A/N: Hi! This is my first fanfic. I really hope that you will like it.
I would like to dedicate the story to my sister IndianFeather1994. You are the best! If it wasn't for you I would have never done this.
Okay now about the story. I changed the Pevensies' ages from 14, 13, 11 & 9 in Prince Caspian to 16, 15, 13 & 11. The train crash did happen but Peter, Edmund & Lucy were not on it. So all four Pevensies' are still in England. But Professor Digory Kirke, Polly Plummer, Eustace Scrubb and Jill Pole did die in the crash. So the Pevensies are the only ones left in our world that have ever been to Narnia.
I really hope that you will review because this is my first fanfic and I would really like to know what you think. If you have any questions or advice please leave it in a review or PM me. Thanks for choosing my story. I hope you enjoy reading it.
Full Summary:
All four Pevensies' get thrown back into a world they thought they would never see again. But is it still home? What happens when they see faces they knew to be dead? Will the Kings and Queens of old survive the adventure that none of them saw coming? Or will everything be lost to a power stronger than they could have ever imagined?
"Together we will stand. Divided we will perish."
Here We Go Again.
Chapter one: I Will Never Go Back.
Peter's POV
It had been ten years since I had last been to Narnia.
After we helped Prince Caspian claim his throne Aslan told Susan and me that we had learned all we could from Narnia and it was time to live in our own world. But my world was Narnia. After you spend 15 years ruling and fighting wars to save the kingdom and the people it becomes your home. Narnia will always be home.
But after about two years I realized that there was nothing I could do to change Aslan's mind so I might as well move on with my life. So I did. I made new friends, started dating, and just living.
So now when I was 25 years of age I was about to make the biggest decision of my life. Well, aside from making decisions for a whole nation that is. But what I was about to do would be the biggest thing that I had ever done with my personal life. I was about to ask the woman I loved to be my wife.
I was waiting for Jillian at the little café where we first met. Jillian was 23, a year younger than Susan.
Susan. I hadn't seen her for two years. No one had to my knowledge. After we got back ten years ago she started acting like it was all a game. We all tried to help her but she just wouldn't see reason. I guess it was too much to handle that she could never go back to Narnia.
I remember one time she actually screamed at Lucy and told her to never speak to her about 'that place' again. Lucy stayed up all night crying with me and Edmund there to comfort her. After that Lucy hardly ever talked to Susan again.
The last time I saw Susan it was Christmas two years ago. We were all at Mum and Dad's house.
Mum had planned this really nice Christmas Eve dinner and then we were all going to go to the church for midnight mass.
But apparently, Susan had other plans. She brought a date to dinner and didn't even tell anyone that she was bringing one. And then she left early claming that they had something to do with his family.
I didn't believe them though. I heard her and him talking outside before they came in and she told him not to worry they would get their time alone. She'd just say that they have to do something with his family. Then he said that his family is in America for the holidays. And she said that she knew that but her family didn't.
Mum was heartbroken because she didn't have all of her babies with her when it turned midnight. But that wasn't even the worse part of the evening.
At dinner Edmund and Lucy were talking quietly about how Mr. and Mrs. Beaver would always tell the story of when Narnia was created on Christmas Eve.
Well Susan heard them and after dinner when Mum and Dad were clearing the table and Susan's date went out for a smoke, she started telling them that they had no right to be talking about a make believe story at the dinner table on Christmas eve when it wasn't even real. She also said that we should all grow up and get our heads out of the clouds.
That's when I lost it. I told her that she didn't have a right to tell us what to believe in and if she didn't want to believe in the truth then that's fine, just don't tell us what to do.
Then she went in the kitchen, told Mum and Dad goodnight, and then walked out the door without another word.
That was the last time I saw my sister.
I was taken out of my thoughts when I heard the bell ringing on the door to the café.
I looked up to see Jillian just coming through the door. She was more beautiful than the day I met her.
She was wearing a light green dress, not bright but pale and a brown knit sweater with only the first button done. She had her hair pulled back with just a few of her light brown curls framing her cream-colored face.
She smiled as she saw me.
She came over to me and I stood up to give her a kiss on the cheek. We sat down opposite each other and ordered a milkshake to share.
I fingered the ring that I had bought with all of my savings in my pocket.
"So how are you Peter?" she asked.
"I'm wonderful. How about you?" I replied.
"I'm quite good. Actually there is something I think we should talk about." she said.
"Oh, well there is something I wanted to talk to you about also." I responded.
"Well then by all means go ahead." she said with a smile. I loved that smile.
"Well I want to ask you something first." I began.
"Okay." she replied with a questioning look on her beautiful face.
I stood up and moved over to stand in front of her. Then I knelt down on one knee and took out the ring.
I held it up in front of her while I said, "Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife, Jillian?"
She just stared at the ring with her mouth open in shock for a while and then she finally looked up at me.
"Peter." she whispered. "I… this is so out of the blue." she then said.
"Well we have been together for two years now and I know that I wouldn't want to spend the rest my life with anyone else…So I figured there is no time like the present." I said with a huge smile on my face.
"Peter, I can't." she said while looking down.
The huge smiles on my face quickly faded.
"What? Why not?" I asked in a hurry.
"Peter the thing I wanted to talk to you about was… I wanted to break it off. We're just not right for each other. I'm sorry." she said.
Then she got up and left me there on one knee holding a ring out to thin air.
How could this happen? I thought we loved each other was all I could think.
I felt like someone had just pulled the rug out from under me. No wait. I felt like someone had just plunged a knife into my heart.
"Are you okay sir?" I heard a voice say behind me.
I slowly got up and turned around. The waitress had our milkshake and two spoons.
"I'll be fine." I said. But I wasn't sure if that was true. Then I turned to the door and started walking away.
"Aren't you going to drink your milkshake?" the waitress asked.
"No, no I'm not. You may have it if you like." I then threw some money on the table to pay for the milkshake and left the little café hopefully never to come back again.
I hope that you enjoyed the first chapter! I will try to update soon. Please let me know what you think of how I did in a review. And also I would really like to know what your favorite part of the Chapter was. Thanks and God bless!