone would live happily ever after and in the correct time period. When Enjolras told her to lie down with him and she agreed, I was flipping out, like “What the heck is he thinking!? He’s delirious!? What is she doing!? He needs help! There is not a moment to spare!” And then Enjolras says, “‘Just a little rest now,’ he continued, his voice seeming more like a melody, a ramble of something to anyone, more so than just to her. ‘We shall go to sleep and when we wake, we will be in a new France – a new, free France.”’ Then, for the first time (maybe, I’m slow; or I was in denial again) and I realized what he meant. I realized what was happening. I realized that they both were going to die.
Another shock like a slam to the heart. These last two chapters were blow after blow, surprise after surprise, shock after shock, amazement after amazement. And I have told you before that those moments are my favorite moments in books.
It was maybe the most heartbreaking and beautiful, and powerful, and touching, a moving thing I have ever read when they lied down on the ground together, both of them hurt and bleeding, dying in each other’s arms, and were at peace, happy, to die together. That was beyond gorgeous. I cannot even tell you how awesome that was. And their words were beautiful. When they were talking about living together in a free France, and about seeing their friends again, even Grantiare, and about how they would finally be free to be together forever, and Éponine said “I love you” and Enjolras said “I will always love you,” and then they just die together.
Now I am getting emotional and upset again just writing this review. See what you have done to me!? What is this? This last chapter got to me the most, even more than last chapter. It was so sad but so happy at the same time. This was so powerful, and awesome, and inspiring, and beautiful, and even while they were dying it was hopeful and happy. Because dying is not the end. It is the beginning of a new life that will be beautiful and perfect, just like Enjolras said, and that is one of the things that touched me so deeply.

A few side notes, I loved how Enjolras was talking all old-fashioned, saying “pray tell,” and speaking the way Éponine spoke when she first came to 2014. That in itself was touching and beautiful. I love it when Enjolras said, “Why are you crying, ma chérie?” Again, that was another small thing that made my heart melt. This ending was just too overwhelming. I cannot take it. This was phenomenal. I wish I could somehow make you understand how good this was and how much I love it.

I hope so much that you do get around to writing the sequel one day, but even if not I am content. This story was more than I could ask for. This ending was bittersweet, but it was more beautiful than anything I have read before, and I love it so much. I went to bed not feeling empty and disappointing, like I feared I would when she died, but even when I was sad, I was so happy inside. I still am. This is awesome.

You should adapt this story and turn it into your own novel like you are doing with OHHH. Really. Please, please, please, consider it. That would be awesome. And I guarantee it will be huge. The idea, itself, is so original and perfect, and that ending is beyond all else. You could start at some time in history (it does not even have to be France) and show how Enjolras and Éponine and Marius met and all of that back-story, which he already knew because of Les Mis, and then after they all get shot (you could even make it a battle in the American Revolution if you wanted to!) have her transport through time, and there you are! It’s just a thought, but I think it would be awesome, and I really hope you consider doing it. That would be too incredible.

This whole story was incredible. This ending I never saw this coming once, and it was far greater than anything I could have imagined or dreamed up myself. This story will always hold a special place in my heart no matter what. This is without doubt one of my favorites stories, right next to OHHH and Coerced, if not my favorite of them all. OHHH and OWWW are so well written and beautiful, but this ending! It will be hard for me ever to find anything that replaces or compare with this story. I am so blessed and grateful that you wrote and I read this story. It has been a true privilege and pleasure. Thank you so much.

You have true gift, and I mean it. You have inspired me so many times now I havel sot count. You never cease to shock and amaze me in everything you write. Please, never stop writing. For me and for all of us, for yourself, never stop writing. Never stop believing in yourself. I believe in you.

Before I get into the emotion tumult of this, I will say that I loved the part with Combeferre and Enjolras talking, Combeferre saying he was happy for Enj, Enj saying she never said she loved him, them wondering if all girls were that way. That was really cute. I also loved that Gavroche and Éponine had the conversation about modern Éponine. At least, we know—or it is suggested—that things will work out, and that Gav will forgive her. I was very glad for that. Moving on.

At last, we arrive at the day, at the barricades, at what we knew was coming all along, what we feared and dreaded, what he hoped for with anxiety and eagerness, what we read holding out breath, because we did not know what was going to happen, how it was going to end. Let me tell you, of all possibilities, I never expected this.

I know I, myself, predicted before that Éponine would take a bullet for Enjolras, just like she did once for her love Marius. I even said that she might get shot at the rally and perhaps return to 1832. But now, when the time arrived, I never really thought it would happen. I never expected it. I never saw it coming. Like I said, I knew you planned to write a sequel, so I never dreamed at Éponine would die. Never.

This came as a complete shock. When I finished reading this chapter, I just stared at the page, feeling numb and empty inside, unable to believe what I just read, what you just did not me. This chapter tore out my heart. I could not believe it. I think I was in denial. To be honest, when I clicked the button to read the next chapter, I remember thinking, what more could possibly come next? It’s over. What more could she write a whole chapter about? I thought maybe it would show Enjolras grieving and trying to move on. I don’t know. Vaguely I wondered and hoped Éponine would return to 1832, but even still I never expected the ending unbelievable that you gave up. But again I am getting ahead of myself, so I will return to chapter 42.

