Chapter 1

Could this day get any better? Jane thought to herself. She sat in the living room of the Pevensie's home. Today was her sixteenth birthday. All around her sat Mrs. Pevensie, her mother, Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy. Both Mr. Johnson and Mr. Pevensie were fighting in the war and could not be there.

Jane had grown up around the Pevensies for as along as she could remember. Susan and Peter were her best friends. Lucy just loved her to death and Edmund looked at her as an older sister but put up a front that said he could really care less.

Jane looked up at everyone around her and grinned. "Thank you so much! I could not have asked for a better day!" she said. Everyone smiled happily at her. As everyone was chatting they could hear the clock chiming signaling that it was nine o'clock.

"Oh goodness! Is it nine o'clock already?" Mrs. Pevensie said. "Well it is Lucy's bedtime. Come along Lucy, time to go to bed, say goodnight to everyone." Lucy, who had just finished yawning nodded and went around hugging everyone goodnight and followed her mother upstairs.

As Mrs. Pevensie was getting Lucy to bed, Mrs. Johnson and the older children were picking up the living room and cleaning the mess they had made from dishes and gift wrap paper. Soon it was all cleaned and straightened up. By that time it was nine-forty five, Mrs. Pevensie had come back down and had helped finish cleaning. Mrs. Pevensie and Mrs. Johnson were in the kitchen while Edmund was still in the living room. Peter, Susan and Jane were in the hallway talking about what they wanted to do over the summer holidays. That was when they heard it. They loud booming a couple miles away and the bomb sirens started going off. Jane and Susan looked at each other and ran upstairs. Susan grabbed an electric torch and went into hers and Lucy's room with Jane following.

"Mummy!" Jane heard the little cry from the bed. She turned and saw Lucy laying in bed crying with her hands over her ears.

Susan pointed the light towards her and saw her too. "Lucy! Come on!" she said as she started towards the door. Jane reached out and took Lucy's hand in her own and ran downstairs and out the back door, with everyone else following close behind.

"Hurry! Run!" Mrs. Pevensie were saying to the children. They ran towards the shelter in the back yard. Jane's mother was already there waiting for them. Susan, Lucy and Jane all ran into the shelter.

"Wait! Dad!" Jane heard Edmund shout.

"Edmund! No!" Mrs. Pevensie cried out.

"I'll get him" Peter said after him.

"Peter! Come back!" Mrs. Pevensie shouted after both her sons. She and Jane stood at the door worriedly waiting for them to come back.

Suddenly it was as if time slowed as everyone could hear the sound of a bomb whistling through the air, swiftly crashing to the ground somewhere in front of the house. Everyone inside the shelter gave a cry of fright and waited anxiously for the boys to come from the house.

Suddenly both boys came running out of the house and sped towards the shelter.

"Come on! Hurry!" Mrs. Pevensie was saying relieved to see both her boys alive.

They both came running in and Peter shoved Edmund to one of the beds in the shelter. "Why can't you think of anyone but yourself?" Peter yelled at Edmund. "You're so selfish! You could have got us killed!"

"Stop it!" Mrs. Pevensie scolded Peter then turned to Edmund who was silently crying "It's okay, shh."

"Why can't you just do as your told?" Peter said then turned and slammed the door of the shelter shut. Everyone sat in shocked silence for awhile. Mrs. Pevensie and Mrs. Johnson were trying to comfort Edmund. Peter sat in a corner by himself while the girls all sat on a bed, Susan and Jane next to each other with Lucy in Jane's lap nodding off.

Jane carefully, so as not to disturb Lucy, turned towards Susan. "Lucy needs to lay down, she has fallen asleep. Are you going to go to sleep now?" she asked Susan, for while she was saying this Susan was yawning and looked very tired.

"Yes, I think I will." she said. Both girls carefully stood up. Susan pulled the blankets down so Jane cold lay Lucy down. After she had laid her down Susan crawled into bed with her and fell asleep.

Jane stood above them for a minuet before turning and looking for a new spot to sit for a little bit she wasn't tired yet and didn't want to bother Susan and Lucy since they were asleep. And it had looked like the mothers had gotten Edmund calmed down enough for him to sleep but sat talking quietly together. So Jane then turned and looked at Peter who still looked upset, so she went over and sat by him.

He looked at her and smiled a little. "So how about his for your birthday? I'm sure no one else has had one quite like this."

Jane smiled a little back. "No I don't believe anyone really has. But I am just thankful that none of us got hurt."

Peter's look darkened a little. "Yes, but if I had not gone after Edmund, you would not be saying that. I just don't understand why he won't listen to anyone anymore." Peter let out an exasperated sigh.

Jane looked at him sympathetically. "Yes, it is hard to understand. But we also have to think about the fact that Edmund is going through a hard time right now. His father is gone and he doesn't know if he is going to see him again and his is a thirteen year old boy. This is the rebellious age I believe."

Peter nodded. "Yes that is true. He is at a rebellious age right now. And perhaps you are right about the other things."

Jane just smiled. "Perhaps. Now, I am tired from all the excitement of today, so I will say goodnight."

"Goodnight Jane." Peter said as she walked back to the bed where Lucy and Susan were. It wasn't a huge bed but it should fit the three of them for the night.

The next morning everyone woke up and tool a chance to look outside. The Pevensie's house was still there and so was Jane's. Everyone walked into the kitchen of the Pevensie's home though. Recently it had become a tradition for Jane and her mother to eat breakfast with the Pevensie's. Soon all the children were sitting down eating while the mothers went into the living room and talked. Not too long after the children had finished eating they returned.

"Children." Mrs. Pevensie said. "You much pack your things. We are sending you into the country where it is safe."