Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING Narnia-related. Not the characters, not the setting, not the last sentence (which is from the last paragraph of the Last Battle.)
"Reepicheep!" Lucy and Edmund cried.
"Welcome, in the Lion's name. Comd further up and further in."
But before anyone could move, Eustace stopped and looked at the mouse, who looked right back at him.
"Reepicheep," Eustace murmured. He couldn't stop himself. He ran to him and scooped the mouse into his arms. "Reep!" Eustace beamed.
"Very nice to see you again, Eustace," Reepicheep squeaked, gasping for breath as Eustace was hugging him a bit too tightly. Eustace put the mouse back down.
"Am I really here?" Eustace asked. "Is this all really happening?"
Reepicheep smiled, "Further up and further in!" he said again. "We have all the time in the world to catch up."
Lucy and the others had come to a stop at last. Before them stood Aslan: the Great Lion who had sung Narnia into existence and so done much more for their beloved land. Tears sprung to Lucy's eyes.
"Aslan!" she cried, and much like Eustace, she couldn't stop herself from running to lion and flinging her arms around his neck. "Oh Aslan!" She whispered.
The others meandered off a little ways, giving Lucy time with Lion whom she loved so much.
"I can't believe I'm really here, after all these years," she said, tears flooding her eyes. "Oh, Aslan. I missed you so much."
"And I have missed you as well, dear one," Aslan said, placing his paw gently on her back and she clung to his mane. She looked into the Lion's eyes and suddenly felt like that little girl who'd stumbled through a wardrobe into the middle of a wood at night-time with snow under her feet and snowflakes falling into her hair. So many years had passed since that game of hide-and-seek.
"I've grown up, Aslan," Lucy told him. "How can I be here?"
Aslan's penetrating gaze drifted to the others and then back to her. "Lucy the Valiant, did you truly think you would never return home?"
"Home?" Lucy asked, puzzled. And then she realized what he meant.
Narnia.
Now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before...
A/N: I was inspired after watching Dawn Treader to write this. It moves so quickly in the book, you never really get to see what happens between the characters (these pairs in particular).