I stood outside the doctor's office. Waiting for my parents to finish talking to the doctor. After my camping trip the pain in my…in my breasts had gotten worse. I wasn't concerned about it, but mom and dad insisted we see the doctor.

"Will, are you sure you aren't hungry?"

"Yes, I'm sure," I grumbled. Greg continued to pester me until I said, "You know what, I am kind of hungry. Could you go get me some chips from the vending machine down the hall?"

"Sure thing, sis," Greg said and got up to get me my snack.

I mouthed, "Thank Aslan." And stared at the picture in front of me. It was that of a lion. Its mouth open, giving a feral snarl, exposing his teeth.

Even though it had only been a few months I was still missing Narnia and wishing to return. Even if it would get me out of this stupid doctor's office. I stood up and walked down the hall, looking at the pictures. Stopping when I found one that looked strangely like a great Narnian ship. The front was carved into, what looked like a dragon.

Just below were the words. "Donated by A. and H. Scrubb in the loving memory of their son".

Taking a closer look I stepped forward. As I did so I felt my body become light, but heavy as I was pulled against my will into the painting. And to my amazement the picture began to move.

From down the hall I could hear my name being called, "Will…Will, where are you?"

"Greg?" I looked behind me to find myself and my brother being pulled in.

"Will!" he shouted and grabbed my arm. However he was just dragged in with me.

We fell through time and space as we plummeted into the painting. Landing on the hard deck of a ship. Groaning I stood up. "Great Lion, that hurt," I wheezed.

Greg was still unconscious on the floor, evidently he hit his head.

"Will!" a much older version of Caspian ran to meet me. "What a wonderful surprise!"

"Caspian?" I looked him up and down before embracing him. "You've changed. How long has it been?"

Caspian thought it over, "Oh…well, three years?"

I laughed, "Is Narnia still in one piece?"

"Very funny," he laughed and gave me a playful slap on the back. "And who is your friend?" He looked down at Greg.

"That would be Gregory, my older brother," I knelt down to try and rouse him, "And apparently quite unconscious. Before we do anything else could we get him to a bed or something?"

"Of course," Caspian said and signaled to a crew member to take Gregory bellow deck where he'd be more comfortable.

A deep voice from the ground called to me, "My lady!"

I looked down and knelt, "Reepicheep, at least this time you don't have sword pointed at me. How are you?"

"Very well, my lady, very well."

Giving him a smile I stood again to address Caspian. "So are you going to stand there all day or are you going to tell me why I'm here. I take it you blew the horn."

Caspian shook his head, "No. I have not. Having you aboard is a pleasant surprise."

I looked around, "Care to tell me where you're going?"

"Of course we-."

Caspian was interrupted by a screams cut short by several splashes. We looked over the side of the ship. Three people were swimming in the ocean. I recognized two of them. Lucy and Edmund. The third, however, I didn't recognize.

All of a sudden I heard a splash as Caspian and another crew member jumped over the side of the ship to rescue them from the cold looking water.

They hulled them aboard.

"Will!" Lucy squealed and hugged me.

"Lucy," I giggled, "you're all wet!" I pulled back, "And you've gotten older. You look a lot more like you did back in the old days."

She smiled.

"How in the world did you end up here?" Caspian asked smiling.

"I have no idea," Lucy said, wrapping a towel around herself.

"Willow!" Edmund called.

I turned and practically knocked him over, "Edmund!"

Edmund smiled and twirled me around.

Giving him a sound kiss on the lips Edmund said, "I take it you missed me then."

"Of course I missed you, you idiot," I laughed.

Edmund took a towel and wrapped himself up. "You're all wet now."

I smirked, "Guess you're going to have to share that towel with me."

"Guess I do," he said and wrapped and arm around me, giving me a peck on the cheek.

"You called us?" Lucy asked.

"No," Caspian said and looked to me.

Edmund and I joined them.

Looking at me while he said this Edmund said, "Whatever the case I'm just glad to be here."

I blushed.

"Get that thing off me!"

A loud, annoying noise, made its way over to us.

"Get that thing off me!" Poor Reepicheep was trying to help whoever he was and ended up getting tossed off.

Reepicheep scurried over to us as he was thrown off. "Reepicheep," Lucy said.

The mouse tried to adjust himself from his dishevelment as he said, "Oh, your majesties."

"Hello, Reep," Edmund said with a smile, "What a pleasure."

"The pleasure is all mine, sir. But first what to do with this…this…this."

The boy turned to us and pointed at Reepicheep, "That giant rat thing just tried to claw my face off!"

Reepicheep explained, "I was merely trying to expel the water from your lungs, sir."

"It talks…did you hear that…it just talked!" The strange boy was having a bit of culture shock.

"He always talks," one of the crew members said.

"It's actually getting him to shut up is the trick," Caspian said as a joke.

"The moment there is nothing to be said, your highness, I promise you I will not say it," Reepicheep said.

I smiled and clutched Edmund tighter.

The boy continued to shout, "I don't know what kind of prank this is, but I want to wake up right now!"

"Perhaps we can throw him back," Reep suggested.

Edmund seemed to think this over as if it were a considerable option.

Lucy saw this and elbowed my husband, "Edmund!"

"What?"

The boy continued his little temper tantrum, "I demand to know, just where in the blazes am I?!"

A minotaur answered, "You're on the Dawn Treader, the finest ship in Narnia's navy."

And he fainted.

A few of the crewmembers laughed.

"Was it something I said?" the minotaur asked.

Caspian walked up a few stairs and called out, "Men, behold our castaways. Edmund the Just and his wife Willow the Just's Heart and Lucy the Valiant. High King, Lady Champion, and High Queen of Narnia."

Slowly each man on board knelt.

I shifted uncomfortably. I looked to Caspian, "Can they get up now?"

Caspian, Edmund, and Lucy laughed.