When the rally began to get out of hand, I thought a repeat of 1832 was going to break out. A barricade would rise and hell would break loose. Then Enjolras told everyone that they had to retreat, and I sighed in relief. I really thought that he had learned from the past and that he would change the future. I thought that he was going to get Éponine out safely, and that they would survive to live together. But apparently Marius did not learn from the past.

He went to make a diversion, and I knew it was coming. Éponine saw him, and my heart dropped. I thought she would take the bullet for Marius and die. Then Grantaire saw her, and I sighed in relief again. I just knew—I thought I knew—that Grantaire would take the bullet for her. Especially when the guardsman aimed the gun at Enjolras, I thought Grantaire would die for Éponine and for Enjolras. I was so certain. I thought he would die in Enjolras’s arms, who would forgive him, and beg for forgiveness, and try to save him, and watch him die. I thought Grantiare would die in Éponine’s place, and then they would all be at peace. Enjolras and Éponine would be together, and Grantaire would be tortured by his broken heart no longer. Like Éponine in 1832, he would be happy to die in the arms of one he loved. I was so sure.

And the way you wrote it:

“‘NO!’ Éponine cried as she leapt up, stood in front of the gun, and grabbed ahold of it.

Grantiare leaped forward a second later with an outstretched arm to push her out of the way. ‘Ponine!’ he hollered…

and the guardsman pulled the trigger.”

You made me think so strongly that it would be Grantiare. I thought he had pushed her out of the way at the last second and he would take the bullet instead. But I was wrong. It was Éponine.

“She had stood up just in time, sparing Enjolras his life… sparing the life of the one she loved.” So I guess Enjolras would have died if she did not take the bullet for him. I thought maybe he would have survived since the guardsman was not aiming to kill, but no Éponine saved his life. She died saving Enjolras’s life.

I literally could not believe it as I read this. I was shocked greater than I had ever been shocked by any writing, any book. Ever. Now it was my turn to feel like you just “spun me in a circle, let me fall and then slapped me.” But it was a heavier blow, like a big boom in the face or the chest. I do not even know. I couldn’t believe it really happened. I was completely shocked, stunned, astonished. I couldn’t believe that she really died.

From the moment she was shot and until the very end, I just stared at the page with huge eyes and gaping jaw as I read this, thinking, “No, no, no, no, no! She cannot die! This cannot be happening! Enjolras is going to save her! They have to save her!” And at first I thought they would. When they called the ambulance and Enjolras was telling her to hold on, I thought—I hoped, I hoped desperately and longingly—that she would make it. Even when I knew it was too late, when Éponine was bleeding to death, and dying in his arms the same way she died in Marius’s, and saying words from “A Little Fall of Rain,” and making him promise the same thing she made Marius promise in the brick, even when I knew deep down that she was going to die, I could not believe it. I did not want to believe it. Until the very end of the chapter, I kept thinking and yearning that they would save her somehow. Even after she died, I wondered my desperate heart if they could take her to a hospital and get her heart to start beating again and save her. Not until those fateful words: “…and then he let her go.” That was when I knew it was really over.

God. Why? How could you do this to me? I have never been this devastated about a book before, for crying out loud! I was not get near this upset when Éponine, or Enjolras, or Jean Valjean, or Fantine, or any of them died in flippin Les Misérables! The book, the movie, the musical… You moved and touched me more with this story, this ending, than I think any writer ever has in all of my experience and all of my reading. Ever. I’m not even just saying this or making this up. I would not say this if it was not true. This just touched me so deeply, and shocked me and touched me so much.

This was so painful to read, yet so beautiful at the same time. The way Enjolras was holding her, and crying, and begging her to stay, and trying to save her. “Someone call an ambulance! Someone help her! Please! Please! Joly! Fix her! Save her!” This part, at the very beginning, already got to me so much. I could feel Enjolras’s desperation, and panic, and fear, and devastation… This was so painful and heartbreaking.

You broke all of our hearts. Know that. So congratulations at wounding all of your readers so deeply. I hope you’re happy. ;) Just kidding; even as sad as this was, this was incredible, and I could not ask for a better ending. But seriously, this was heartbreaking.

I forgot to mention, my throat was like constricting the entire time I read this, from the part where she got shot to the very end. I was defiantly sad enough to cry. I just kept reading. Numbly.

I love the way you interweaved the lyrics to “A Little Fall of Rain” as well as what Éponine said in the book as she died into this. That was absolutely beautiful. This scene was perfect. I could not have asked for it to be more perfect. I think I almost cried when I was reading this. My emotions were like overflowing at this point, but I was too shocked and numb to do anything but stare at the page and keep reading.

“You’ve given me so much.”

“I’ll give you more.”

“Stay with me till I am sleeping?”

“I’ll stay with you forever. I’ll never let go…”

Geez, woman, just kill me, why don’t you? This was so heartbreaking. I’m getting all sad again just rereading these quotes so I can write them in my review. And then when Éponine told Enjolras to kiss her, and he promised, and she died, and then he kissed her… That was so beautiful. Gorgeous. This entire thing was beautiful. Well done. Well done.

