An: Princess Lucy asked for a Caspian/Susan fic in which Caspian came into Susan's world. I wanted to do one but make it like something that hasn't been done yet, so I added a somewhat pointless side story with Edmund. And there is going to be an intresting plot twist involing Peter and another person later on in the story. But mostly It is Susan/Caspian. (I'm not actally a big fan of that pairing but I thought I'd try my hand at a multi chapter about them just to see what I came up with...) And yes it is VERY AU.

"Susan?" A voice called from downstairs.

Susan rubbed her tired eyes and rose from her bed. Ugh! why did they insist she get up early during the school holidays? It wasn't fair. She'd been having the dream again. The good one. Where she was married to Caspian and they had to kids, Caspian and Susan the seconds. Okay, so their kids' names weren't very well thought out. It didn't mean it wasn't a good dream. A dream that would never come true, sure it was. but it was still good.

"Susan!" Helen called from downstairs. "Will you stop dreaming about princes and get a move on?"

This was a little joke between mother and daughter. When Susan was five she had declared rather loudly in front of her family. "I'm going to marry a prince when I grow up!"

Hence her mother always joked that she was dreaming about her future prince. However that was incorrect. She wasn't dreaming about a prince from the future, rather it was one from the past. One she could never have.

"By the lion's mane, I'm getting a bit old for princes mother!" Susan called down to her mother.

"Okay dear, whatever you say. Come down for breakfast." Helen's voice called back up.

"Hey Su." Edmund walked right past her and into her room.

"Don't you knock?" Susan said crossly.

"Sure, sometimes, why not?" Edmund started rummaging though her clothes draws. "Do you have any sock that aren't pink?"

She glared at him and made a growling sound.

"What?" Edmund said as thought it wasn't rude of him to go through her stuff. Then he shrugged and went back to digging while Susan made huffy sounds.

Suddenly his hand stuck against a flower patterned book. Without hesitating, Edmund opened it. "Lions Alive! It's like an ode to Caspian!"

"That's mine." Susan tried to grab it out of his hand but he kept moving.

"If Caspian and I were together now we'd probably be laughing about how funny it was that we lived 1300 years apart." Edmund read out loud. He turned over to Susan. "Very deep stuff, Su."

Susan finally managed to pull the book out of Edmund's hands. "Hey I wasn't done." Edmund protested. "I didn't even get to the gushy parts."

Wishing her mother had decided to stop after two kids, Susan reached out, grabbed Edmund by the ear, and proceeded to pull him towards the door.

"Get out of my room!"

"Ow!" Edmund stood in the doorway rubbing his red ear. "But I need socks! Mine are all dirty!"

"Then wash them." Susan rolled her eyes.

"I can't. They're so bad that I had to get someone to dispose of them." Edmund explained.

"Ed, even you can't have that much foot odor." Susan reminded him. "It's impossible."

"Foot odor is only the half if it." Edmund said with a distant look on his face.

"Great!" Susan slammed the door in his face. How dare that brat look at her journal! No one was ever supposed to read that. It was supposed to replace all the loss she'd suffered from not having enough time to form real memories with her prince. It was meant for her eyes and her eyes alone. Now that someone else had looked at it, she no longer treasured the book. She hated it. It wasn't was it was meant to be. It was broken. She half wanted to burn it in the down stairs fireplace. Now that it was read it became as pointless as the trashy Romanic novels that lined the shelves in her friends bedrooms. Caspian was reduced to nothing but a muscled hero and Susan reduced to an air headed maiden in peril.

Sitting on her bed thinking about if the book was now good for anything but toilet paper, Susan glanced out the window and saw a very unhappy looking Lucy carrying a basket of brown objects that were shaped like socks. She was wearing a mask over her mouth and was trying to burry the socks in the back yard. The mask slipped and Lucy started to gasp choking on the fumes from the socks. Peter raced over and pulled her out of the smelly area then moments later returned dragging Edmund by the ear. (Poor Edmund that was the second time in one day!) Then he pointed to the socks and held his nose. Then Edmund said something to him and Peter slapped him upside the head.

