Les Misérables - Fan fiction
Cosette's
Prayer
A poem written by Gitte from Denmark
I know that she exist
somewhere in this world
She thinks of me every second
sings of me every day
She will come and save me
from the Thénardier's
We will live together
Mama, please come, I pray...
1832
Written by Mari Pontmercy
***Prologue***
It was a cold stormy Chicago morning and little miss Pontmercy was late for school. She ran down all the stairs from her families flat and out to the street. She continued running until she reached the buss-stop. At the same moment, the red buss she used to take slowly drove out from the buss-stop. "Damn!!!!!!" she shouted. "What am I supposed to do now?" Then, another buss came. It was a bit strange that two busses came after each other but Mari was in a hurry so she didn't give it much of a thought.
"Viktor Hugo high-school," she said to the buss-driver and showed him her buss pass. The buss-driver looked a bit strange at her and said: "You are her! You are the person I've been waiting for!" with a French accent.
"what do you mean by that?" she asked.
"you are the person I've been searching for" answered.
"what on earth do you mean!!" Mari nearly shouted.
"can't you see?" the buss-driver said with patience in his voice. "you are the true one!"
Then the buss started spinning around. Faster and faster!! It was no longer a buss, only dark empty space. There was no light. Just a little. It came from a man. Mari almost had a stroke when she saw ho it was. Viktor Hugo! It was really Viktor Hugo!
"you're...you're." she couldn't believe it.
"Yes, I am. I'm Viktor Hugo."
"No!! You can't be! Viktor Hugo is dead!"
"Perhaps am I dead, but to you I am alive. You can see me. You know that I am here. Am I dead? Do I appear dead to you?"
then she passed out.
When she woke up, she lied in a hospital-bed. She looked around and saw. Nuns!!! This was obviously not a 21st century hospital. More like 19th century France.***Chapter I***
***Part I***
Enjolras sat all alone in the café Musain. None of the ABC-friends had showed up today. This concerned him. Where could they be? Finally, Enjolras decided to leave. He walked out of the door, turned left and entered Rue de l'Hiver and then decided to visit Courfeyrac.
The porter in the building where Courfeyrac lives opened the door for him.
"Is Courfeyrac home?"
"No monsieur, he is not. He is visiting a person at a hospital, like he has every day at this time this week."
"Do you know when he will be home then?"
"no, I'm awfully sorry monsieur but he didn't tell me when he'd be home."
"Ok, just tell him Enjolras was here, then. Oh, and by the way, who was it he went to visit?"
"He didn't say, but I can tell you what hospital he is at."
"What hospital may that be then?"
"The St. Joseph hospital in Rue de Janvier"
"Ok, I'll search for him there then." Enjolras walked back in to
Rue de l'Hiver and then decided to go to the St. Joseph hospital.
"Mademoiselle." it was Courfeyrac's voice. Of course didn't Mari know that but when you wake up in a hospital in a different century than you come from, nothing can shock you anymore, so she simply answered:
"yes monsieur, do I know you?"
"No mademoiselle, you don't, but if I may introduce myself. My name is Courfeyrac and it was me who found you."
"Found me? What on earth do you mean?" Mari asked with wonder in her voice.
"Yes, found you. You don't remember, do you.well, it's better you hear it from me than from these nuns. They always twist things around." "like I said, I found you. You were lying on the street, just like dead. So I brought you to this hospital were you have stayed the whole week. You have had many nightmares, and you have often talked in your sleep. One of the things you mentioned was the name Jean. If I'm not being impolite by asking, who is this Jean?"
"Jean is my brother, he is always talking about how he'd love to be a part of the ABC friends, he is a Les Misérables fan, you see."
Suddenly, Courfeyrac's face changed. it was a shadow of fear over it when he slowly said: "what do you know of the ABC-friends?"
Then, it suddenly was all clear to Mari. She was talking to one of the ABC-friends. How could she have forgotten? Ofcors was Courfeyrac a part of the ABC-friends. John was always blabbering about them, and now.she was talking to one of them. "What wouldn't John give to be here." she said to herself. A bit louder, she said to Courfeyrac: "you may not believe me when I tell you this but." She didn't finish, because suddenly, she saw a person walking in to the room. It was something familiar with him. Mari had seen Les Misérables a few times, and she had red the book so she would easily recognise a person from LM if she saw one. It was this who made her see who just had walked in to the room.
"Enjolras!" she suddenly shouted. Both Enjolras and Courfeyrac suddenly looked at her.
"Pardon mademoiselle, do I know you?" Enjolras asked.
"no, I don't think you know me." Mari wasn't sure how she should answer.
"but you know my name," he said.
"I think I just guessed it, nothing more."
"erm." It was Courfeyrac who had decided to join the conversation.
"you were about to tell me something, weren't you mademoiselle?"
"yes, but it is unimportant.you wouldn't believe me anyway."
