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"She's a daughter to me." Jean Valjean told Enjolras at Eponine's baby shower.

The young father to be nods as he takes a drink of his punch. "Yes. I know."

"And I know you're scared."

He looks down as Eponine squeals about a teddy bear from Gavroche. "I'm not ready." He mumbles.

"It takes time to get used to." He put a hand on Enjolras' shoulder. 

Enjolras chuckles. "How can you be so sure?"

Jean smiles and shrugs. "I just know things."

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Jean Valjean storms out of the car. "What the fuck."

Enjolras slowly looks back at the door, hoping that Eponine will come back out. "Listen."

"No you listen."

Enjolras cranes his neck up. "Look. I was about to leave."

Jean glares at Enjolras. "And show up again in another five years?"

"What I did was wrong! I know that!" 

Jehan quickly jumped out of his car and stormed towards the golden man. He shoves Enjolras. "You don't just get to come back. To come fucking back into her life. Or into his!"

"He's my son." was Enjolras' only remark. 

"I'm more of a father to him than you will ever be. I know his likes and dislikes and allergies and what he can and can't sleep without."

"I know. I know. And I know I should have stayed."

Jehan's nostrils flare. "I don't want to confuse my son."

That's when all hell broke lose and the first punch was thrown.

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Eponine stared at a sleeping Enjolras. "Babe. Wake up. Hugh." She groaned.

He moved slightly. "Your turn." He mumbles.

She elbows his side. "No."

"Babe." 

She sits up. "I'm the one that got up with him the last four times!"

He runs his hand through his curls. "Eponine." He snarls.

She grabs her pillow and the blanket. "Fuck you."

She quickly walks out of the bedroom and he hears a faint. "My little rebel, what is this nonsense? Sleep." She begs. Her voice was breaking and he could tell. He sat up and stared at her side of the bed. 

After a few minutes, the crying stopped. Well, Hugh's crying. Enjolras could hear Eponine's muffled sobs. 

He felt horrible. He felt like shit. But that didn't stop him from pulling his bag from under the bed.

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Eponine opened the door the second Enjolras' fist made contact with Jehan's skin. "Who do you think you are?" She screams. She runs out of the house and pushes the two mean apart. 

Hugh then comes running out. "Daddy!" 

Jehan and Enjolras both turn their heads. Jehan picks up the young boy and kisses his cheek. 

Enjolras stares at Hugh like it was the last thing for him to ever do. 

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Eponine looked up at Enjolras. "Do you want to...?"

His his widen in fear as he nods. She slowly puts the sleeping baby into his father's hands. 

He then proceeds to stare at the child. "Jesus Christ." He mumbles. 

Hugh Anthony Enjolras was born at 7 pounds 14 ounces, 21 and a half inches long. With a thick load of curly blonde hair and a button nose. His hands were squirming like the rest of his body. A small squeal escaped his lips as he opened his eyes. Bright blue eyes were staring into his own bright blue eyes. The young child yawned and small dimples emerged in his cheeks. 

Enjolras chuckles softly and traces Hugh's jaw. "Hi Hugh." He mumbles, Eponine started to fall asleep. After all, labor was a bitch. 

Hugh then started to cry. 

Enjolras quickly started to rock him. "Shh. It's okay. I'm here."

Hugh's crying ceased in a matter of minutes. 

Enjolras smiles and kisses his son's forehead. "Daddy's here."

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Hugh stared at Enjolras and slowly extended his hand. "Even though you hit my daddy...." He looked up at Enjolras with an odd look, seeing he was a carbon copy of his father. "My name's Hugh."

Eponine bit her lip. 

Jean balled his hands into fists.

Jehan's grip became tighter.