You can take a lot of pride in this, and should. The pain, and grief, and sorrow was just radiating off of the pages. I could feel it all myself. This was one of those powerful scenes that I say makes a good writer a great writer: the ability to make your readers feel so much. I think I felt more in this than I did in probably everything else I’ve ever read. Including Les Mis. That takes talent. That is not easy. You should be very proud of yourself.

I really never thought it would end this way. When I finished, I was so sad. Heartbroken. I read the next chapter, feeling as if there was no hope at all and that I would go to bed really upset, but again I was wrong. That last chapter was amazing. It was, like you said, a bittersweet ending, but it was beautiful, and it was perfect.

The beginning of this chapter was impossible to read without a storm of conflicting emotions inside your chest.

I understand Enjolras perfectly, why he does not want Éponine to attend the riot. He does not want anything to happen to her. He wants to keep her safe. He does not want her to get hurt. He does not want to lose her. And he even said to her at once point that he needed her “just in case I don’t make it tomorrow.” So even while he said there was hope, he knew in his heart that he and the boys might die. He knew that the revolt might fail. And that is what, I think, Enjolras knew all along, even in the brick, the musical. Even while he believed there was hope, I think he knew deep down that the rebellion would fail. Yet he fought for something great than one rebellion, greater than himself. Excellent parallel.

I see perfectly why he does not want her to go with him, and part of me wanted him to remain unmoved and not let her come. Since I know the end, I know what would have happened had he had made this choice. Enjolras would have been shot, but the policeman was not aiming to kill him, just to injure him (at least, he was not going to kill Marius, so I assume he would not have tried to kill Enjolras either, but who could have said, he might have died, and thus Éponine saved his life). At least, there was a good chance he would have survived.

But we know what happened instead. It was fate though. It was destiny. It could not have been any different. So while we can never help but this about what “might have been,” or what “could have been,” or what “would have been,” and long for it, we know in the end that there is no sense. Fate, destiny, God controls our lives, thus it does not matter what would have been. Only what is. And I could not have dreamed up in my more amazing dreams a better ending, so… I cannot regret anything that happened in this story. (It’s so weird to think of it that way, but it’s true. It’s a very grim happiness. A bittersweet joy.)

But at the same time, I wanted Éponine to go with Enjolras, because she and Grantaire were the only ones who seemed to know that this rebellion was not going to end well. She was the only one who knew someone was going to die. I wanted her to be there to protect Enjolras, which she did. I understood and agreed just as fully with her as I did with Enjolras. They were both trying to keep the other safe, so neither of them were wrong and I cannot “side” with either. When Enjolras finally agreed to let her stand by the stage, however, I was relieved. I guess deep down I really did want Éponine to go with the boys. Besides, it was fate.

The most painful part of this chapter was when Enjolras thought it was okay if he died but not Éponine, because he loved her and he thought she did not love him. “Because you do not love me, he wanted to scream back.” That was so painful to read. I just wanted to run to Enjolras and comfort him and tell him the truth. Yes, Enjolras, she does love you. She loves you as much as you love her. If only you knew how much she loves you!

Then Éponine said, “Do you think I don’t feel the same way? Enjolras, I—” And she was going to say it! She was really going to tell him! I wanted her to so badly. I cannot tell you how much I was hoping and longer for her to say it. I really thought she was going to. And Enjolras thought that she was going to too, and he kept asking “You what?” But she did not say it, and Enjolras was heartbroken. That was so painful and heartbreaking, and I felt so bad for Enjolras. We know how much they really love each other, and all they had to do was tell the other. And Enjolras finally did.

“Éponine, I want to be with you, I want to be close to you, I want to be in you, I want you… because I love you.” He finally told her! I cannot say how happy I was. He finally said it! And he even said that he loved her more than Patria, which became evident long ago, and Enjolras has finally admitted it to himself and to Éponine. I was so happy that he finally told her and she finally knew. At last, they were finally free to love each other without fear, without having to worry about their actions being only of pity or because one owes the other. Finally, he said I love you. ;’)

But she never told him. That upset me a bit, because Enjolras wanted to hear it so badly, and since she never said it he was still a bit doubtful. Even though, it said in this, that he knew she loved him. I wanted her to say it so badly, and she did not. But, as I knew you would make it, it was worth wait.

I’m glad they had at least one night together before what happened in the end.

I just got back home from the trip, my brother is away for the weekend, my sister and are dad are asleep on the couch, and my mom is working, so I have a lot of time to myself simply to sit here and review and to try to find words for this astonishing and extraordinary story.

A night, and morning, and a great deal of the day has passed, and I am still as excited and enthusiastic about this story as I was when I read it last night. I have not been able to stop thinking about this story all day. I keep thinking about it, and marveling over it, and fangirling about it to my sister. I've been telling her about this entire story as I've been reading it, because I love it so much, but today even as badly as I want to (because I want to REALLY BAD!) I'm not telling her how this ended, because it was so awesome and I think she is going to read it, herself. I cannot even tell you how much I love this story now. I always loved it, but after last night, after that ending, I love this to a whole new extent. This story was amazing. You have a lot to be proud of.