"ok, then I will stop asking, but I do have one more question."
"and that would be?" Mari asked.
"Mademoiselle, I do not even know your name."
"Oh how impolite of me. my name is Mari Pontmercy. But you can just call me Mari."
"Well Courfeyrac," it was Enjolras voice that once more spoke.
"I only came here to tell you that I'm resigning as a leader of the ABC-friends."'***Part II***
No one said a word.
"Messieurs, you need to go now. The young mademoiselle need her rest." The nun's voice was determined.
"May we have just a few more minutes please?" said Courfeyrac.
"Just two, like I said, she needs her rest."
The nun, whose name was mother Anna, slowly closed the door again and left the three people back alone in the room.
"Enjolras, you can't!" Mari sounded frightened, as if she expected that something terrible would happen soon.
"Yes Enjolras, you can't! And, why on earth should you resign from the ABC-friends?"
"I have my reasons."
"No! I won't allow it! Who will lead our." Courfeyrac suddenly stopped, as if he just noticed whose bed he was sitting next to. As if he noticed that Mari wasn't a part of the ABC-friends and shouldn't know about it. And then.he started to wonder.why Mari didn't want Enjolras to resign.why she knew about the ABC-friends.why her brother would love to be a part of them.
"Messieurs, it's time to leave." Mother Anna sounded like she wouldn't let them stay anymore.
"ok." Courfeyrac turned to Mari and said: "I'll visit you again tomorrow then. À bientôt."
Courfeyrac and Enjolras left Mari alone in the hospital room.
"Mademoiselle, tomorrow you will be allowed to go home."
"But I don't have a place to stay, where am I going?"
"Well, that is not my problem now, is it? And the young man, who is he? Can't you stay at him?"
"I don't know him, I have never seen him before."
"Like I said, that is really not my problem. Tomorrow you must go, and that's just the way it is. But you can't wear the clothes you had on when you came here, I have a sister who perhaps can give you a dress."
"Oh, I would be very thankful for that."
"Yes, you'll get it tomorrow then."
***Part III***
"Marius, you know the girl I've been visiting all week?"
"Yes, what about her?"
"She woke up today."
"And?"
"She told me her name."
"Yes?"
"Her name is Mari Pontmercy."
"Can it be."
"What are you thinking about Marius?"
"I think I have a cuisine with that name.yes, her name is Mari. Courfeyrac, can I come with you when you are visiting her tomorrow?"
"Sure, that's ok."
***Part IV***
"Mademoiselle."
"Yes, what is it mother Kristine?"
"There are two young men here to visit you."
"Just let them in, mother Kristine."
"Hello Mari, how are you feeling?" Courfeyrac was in a really good mood today, he had been singing all the way from Rue de l'Hiver to the hospital.
"Well, I'm feeling a bit down actually, cause I'm leaving the hospital today, but I have no where to go."
Now Marius also walked in to the room, and you should see the look on Mari's face! Like she had seen a ghost or something!
"Marius?" she asked, unsure if this man was really there, or if he was just an illusion.
"Mari?" Marius was just as shocked as Mari when he said: "Is it really you?"
"Yes, of course is it me. But is it you?"
All this "is it really you" talk needs a bit of an explanation.
Marius did have a cosine with the name Mari, And Mari did have a cosine with the name Marius. If these people were the same as the once who now
faced each other, we can only guess. But I think they were.
Poor Courfeyrac felt a bit left out in all this family reunion.
So he decided to change the subject.
"So you are going home today, but have no place to stay, was it so?"
"Yes it is, and I haven't got any money."
Courfeyrac, friendly as always felt that this was the
time to offer some help.
"Well Mari, if it's ok for Marius, you can stay with us."
"Oh, it's totally fine with me! Mari, it has certainly been a too long time since last time I saw you. It will be wonderful to see some family again." When he mentioned the word family, Marius suddenly went pale. He remembered his fight with his grandfather.
"Marius, what's wrong?" Courfeyrac did not know of Marius' fight with his grandfather, but Mari did.
"Nothing. I'm just feeling a bit down, that's all."
"Yes, don't we all today." Mari said to keep the subject away from further conversation.
Somebody opened the door; it was mother Anna.
"Mademoiselle, here is the dress."
"Oh thank you, mother Anna."
"The young men must go now. Oh yes, and by the way, have you found a place to stay?"
"Yes, I'm staying at the apartment of my cousin and his friend."
"That's good for you dear. You will need to leave the hospital in half an hour, if that is no problem for you?"
"No, it will be alright." Mari turned away from mother Anna and spoke to Courfeyrac: "What is the address?"
"Rue l'Hiver number 26"
After only ten minutes, Mari was packing her few belongings in to her backpack, changed in to the dress and was ready to leave the St. Joseph hospital and start a "new" life in France 1832.
Little did she know of the difficulties it brings living in another century...
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