Author's Note - Despite normally sticking solely to book pairing and despairing films that stray from the plot, I found myself rooting for "Suspian" in Prince Caspian and was inspired to write this. Susan will be more like the book Susan from The Last Battle than the film Susan that is Disney approved. This follows the film "Voyage of the Dawntreader" and starts just after Lucy has cast the spell that makes herself look like Susan. I don't own either the books nor the films and I hope you enjoy this =)

Prologue

Bolting backwards, Lucy found herself gazing at Aslan's reflection in the mirror, his soulful gold eyes gazing sympathetically at her. Tears springing out of her eyes at what she had just done, Lucy found no comfort in not being able to give the giant lion a hug. Any kind of contact would have made her feel better but the lion offered none and soon disappeared from even the reflection in the mirror. Throwing the offending page into the fire and watching the paper curl and burn into ash offered a small degree of satisfaction but Lucy felt it wasn't enough. Gael was still fast asleep curled up among the sheets, her clenched fists the only indication that it wasn't as peaceful as it should be.

Now Lucy wasn't the type of girl to hold regrets, infact she tended to try and live life to the full making mistakes and learning from them, and she certainly wasn't the type of girl to have tears spring to her eyes over herself. But that night both happened. She dashed out the cabin, heading to her brother Edmund's hammock desperately wanting to be safely held in his arms as Lucy the youngest Pevensie, not Susan the beautiful one. She wanted to be called Lu and babied by Peter and she wanted, oh how she wanted, soothing words and advice from her older sister who always knew what to say to make Lucy feel better.

"Edmund! Edmund! Wake up!" Lucy cried, her face red and blotchy from her tears. On her loud outburst not only did Edmund wake up but Caspian and Eustace in the hammocks next to him began to stir too. The three men, for the word boys did not apply to them in Narnia, glanced at the distressed face of the Valiant Queen and grew worried. What had happened to the lively girl to make her so upset?

"Lucy? What is it?" Edmund asked as she threw herself forward into his lap, the hammock swinging dangerously threatening to tip him out. "Lucy! Lu?" Pushing her slightly away from him so he could get down, Edmund landed on the floor beside her and looked into her watery eyes. "What's wrong? Nightmare?" He too had been plagued with them, just like the rest of the crew. Jadis kept appearing and offering him ultimate power if he joined her. In his rational mind he knew that she couldn't actually be there. They had defeated her over a thousand years ago and just last year he had smashed up her last remaining image, but even the misty spectra chilled him to his bones and made him slightly glad of his sister's interruption and desperate hug.

Lucy choked on her words, fear and guilt overcoming her as she tried to trip them out, noticing that not only her brother, but King Caspian and annoying cousin Eustace were looking at her with deep worry present. "Ed, I want to go home!" She spat out, silently praying just to see her sister, Susan always knew what to do, "It's, it's..."

"What's wrong Queen Lucy?" Caspian asked, his large hand coming down sympathetically on her shoulder.

"Yes, why did you wake everyone in the middle of the night?" Eustace added jumping out of his own hammock not to comfort his cousin but because hammocks did not suit the modern mind of the young teen who liked the comfort of a solid bed. There certainly weren't much comforts for young Master Scrubb on this ship.

Her sobs receding slightly, Lucy stumbled out her next words, not before narrowing her eyes menacingly at Eustace, "Bad dream," she couldn't bring herself to tell them the truth. Her own guilt eating away at her for her lie, Lucy began to cry pitifully again, resolving to tell the truth, "At the magician's house there was a book," three sets of eyes urged her to continue, "it was a book of incantations and there was this spell in it and I took it! And I said it!"

Edmund instantly grabbed her tightly, trying to assess if there was any damage done, "What happened Lucy? Are you alright?"

Waving her brother off, Lucy continued, "I'm alright, Aslan saved me. But, but... Edmund, what's wrong with me?" By now all three men were thoroughly confused, not quite sure what Lucy was talking about or what on Narnia Aslan had saved her from, however before they could interrupt and ask, Lucy erupted again, fresh tears and fresh wails, "I want Susan! I want to go to America!" Her sentences became fractured with sobs, the other residents of the room only able to catch a couple of words, "-Not fair! - Pretty! - Me! - Miss! - Officer! - Susan! - Sister!-" Edmund grabbed hold of Lucy's forearms, shaking her gently to try and restore sense to her brain. He was genuinely scared for her having never seen her have this sort of breakdown before. Lucy normally reacted a lot more calmly than what she was currently doing. "I WANT SUSAN!" She screamed causing Edmund, Caspian and Eustace to wince at the new volume her cries had reached.

"Lucy, Lu, Lu. I miss her and Peter too but you know that Su's in America. We'll see Peter when we get back and you can reply to Susan's letter. You never got a chance to do that did you?" Edmund asked, trying to reason with his distressed sister.

Eustace however decided to interject his own opinion, "The British counsel! I want the British counsel! Me and Lucy want to go home. Now!"

Two screaming children, for they were showing no signs of maturity to be called adults, was too much for Caspian as he gazed helplessly at Edmund for lack of knowledge of what to do. Edmund shot him an equally confused look back. Neither knew what to do, the voyage was proving even more treacherous than expected. The nightmares they expected. The complete breakdown they didn't. Caspian sighed, should he make the decision to turn back and spare his crew the traumas that were ahead? How would anyone be able to tell Gael though that they weren't getting her mother back?

A different kind of scream and crash broke over Lucy and Eustaces' pleas. No words were uttered but complete shock, hurt and horror came across as the pile of storage fell onto the floor; metal and wood bouncing and echoing loudly in the darkness. Both children stopped and stared equally confused.

"What the fucking flipping shit fuck? Ouch my toe!" A distinctly feminine voice exclaimed, stumbling out the corner, expletives falling from her mouth every second.

The four seafarers turned in shock as the slim figure of a beautiful young brunette came staggering out the corner, a large suitcase causing her to sway dangerously from side to side, this movement only enhanced by the copious amount of alcohol she had consumed earlier that evening. Her blue eyes wide and vacant as she tried to take in her surroundings despite there being two or three of everything.

While the other three stood as if they were under Jadis' spell, Eustace was the first to react, "Susan?" he exclaimed, gawking at the elder Pevensie sister, "But, but I thought you were in America!"

Susan Pevensie stood, or rather tried to stand, as she looked in shock at those around her. Then in shock at her setting. Blinking several times, her pupils already huge from the alcohol coursing through her blood, she looked around slowly, "Are we," she asked, "Are we on a boat?"

AN - I hope you liked it. If you did please review =)