But since this is a review for chapter 40, let's focus on that chapter for now. I'm getting carried away.

So chapter 40, everything is happening just as it did in 1832. Lamarque dies, it is the spark to rally the people, the students plan to revolt at the funeral. Like I said, I saw this coming for a long time, but now that it finally happened, I was becoming more and more apprehensive about what would follow. The suspense you build with each chapter, everything happening each day like it did in 1832, the dramatic irony, that we know what happened at the barricades in the past and we see that it is all happening again, the possibilities, history could repeat itself or it could maybe be different this time… I could not stop reading for a moment. Everything you have done has kept my eyes glued to this story, reading as quickly as I can because I want to know what happens so badly, rereading when I go to fast or when something is so beautiful I have to reread it. The way you build this up was awesome, so intense, and suspenseful, and captivation. You kept me mesmerized. Everything seemed to be happening as it did in 1832, but I really thought it would be different this time… I never expected what really happened. Never once! Never! But I’ll get to that later. I’m getting ahead of myself again.

Currently, Éponine is the only one who realizes what is happening, or more so what is going to happen next. Enjolras is so stubborn. Why? Why can’t he see!? Everything is happening exactly as it did in 1832! History is repeating itself! If he does not change anything, if he does the same exact thing he did in the past, sticks to the script, lets it all happen again, does he not realize that this uprising will end the same way it ended in 1832!? In defeat. In death. Enjolras knows there is a chance, but he really thinks it will be different this time. But Éponine keeps telling him. Éponine knows. If only he would have listened to her… We know what would not have happened, and Enjolras would not have had to live with this guilt and pain for the rest of his life. But this ending could not have been more perfect, so while it kills me and kills Enjolras (“this Enjolras” anyway), too, I cannot wish anything different, even while I do… if that makes any sense? I hope so. Basically, this story and this ending was perfect, and you could not have made it any better.

Then Grantiare reappeared. I loved this part the most in this chapter. He apologized, they made up, and he is even letting Éponine have Enjolras, for both of their sakes. Finally, he is being selfless, he is putting both of them above himself even though it hurts him. I admire him for that.

He was so gentle and nice to Éponine. I cannot be mad at him anymore, and if Enjolras was there to witness it, if he knew what Grantaire said and did for her, I do not think he would be either. When she started crying, Grantaire even wrapped her in his arms and comforted her. As I read this, I could not help but wonder what Enjolras would do if he walked in and saw them embracing, since he threatened to personally hurt Grantaire if he ever came near Éponine again but since it was clear that Grantaire was helping her now. I’m sure he would forgive Grantiare, like in the end he did.

The most powerful and touching part of this was when Éponine said “I love him” and it was “like a dagger piercing through his chest,” yet Grantaire ignores his own sadness and comforts Éponine nonetheless and tells her to enjoy her last night with Enjolras. Deep down, as we can see, Grantaire really is a good man. I always hoped, and thought, that he would come around sooner or later. And he did. This scene was excellent, wonderful. Great job! I am so glad Grantaire and Éponine made up and Grantiare found at last some sort of peace at letting Enjolras go, before this ended… before what came next.

Holy crap.

I just finished it.

I'm speachless.

I cannot even...

Good God. This is absolutely amazing, septacular. Incredable! I cannot believe what I just read. This is impossible. How did you even!? How did you even think ofor this!? How did you write this!? This is mastery beyond words. This is beyond art. This is aweinspiring. I am simply speachless.

I cannot even believe that you did this! That you thought of such brilliance, and that you wrote it so beautifully. This story was fanonminal. I wish I could express in words just how much I love this story. Once again you have blown my mind. You leave me in utter shock, and awe, and wonder, and admiration, and inspiration, and sadness and joy. Good heavens, E, how did you even do this. I wish I could tell you how much I love this story, how impressed and awed I am, how genius and beautiful of a writer you are. This is unbelieveable.

After everything that happened, I never thought it would come to this. I never dreamed once, never even crossed my mind, it would really end this way. And I knew you were planning a sequel so I really did not think ebonite would die. But that end! She went back to 1832, and I wondered when she died if she would, but i never dreamed Enjolras from 1832 would still be alive, and he remembered her! That was simply awesome! I never saw it coming once. And I really thought she would save him, that they would live together in 1832. But no, they both laid down and died together. Holy heaven. Wow. I cannot even process this this as so powerful and beautiful and touching and amazing... I cannot even tell you.

And that end, when Enjolas was talking about a free Paris and a perfect life with all of his friends... That was beyond beautiful. That was absolutely perfect, flawless, unimaginable, but you imagined it, and thought of it, and wrote it doan a beautifully so we all could read it and experience and enjoy it. Good heaveans, this was amazing.

I never cry while reading. Like NEVER. I hardly every cry at all. But, despite my pride I will tell you, after I read this story when I was just lying in bed in darkness thinking about how they died together, I got teary and a tear or to may have spilled out... You should be really proud of yourself, because I have never cried once in a fan fiction before. It makes a lot to get me teary, and for this I did. This was just so powerful. So beautiful.

