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Authoress's Note: This is the sequel to The Golden Age Love Story. Please review! A few things will be clarrified in this chapter that weren't exactly explained in the last chapter of the first story.
The Return To Narnia
Chapter 1. Newfound Discovery's
"Your welcome." I mumbled sitting down on the only spot left on the bench beside Peter. I would have preferred if Peter and Lucy would have moved over so I could sit between Susan and Lucy, but too late now.
"I hade it sorted." Peter said, standing up.
I didn't reply, not feeling up for a second fight. My head already hurt thanks to getting thrown to the ground, and hitting my head. I leaned my head against the wall trying to tone out everyone else. I began thinking of Alex. That happened often. What confused me at some points was when I would open my eyes and find I'm a 12 year old, well, now 13 year old. I technically shouldn't be having these type of feelings, but at least my siblings understand.
I let out a shuddering sigh and found I was crying. My eyes shot open and I looked around, to my relief no one was looking. I swiped at my cheeks just before Lucy looked over at me. I shook my head and closed my eyes again.
"It's been a year, how long do they expect us to wait?" Peter said. I felt him sit down beside me once more. I heard Susan reply but my thoughts were already turning back to Alex.
I heard Lucy exclaim 'OW' and at the same moment she did I felt a smack across my cheek. "OW! Peter! This is what I get for helping you in the fight!" I exclaimed looking up at him.
"I didn't tou... HEY STOP PULLING!" he said jumping up.
"I'm not touching you." I replied.
When I looked over I said it had been a wadded up piece of paper that had caused the pain in my cheek.
"What is that?!" I heard Susan exclaim as the train came flying by.
"It feels like magic." Lucy said.
"Quick, everybody hold hands!" Susan said.
Peter reached for my hand but I pulled it back. "I'M NOT HOLDING YOUR HAND!" I yelled.
"Just do it." he growled, taking my hand anyway.
I looked at the train that was sailing by, and when I looked closer, I could faintly make out an ocean on the opposite side of the train, through the windows. Tiles off the wall, papers and posters were flying everywhere, but other people seemed to be paying it no attention. By now my headache was gone, thankfully. As quickly as it had started the train dissapeared, and we were starring out at an ocean.
Susan and Lucy smiled at each other before taking off down the beach. Every ounce of anger at Peter faded as he bumped me playfully.
"Come on, can't let them have all the fun!" he exclaimed, pulling me along, a big grin on his face. I laughed and allowed him to pull me along, pulling off my shoes, coats and bags as I did so. We went running into the water at full speed, and all four of us squealed as we found the water was colder than expected. It only made Susan and Lucy laugh more at the fact Peter and I sounded like girl's despite the fact we are boys.
Peter and I shared a menacing glance before I scooped up Lucy and he scooped up Susan. They both screamed.
"On the count of 3!" Peter yelled over to me. I nodded.
"NOOOOO!" Susan and Lucy screamed.
We went deeper in the water. "3... 2... 1!" Peter yelled on 1 we both let them go.
They plunged into the water and both came up playfully angry. Wait... that's not playfully.
"RUUUUUN!" I exclaimed.
"Hop on!" Peter said bending down.
I laughed and jumped on his back. "Giddy up!" I laughed.
He snorted, told me to shut up, and started running.
"GET BACK HERE!" Susan yelled.
I looked behind us and saw Lucy on her back. "Hurry hurry hurry!" Lucy exclaimed.
"Hurry Pete! Their gaining on us!" I exclaimed.
"OW Lucy, my hair isn't reins!" I heard Susan exclaim.
I laughed even louder.
"Sorry." came Lucy's reply.
Luckily they couldn't catch up with us and soon Susan called a truce.
But Lucy wasn't giving up yet, and neither was I. Peter and Susan threw us off, and we landed with a big splash. Lucy and I started splashing each other like crazy and soon Susan and Peter joined in.
Something bright nearly blinded me and when I looked up I saw something that looked liked the ruins of a castle.
"Ed!" Susan called.
"What is it?" Peter asked.
"Where do you suppose we are?" I asked.
"Well, where do you think?" Peter replied.
"It's just that I don't remember any ruins in Narnia." I said.