Susan suppressed a smile she didn't even want to know what they were up to. She looked back at the book. Suddenly she didn't want to burn it. Trashy and silly though it was, it was all she had left of him. And she didn't want to give it up.

Meanwhile, in Narnia, Caspian was thinking about her too. He was engaged to be married to a beautiful girl. The daughter of a real star. So why couldn't he stop thinking about Susan? Susan was beautiful too but in a very different way from his star girl. Susan was dark haired and light-skinned. His star girl was every bit as light-skinned as Susan but she had hair lighter than winter wheat. He loved his star girl dearly but he wondered what it would've been like to be engaged to Susan instead.

Suddenly, Trumpkin ran in his room. "Hello my king." he called racing past him.

"What are you doing?" Caspian asked as the dwarf started looking around his room for something.

"Has your majesty and spare swords?" Trumkin wanted to know.

"Yes." Caspian told him. "Why?"

"I'm in a duel with another dwarf and my sword has broken." Trumpkin explained. "We agreed to a five minute break but I can't find a sword..."

"Say!" Trumpkin noticed a book lying on Caspian's nightstand. "I don't think I've read this one."

"No!" Caspian exclaimed. But it was too late, Trumpkin had already opened the book and was reading in disbelief. "You still have feelings for Queen Susan?"

"That's mine." Caspian said in a testy voice. "Please leave this room."

"But this isn't good." Trumpkin warned him. "My king, you are getting married very soon! you can't just have feelings like this for someone else. It's not...right."

"Trumpkin, please leave my bed chamber before I have my guards move you." Caspian said firmly.

"You promised to be a good king." he reminded him. "Promised Aslan you did!"

"I am a good king!" Caspian boomed. "I did everything right! I went on the stupid voyage to find the lost lords, I brought back a proper Queen, I came back as I promised. I've done everything you Narnians ever asked me to do!"

Trumpkin nodded and left the room. Caspian clearly needed sometime alone.

Caspian took a deep breath. He'd done everything right. So why wasn't he happy? Was he did he feel as though being king wasn't a great as it was cut out to be? Before he'd worried that he was not ready. Now his worry was that he was ready but simply didn't feel up to it anymore. At that moment, Caspian happened to look out the window and see his dear Star girl standing far too close to the tree Aslan and opened as a gate to that other world. The one Susan had gone through.

The Star Girl tripped over her long, blue gown and fell throw to the other side of the tree.

"No!" Exclaimed Caspian. He raced though the castle, passed Reepicheep and another mouse who were in a duel, passed three dryads in a spirited debate over some lame law, and out into the open. Then he ran through the tree himself. He had to save his star girl. But where was she? Where was he?

Caspian brushed himself off and looked round. He was in a strange sort of town. There were a whole lot of houses in a row. How was he ever going to find his star girl here? Well, he'd best try one of the houses. Better than just standing around doing nothing at all. But what house to try first? In the distance he thought he saw a little girl that looked quite a bit like the Queen Lucy enter one of the houses.

Maybe it's a sign from Aslan, Caspian thought. So he walked up to the door of that house and knocked.

Inside Helen had her hands full. Eustace (Who was visiting them from the holidays) and Edmund seemed to be taking random items outside with them. And she was trying to find out where on earth they were going with a jack-hammer. So she didn't have time to answer the door. "Susan, Can you get that?"

Susan sighed and opened the door. "Ye..." She stopped mid-word when she saw who it was. It was Caspian. What was he doing here. Was she dreaming this?

"Queen Susan?" Caspian gasped. She was the last person he'd expected to see.

It's short I know but more is to come and this is just to give a taste of the story to see if anyone likes it. So If you want to find out what happens next give me a review (Suggestions are welcome) and I'll add more.