It's late and I'm getting up at 3 am to go on a trip tomorrow so as much as I want to, I cannot leave any proper reviews right now. I will review tomorrow, I promise, and I have more to say about this last incredible chapter as well. I just needed to post something now, because this was so awesome.

Thank you so much for such and incredible stroy. You have a real gift, E. You are a writer, a creator, and artist.

Grantaire goes out and gets REALLY drunk and stops caring about everything… I thought he would. It seemed like the thing Grantaire would do. He cares so much for Enjolras, and then Enjolras yells at him so hatefully and disdains him so much: we cannot expect him to do anything else. Enjolras is the only one he believes in, really the only one he really lives for, and now Enjolras has crushed him. But like I said in my last review, Grantaire kind of deserved it, and I think Enjolras will forgive him eventually. Still I feel bad for Grantaire.

But I was glad to see him at the café, even though he was not in a condition I would like to see him in. When he talked to Courfeyrac and Bahorel, I actually understand Grantaire’s frustration, them telling him to go home and him wanting to stay. If I were in his place — but let’s hope I would never be in that position ;) — I think I would get angry at them too and tell them to go away. But at the same time, I understand Courfeyrac and Bahorel’s positions. They are just worried about Grantaire and trying to do what is best for him. But I’ve never got the impression that Grantaire cares much about himself, not in the brick or any fanfictions. Sure, he does a lot to live for his own pleasures (like drinking, using woman) but when it comes down to it, I think he sees himself as miserable and disgusting as Enjolras always told him. Hence, I think he would defiantly drink himself into a pitiful and wretched state. I think he would drink himself to death. I only hope Enjolras forgives him, before that can happen.

And he told the boys that he would think about coming to the rally. That gives me hope. And they said Enjolras misses having Grantaire around, which makes me even more hopeful that Enj will forgive him and get over it. I hope so.

As for Lamarque. We must have all saw that one coming; I’m kind of surprised none of the boys did. Deep down, maybe they knew but didn’t want to believe it? Or maybe they could not remember how he died in 1832 and inspired the rebellion, since they only remember chunks of the past. As for me, I knew this coming for a while, ever since you mentioned Lamarque really, since you said he was sick definitely. And as soon as the boys started talking about the spark they needed to inspire the people, I knew it was coming soon.

Aaah! This is all just history repeating itself! (Which is a brilliant idea, and excellent development on your part). The boys decided to build their “stage” in front of the café, and I fear this stage may turn into a barricade. General—or in this case Prime Minister—Lamarque dies, and it is the spark that rallies the people. The people will rise. They students will rebel. It will be a repeat of 1832.

The way things are going, I am afraid Éponine will end up taking a bullet for Enjolras, dying, and then Enjolras will be executed along side Grantaire, just like it happened in the past. But I am still hopeful that it will not end that way. Some things have changed already. For one, Éponine and Enjolras are in love now. They might not throw their lives away so easily, because they want to live for each other. But at the same, I do not think either of them would hesitate to take a bullet for the other.

I am just so anxious and nervous about how this revolution is going to turn out! I cannot even wait. I have four chapters left in this story. Either today or tomorrow, I am going to finish it! I just cannot take this suspense! Well, I cannot wait to see what happens!

Well now that fanfiction is working again, I can leave a review!

Grantaire….. What the heck is he doing? First of all, what was up with the “special” wine? “‘But this isn’t like that.’ He took a seat next to hers and pushed the glass closer to her hands. “This wine here… you won’t get drunk off this one… this one… is, uh… special.” But that does he just mean that it’s weaker than the pure liquor he was giving her last time, or is that like a threat of some sort? When I first read that, to be honest, I worried that Grantaire was trying to poison her. He said it was “special” and he said “this one” as if this one glass was special? But that would just be really stupid by him, because Bahorel just watch him give it to her, and if something happens to her, it would not be hard to trace this back to Grantaire. Plus that would be beyond evil. I do not think Grantaire would do something like that, but he is extremely jealous and spiteful right now, and I would be lying if I said it didn’t cross my mind. Maybe he put some kind of drug in it? That would be more reasonable, I guess. Éponine seems to be fine (beside the face that she’s scared to death) though, so I guess it was nothing important.

Now, for Grantaire’s little game. What the heck, Grantaire! What were you trying to accomplish by this? Like really, what did he expect to happen? Did he actually expect Enjolras to play along in the game? ENJOLRAS? Unlikely. And if so, why did he want Éponine and Enjolras locked in a closet together for seven minutes? It’s seems like he would want them AWAY from each other, not confined in a small dark room. But I do not think that is what he was trying to do. He knew Éponine was claustrophobic, so I reason he was just being a real jerk, locking her in the closet because he knew it would upset and scare her. He wants to hurt Éponine, and he wants to mess up her relationship with Enjolras. Grantaire, you do not think! (But it is very in character for him to do reckless and rash things without thinking.) This is not going to ruin anything between Éponine and Enjolras, only between Enjolras and you! And that is what happened.