We started our way around the beach trying to find a place where we could get up there, and finally we did, with a bit of climbing. We started looking through the ruins.
"I think we did." I heard Susan say.
"Let's go see what she's talking about." Peter said.
I walked up to her and saw a familiar chess piece. "Hey, that's mine, from my chess set." I said. Susan handed it to me.
"What chess set?" Peter asked.
"Well, I didn't exactly have a solid gold chess set in Finchley now did I?" I replied.
"Can't be." Lucy said after a minute before taking off.
I put the chess piece in my bag and went after her. When what Lucy saw came into view I nearly passed out. 5 slabs of stone stood on a hill. And when I looked close enough I could tell they had once been 5 thrones. I walked up slowly. I heard the other's talking, but my eyes belonged to the last stone slab. I bent down beside it.
"Ed, are you ok?" I heard Lucy asked.
I shook myself and looked up at her. "Hmm?" I asked, as if not understanding the question.
"Are you ok?" she asked again.
"Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't I be?" I replied.
She looked down. I looked over and saw something that made me walk over to it. I heard the other's following close behind. When I got to it, I found it was a rock, not just a rock a boulder, as if from a... catapoult.
I froze. "Catacpoults, this didn't just happen." I said looking up at the other's desperately "Cair Paravel was attacked."
Peter walked over to a wall and together we pushed a stone door out of the way. It revealed a wooden door, an old rotten wooden door. It didn't take much to break it down. Peter started tearing a bit of his shirt off at the bottom. He found a stick and tied the piece of fabric on it.
"I don't suppose you have any matches do you?" he asked looking at me, since I was the only one with a bag.
I chuckled to myself. "No." I said, reaching into my bag "But would this help?" I said pulling my new electric torch out.
Peter gave me a slightly despairing look. "You might have mentioned that a bit sooner." he said.
I heard Susan and Lucy giggling. I chuckled, turned on the torch, and started down the stairs.
When we came to yet another door, it was easier to open than the stone one. But there were still more stairs. There were 5 trunks on one wall, and we immediately knew which on was which. I opened mine and started shuffling through it slowly.
"I was so tall." I heard Lucy say, making me look over. I looked down and saw an old helmet.
"Well, you were older then." Susan said.
I smiled and put the helmet on. "As opposed to thousands of years later, when your younger." I said.
Susan and Lucy chuckled.
I took the helmet off and put it back. I found my sword, and somehow it was still in wonderful condition. Peter walked up to his trunk. Susan, Lucy, and I watched as he opened his trunk and pulled out his sword.
He unsheathed it. "When Aslan bares his teeth, winter meets it's death." he quoted.
"And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again." Lucy finished.
All of us looked over at her, and I was shocked when I did. She looked like she was about to cry.
"Everyone we knew, Mr. Tumnus, the Beavers, their all gone."
I looked down. Thinking of the other's made me think of Alex. And thinking of Alex made me feel the lump in my throat rising. My breathing started coming in shuddering gasps, as I tried to fight the tears that wanted to come. I heard one of them walk up to me, and when I looked up it was Susan.
"You ok Ed?" she asked, tears in her eyes as well.
I couldn't answer, instead a sob came forth. She pulled me in her arms, even though I'm as big as her.
"It's going to be ok." she reassured, rubbing my back.
Lucy came over and wrapped her arms around my waist. I pulled my arm that wasn't around Susan around her. I looked over at Peter who I found also had tears in his eyes, though they weren't coming out like they were with Susan, Lucy, and I.
He finally looked up at me and tried to smile. "Alright, let's get changed. We've got to figure out what happened." he said.
I nodded and whiped Lucy's cheeks, as I found them to be very damp.
Susan walked over to her trunk and rumaged through it. She finally found a dress that fit her, as did Lucy. Soon Peter found a tunic and pants that would fit him, though for some reason I was having bit more of difficulty. I practically had to dive into mine. I pulled out tunic after tunic, and my heart stopped when I came to the last one that might fit.
"Ed?" Peter asked.
I dug a bit more and found the under tunic for this one. I held it close to me and found a pair of pants, now that had been easy, they were right on top.
"Ed, what's up. You just cradled a tunic." Peter said.