Now for Enjolras. That was pretty harsh. “You think this is a game?” “I don’t want to see you again, and I want you to stay away from Éponine. Set one foot near her and I’ll hurt you. I promise you that… I will personally hurt you… and I won’t even hesitate.” “There’s no place for you here.” Enjolras’s words for Grantaire were very strong and brutal, merciless. Pitiless. But that part when Enjolras was yelling at Grantaire was defiantly my favorite part of this chapter. I think that Grantaire deserves it, but at the same time I feel bad for him. I like this part so much though, because Enjolras and Grantaire were so in character, Enjolras’s speech just so exact to what Enjolras from the brick would have said, you illustrate that relationship from the original book so well. Literally, Enjolras’s scolding Grantaire was perfect. When I read this, I felt like I was reading one of Enjolras’s angry speeches from the brick. Just like the brick, Enjolras is harsh and brutal toward Grantaire, and he feels no pity or remorse when he hurts him. This scene was excellent writing, characterization, portrayal. I cannot even put into words what I want to say, how good this was. As I was reading it, everything just seemed so perfect. This was great!

And Grantaire’s reaction was perfect as well. “The smirk fell clean off of Grantaire’s lips, being replaced with a look of sheer terror.” And after Enjolras finished yelling at him, he just got up and left. He did not even try to defend himself or apologize. He just left! Again, I think that is perfect, exactly what Grantaire would have done in the brick. This entire chapter was executed so perfectly, especially this last scene. Enjolras and Grantaire were perfectly in character. This was excellent.

Like I said before, I feel bad for Grantaire, but at the same time I am kind of with Enjolras on this one (I’m brutal, right? ;)) Éponine was in there panicking and crying, and they do not even do anything about it! Did they think it was funny? Grantaire certainly seemed to. Not only Grantaire, but what about all of the other boys? No one helped her when they heard her pounding on the door and crying? I thought better of them. But Combeferre, Joly, and Courfeyrac were gone, and Combeferre would be my biggest hope. Still, I thought Jehan or SOMEBODY would help her when they heard her crying! But still, I blame mostly Grantaire for this. Even if they wanted to help Éponine (like Bahorel) he would not let them. Still that’s no excuse. I think Enjolras is completely justified in this.

I feel bad for Grantaire though, and I worry about whatever he will do next. I have few predictions:

1.)Disappear like Enjolras told him, go off and drink himself into oblivion
2.)Get angry and vengeful and try to do something stupid
3.)Or do some REALLY stupid and like kill himself or something… I hope not, but Grantaire, as we know, can be really reckless, and Enjolras is the only one he really cares about: if he cannot even see him anymore… I just don’t know.

On a lighter note, I like it that Javert was in this again. Again, very in character. I love the way Enjolras stood up to him, as well. Also, who told the police about planning a rebellion? Was it Grantaire? Trying to mess things up? Montparnasse? I’m worried about what is going to happen… whoever this snitch is, I wonder if he is going to tell anything else to the police again… Especially if it is someone seeking revenge.

AAAAAAHHH! This is infuriating! Maddening! Éponine loves Enjolras so much but she thinks he does not love her, and Enjolras loves Éponine but he thinks she does not love him! E, you're killin' me! I just want them to tell each other.

Come one, Enjolras, just be a man and tell her. Montparnasse did it. Is Montparnasse more a man than you are? You’re pretty brave on the battlefield, do not be a coward now. But it is completely in character for Enjolras not to tell her, for him to be afraid to tell her. He his fearless in the face of death, but terrified in the face of love — that is the way I have always imagined him anyway. I think it is very in character the way you are portraying him.

It is in character for Éponine, as well. I kind of imagine her the same as Enjolras when it comes to love. She is not afraid of much — “hard to scare” — but she is afraid to love. When she was in love with Marius, even in the book and musical, she was afraid to tell him. I always think it is tragic to think about what might have happened if she did tell him. Would he have possibly come to love her in return, or at least notice her? Who is to say? And we never will know, because she did not tell him. Do not let the same thing happen with Enjolras, Éponine. Please! Spare me.

It makes even more sense in this story that she does not want to tell Enjolras, because the last time she loved someone — Marius — he only broke her heart. She is afraid of having a broken heart again, and so she is afraid to tell Enjolras that she loves him. It makes perfect sense. I completely understand it. I think it is a great choice by you as an author. But you are really killing ME!

I just want them to tell each other. Please, let them tell each other soon. I had to wait forever for them to kiss, but when they finally did it was worth it. I am sure, when the time comes, I will be glad that I waited, and it will be worth the wait. That is… IF the time ever comes. If they ever tell each other. I am really worried that something will happen and this relationship will have a very tragic end :(

I am really worried about what is going to happen with Montparnasse now too. He told Éponine that he loves her. He TOLD her. Now Éponine knows that Montparnasse is in love with her, and she — although she does not “love” him like she loves Enjolras — is certainly very fond of him as well. However, Enjolras has not told her that he loves her, and she seems to think that he is only taking care of her, because he pities her. If he does not man up soon and tell her how he really feels, I fear she might just hit the road and run off with Montparnasse.

I mean, if she really believes that Enjolras does not love her and that they will always be in this awkward limbo of a relationship, who can blame her? (I mean, I can blame her, because I know how much Enjolras really loves her, and how much it would hurt him if she left, and he’s given so much for her, and she just can’t leave him, but anyway) She wants to have a real life. She probably wants to get married one day, and have husband, and have a family. I know Enjolras plans of focusing on his relationship with Éponine more once the revolution is over (and he even thought about marrying her once!) but Éponine does not know that. For all she knows, they will always be in an “almost-relationship” when they care a lot about each other but are afraid to say “I love you,” when Enjolras’s rebellion is top priority, when they live together but never get married.

That is why I am afraid she might start to love Montparnasse now that she knows that he loves her. I really just want Enjolras to tell her. Come one, Enjolras, can’t you see Éponine loves you? Isn’t it obvious? She basically told you that she loves you! She said to Montparnasse, “I’m sorry that my heart it reserved for Enjolras.” It’s not saying specifically “I love you,” but it’s saying that her heart belongs to him.

I was really glad when Éponine agreed to let Enjolras go on a walk with her, because I was unsure where this was going. And I’m so glad Enjolras told her that he would protect her and “you will always have a home with me as long as you want.” Awww, so cute. I hope Éponine realizes how much he loves her. Soon. Before something bad happens.

Great chapter as always! I cannot wait to read more and to find out why the police are here!? That isn’t a good sign…

I just said update soon... That was stupid. I'm in a hurry. Haha! XD XD I'll read the next chapter soon. ;)

Update OWWW soon! There we go. :)

Wow, Montparnasse really surprised me here. "You belong here." What does that mean!? Doese he mean that Eponine belongs in 2014 not 1832? Or could he possibly mean that she belongs with Enjolras, not him? That is what it seemed like, especially since Montparnasse just nodded and walked away. But I am still like too in shock to believe it. Really? Is Montaprnasse letting her go? If he is then he is more selfless than I thought.

Now, concering Grantaire. He's behaving much more civily than I feared he might, which I am glad. You can clearly see his jealousy - for example when Enjolras even mensioned that he was in a "relationship" with Eponine, Grantaire got upset - but he is not going on some reckless quest for revenge. I was worried that he would do something really rash and stupid after that "I'm not through with either of them" comment.

After his last rant, I thought he hated Eponine - he said she was messing everything up, he said it would be better if she went back to 1832, he said it would be better if they let her DIE! - but I think he was just in a jealous rage, not really meaning the things he said. I hope so anyway. Afterall he and Eponine were friends. I hope he does not really want his friend dead. But jealously can blind people and make them do really stupid things; they act without thinking. From this chapter, though, Grantaire seems to still like Eponine. When Enjolras told him that he could remember her, Grantaire "smiled enormously" as if he was happy he remebered Eponine. But at the same time, he might have just been happy that Enjolras was smiling at him. "The way Enjolras was smiling back at him made him almost forget to breathe." Ok, you know I do not support homosexuality, but I like that line a lot. I think it fits Grantiare a lot, especially when talking about his Apollo.

Another thing is that Grantiare kept bugging Enjolras and trying to find out if he and Eponine er... had relations when they were away together, and when Enjolras fianlly said no he almost seemed disapoitned, just like he did the first time Enjolras told him and Barohel no. He WHINED "Oh, but how come?" It makes sense why he wants to know, because he does not want anyone to be with Enjolras. (That makes perfect sense, and I think it is good you put it in the story) It makes sense also why he wants to know why Enjolras didn't do anything with Eponine, even if Grantaire did not want him to - maybe he even hoped that Enjolras did not love her. It makes sense that he just wants to know and to understand. But at the same time, I cannot help but wonder if deep down he wants Enjolras and Eponine to be together because he knows it will make Enjolras happy? Grantaire gave his life for Enjolras; maybe he will give up his love and let Enjolras be with Eponine for Enjolras sake? I think he might for Enjolras. I feel like Grantiare would do anything for Enjolras, and at the expense of himself.

Just like Montparnasse (at least I think and hope) is letting Eponine be with Enjolras, for her. Although it breaks his heart, he is letting go for her. I loved Montparnasse so much in this chapter. He appologized! He helped Eponine! He even brought her back to Enjolras! (I was afraid he would take her home with him.) He really does love her, and in this chapter he prooved it. He loves her more than he loves himself. (I feel weird saying that, because last night I said the opposite in OWWW. Hehe! It's cool to see differnt interpretations of his character.) He is letting Enjolras, who he hates, have her, because he loves her.

Wow. Just wow. I am really proud of Montparnasse. I did not think he would ever let her go or accept her as his friend, but now it seems he finally has. Just wow. He is better than I thought. I loved him in this chapter. I really liked the part when you said he wanted to hate her, or hit her, or strangle her, but knew he could ont be amd at her, because I think you nailed his character so well. Montparnasse is violent, and selfish, and a bit crazy in the head, but for Eponine he finds reason. He really does love her.

Grantaire is jealous obviosuly and bitter, but I am overall pleased with how Grantaire is taking this right now. Key word: right now. I'm still worried that he is going to do something later. For some odd reason, I wonder if he and Montparnasse - Taire wants Enjolras, Parnasse wants Eponine - are going to come together and make some evil plot. I do not think Montparnasse would do that right now, but I fear he will have another change in heart, and this time not for the better.