"It's.. it's the one I met Alex in, we met Alex in." I held it up "Remember. It was the one I had to wear for two weeks on end." I said rolling my eyes.
But I looked at it and it looked perfect. Since none of us wanted to leave each other's company, we turned around while the other's changed. Peter, Susan, and I turned around first, allowing Lucy to change. Then Susan changed, then Peter did, this took much convincing but even though I wanted to wear the tunic, I didn't want to either.
I went last and once I had it on, I was somewhat glad I did. I was surprised it fit, concidering I was still 2 years younger than when I had worn it, but then I remembered when my valet had washed it, it had shrunk... alot. At least he got the blood stains out. I sighed and told the other's they could turn around. When they did Lucy let out a sob.
"What's wrong Lu?" I asked.
She shook her head. "Nothing." she replied looking down.
"Lucy Pevensie, answer me." I said sternly, but not harshly.
"It's just, you look so sad." she replied.
I shrugged. "Pain is a common thing in my life." I said before walking up the stairs.
I started walking around, looking at things forgotten, on Narnian terms anyway. I seemed to be in a familiar hallway, if it could be concidered that, and when I reached another hallway, once again without a roof, with 4 doors, 2 on one side, 2 on the other, I knew exactly where I was. The other's came up behind me.
"Our rooms!" Lucy exclaimed running forward.
Peter followed, going into his room.
Susan smiled and went into hers.
I stood there, but sighed and walked into Alex's and mine. There wasn't much left of anything. The blanket's were all gone, moth's most likely, the bed was practically in half, the dresser, all that was left of that was a leg on the ground. The small couch where we used to sit and read was practically nothing at all. The closet was still there, but the clothes, that's another story. The only thing that seemed to be in one piece was the bed frame, and even that was rotted out, and a desk, also rotted out.
I walked over to the desk and opened a drawer. It fell into pieces and many of them narrowly escaped my right foot. I kept my feet back and opened the other drawers. I found a note in one. It was still in one piece. I picked it up and opened it. Alex had, rather excitedly, told me to look in this drawer when I got a chance, just before we were taken out of Narnia. And here it was. What would it say? Would I even be able to read it? All I could do was read it. I took a deep breathe and started reading.
My Dearest Edmund,
I'm too excited to tell you in person, so I thought writing it would make it more clear. Even now my hand is shaking as you can probably tell from this chicken scratch that should be called hand-writing. Anyway, I shall just get to the point. Edmund, your going to be a father. I'm pregnant! Can you believe it, all these years and finally we shall have a child! Come and find me once you've read this. I love you with all my heart.
-Alex
My heart stopped. A father? I should be a father. I could be a father right now, instead I'm not! Well, I probably am, it's been a year. But I wasn't there. I hope somebody was. Well, she would be back in her world. But how did she explain.
I fell to my knee's, dropping the letter. It felt like somebody had just punched me in the stomach with an iron fist. The thought had occured to me, what if the child had died during the changing world's and becoming children again. Well she wasn't a child, she was 15, but still, that's alot to go through.
I heard Lucy call my name, but I didn't respond. I picked the letter back up and read it again. This couldn't be true. It couldn't. We had been married 11 years, nearly 12, and suddenly just before I have to leave her she get's pregnant! It couldn't! It had to be a mistake! But something inside me knew it wasn't. That would explain why she had been acting so strange. Oh dear Aslan, why?!
"Ed! What's wrong?!" Lucy exclaimed running up.
I let out a shuddering breath. "Read for yourself." I said hoarsely.
She cautiously took the letter. When she finished reading her eyes went wide. "Oh Edmund! Congra... oh." she said her eyes dropping as she realized.
"That was thousands of years ago. A year our time. Either the baby was born and I wasn't there, or, or, it died when changing world's." I said quickly, trying to get it out before I started crying.
Susan came in. "What's going on?" she asked.
Lucy handed her the letter. "Oh dear. I'm so sorry Ed." she said.
I nodded.
"Whow, who died?" Peter asked walking in.
I snorted and looked down. Susan handed him the letter. His eyes went wide. "I really have to stop using that saying." he said.
Susan smacked his shoulder. "Shut up." she hissed.
A sound came from down so we ran down there to see what was going on. I only hoped it would be the answer to all of our questions.