Great chapter! I loved it! Update soon!

! Oh my goodness... I can't I just can't - how did you - why... AAAAAUGH!

I've just been waiting for this to happen! Waiting, I tell you! So I do not know why it took me totally off gaurd when it finally did! One moment Eponine was just having a peaceful walk and then - bang! I did not see it coming until the man asked Eponine about "Twins?" Finally, we meet the "other Eponine," whose existance I doubted for such a long time. What a meeting! Can you imagine how shocking it had to be for them both - especially Eponine with an accent, because at least 1832 Eponine knew what was going on and expected that there was another Eponine running around. Can you imagine what it would be like to walk into a shop and find a mirror image of yourself gaping back at you? I'd probably start wondering if I had a twin and we were separated at birth! Haha! What a coincidence. I guess that is what you call fate ;)

I was hoping this new Eponine had had dreams and memories of 1832 just as the boys did, because otherwise there is no way she would ever have believed Eponine about the time travel thing. Just like the other boys did not believe Eponine until they started having memories and dreams and such. It makes sense, though. Eponine had flashbacks - or flash-forward? Idk - of 2014, so it makes sense that this new Eponine had flashbacks of 1832.

Wow! I'm just trying to grasp this - so Eponine and Eponine are the same person just from different time periods... Hard to grasp in any logical sense, but it makes sense for the story, and it is a really cool idea, and I like it! I think I predicted something like this a while back, since they both had the same memories, the same friends, the same families, etc. Geez, this story is really taking and interesting turn now! Things are getting VERY interesting.

I cannot wait to see what is going to happen with this "new Eponine." Obviosuly, I feel bad for her, and I want them to help her, and I think maybe Enjolras and the students can and will, but I'm worried about what effect she is going to have between Enjolras and 1832 Eponine. Enjolras is in love with Eponine; what is he to think or to feel if another Eponine - the same person but a version of her that is not almost 200 years older than him - appears before his eyes? I have no doubts he will still love 1832 Eponine - she is the one he fell in love with, she is the one he has lived with for the last year, she is the one he has been through so much with, and she is the one who loves him in return - but I cannot help but wonder if he will share similar feelings for 2014 Eponine. I mean, if Eponine's hunch if correct, they ARE the same person. How the heck is poor Enjolras supposed to feel about that? Especially if they try to help this Eponine and Enj get to know her, I'm worried that he will start feeling emotion and desire toward her. Obviosuly THAT would mess up a lo between him and our Eponine. It would mess up everything.

I am also very curious about this "new Eponine." I love the way you have protrayed her thus far. It was so interesting to see her interacting with Eponine, seeing how they are alike, how the differ. I think what struck me the most in this conversation was how much 1832 Eponine has changed since Enjolras came into her life. Basically (at least this is the way I saw it) Eponine was just like this "modern Eponine" until she met Enjolras and he changed her life.

Now I am wondering a lot about this new Eponine - what are her feelings? What are her goals? How does she feel about this other her? How does she feel about Marius; does she still love him? Hoe does she feel about Enjolras? Why was she crying when she saw him kissing Eponine? My thoughts were that she was upset to see this other Eponine with a handsome man like Enjolras, because it reminded her of Marius, and (probably mostly) because it showed her how much she could have had and how much she lost. Eponine kept telling her that she "messed everything up" and "messed up fate" and that "things would have been differnt if only she did ont run away." If she did not run away, it might have been her with Enjolras. It might have been her who was loved, and cared for, and living a happy life now. Instead she is starving, poor, homeless, loveless, and miserable. I feel really bad for this girl. First her sister dies, and then she run away, her is as horrible as this, and finally another version of herself shows up and tells her that she screwed everything up and that she could have had so much if only she had not run away. That's rough. That's hard to bare, I am sure.

I wonder what she will do about this. If she is anything like the Eponine we all know, she is probably not only bitter and angry but jealous and vengeful. I'm wondering if she might even try to "take Eponine's place." Like, steal Enjolras from her, take part in the revoltuion, maybe even pretend TO BE 1832 Eponine and trick Enjolras?! I am just so anxious and worried about what is going to happen next! I cannot wait to see what role with Eponine has to play!

As for our Eponine, I hope she tells Enjolras about this other her soon. At least that way he will be prepared before a second Eponine just pops up in front of him and shocks him. But for some reason I doubt it. I am just for some reason - and this might just be me being paranoid - that something is going to happen and Enjorlas is going to end up with the wrong Eponine, thinking her to be his Eponine. I just don't even know. I cannot wait to find out though!

I am also wondering about Montparnasse. He had said before that "his Eponine" was still out there. What will he do if he find out that she is back - or at least that Eponine has seen her? Will he try to find her? Will he love her instead of 1832 Eponine? I'm afraid he won't, because he said that if Eponine were "his Eponine" he would have "gotten his way" on that night when he paid for Eponine. But he has changed a lot since then. I'm just so anxious and angsty about everything. I cannot wait to read more!

I loved this chapter! I loved how you did this with the two Eponines' converstaion. And I loved the way Enjolras and Eponine interact. They are so cute together. I just hope nothing messing that up!