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Chapter one

How long has it been?

A figure stood listening carefully over the hush of the forest. Beating of hooves and shouting could be heard off in the distance. "What is it your majesty?" A badger whispered standing next to the figure. Removing their cloaks hood revealing a young woman with long red hair.

"Trouble. Head back to the others Trufflehunter. I'll go alert my brother. We must be ready to fight." Turning around disappeared deeper into the forest.

Coming to a group of creatures that were once proud beings but laid low by merciless men that destroyed their homes, their lives, making them flee into the forest to hide. Going up to a male with black hair and ice blue eyes. "Liam, Telmarines are in the forest." Nodding he threw her a quiver filled with arrows and her bow.

"Take them out. Just be careful you don't get caught Audi." He instructed as she nodded. Quickly heading back to where the men were coming from, she noticed someone fall off their horse. It dragged them until getting their foot out of the saddle. Laying there to trying to get their breathing under control.

Two dwarves came out of a tree just as the Telmarine soldiers came into the clearing. "You take care of him." One instructed going to fight the Telmarine's. Audi staying in the shadows watching and waiting to see if her friends needed help.

"Trumpkin move." She whispered notching an arrow sending it flying into one of the soldiers that snuck up on the dwarf. Looking where the arrow came from as Audi made her presence known. Just then a horn sounded. Jerking back looking at the boy who blew an all too familiar horn.

"That's Aunt Susan's horn." Running back to the others, "Nikabrik no!" She shouted just as he hit the boy in the head with the handle of his sword. Audi picked up the horn that was laying in the unconscious boy's hand. Looking at him sighing bent down taking one of his arms slumping it over her shoulder. "Come on help me get him inside."

"What? He's one of them!" he yelled. She rounded on him holding the horn in her hands.

"He has Aunt Susan's horn. If he had this then he needs help. My father would never refuse help from anyone. Now help me!" she yelled at him. Grudgingly he helped her bring him inside where Trufflehunter bandaged his head. Looking at the unconscious boy feeling something flutter in her heart. Fetching some water, a cloth sitting by his side as she wiped the dirt and blood from his face.

Starting to stir he opened his eyes looking around when his eyes landed on the girl with red hair and bright blue eyes. "Where am I?" He asked trying to get up. Placing her hand on his shoulder to keep him laying down.

"Sh...You're safe now." She soothed putting her hand to his cheek. "You need to rest."

"Who are you?" He asked fighting heavy eyelids.

"I'm a friend. Now sleep." She told him as closing his eyes as his breathing became regular and heavy. Getting up leaving the room to join the others.

"How is he?" Trufflehunter asked.

"He seems to be running from something. I need to inform my brother about him." Grabbing her weapons leaving the hut. Trufflehunter walked out with her. "Whatever happens don't let Nikabrik kill him. Lead him to the others once he fully awakes if I don't return."

"Yes your majesty." Trufflehunter bowed his head. And with everything taken care of she disappeared into the shadows.

Reaching the camp sight she was pulled into a hug. "Are you alright?" Liam questioned.

"Yes but we have a problem. Telmarines were chasing one of their own. They captured Trumpkin. Liam he had Aunt Susan's horn. He blew the horn. Liam do you think dad, mum and the others will come back?" she asked.

"I hope so Audi the more that comes the better." Liam looked out into the night.

~*Bridget's POV*~

Standing in a cemetery looking over three gravestones one marked William Daniel O'Sullivan, another marked Jack Patrick O'Sullivan and the last Margret Mary O'Sullivan. My family buried beneath my feet. My father died three months after being transported back to the Dublin hospital here in Ireland. Then mother passed away two weeks ago and we just laid her to rest. Grandma and grandpa came over to help me pack things and take care of the expenses of both funerals.

Laying the flowers I had brought at the base of their headstones. Looking up at the sky as it started to drizzle. "This is so unfair. First my children, then my husband and now my parents. Oh Aslan how cruel you are." I whispered into the clouded sky.

Walking back to the house that was once a happy home now a cold one. Everything we had in boxes the house felt so empty. "I am going for a walk." I called out to my grandparents. Going to my favorite spot to be alone; which was a pond that William and da made one year to bring water to the house before the plumbing was completed.

Sitting at the edge staring into the water at my reflection. Tears cascaded down my face as the feeling of helplessness over whelmed me. Feeling a pinch on my back turning around seeing no one was there. Looking back at the water seeing a similar reflection. "Aslan?" Standing up to fast losing my balance and falling backwards into the water. Feeling like I was drowning fighting my way up to the surface gulping in air. The water tasted salty and there was a warm breeze.

The only explanation was Narnia. Hearing splashing and laugher had me staring at the beach as I noticed four very well-known people that I loved very much. Swimming up to them finally being able to touch the bottom. Someone noticed me waving their hands.

"BRI!" Everyone turned and smiled. But not as much as Peter did. Rushing to me pulling me into his embrace as he kissed me with so much passion making me melt.

"Oh Bridget I missed you so much."

"I missed you too Peter." Going back to the beach as the others took turns hugging me.

"Oh Bri I missed you." Lucy cried.

"I missed you to Lucy. Hello Susan." Hugging her then turning to Edmund. He smiled hugging me as well. Then he threw me back into the water. I surfaced smiling at him as we continued to play in the water until Edmund was looking at something.

"Ed...Ed?" Susan called to him.

"What is it?" Peter asked before I dunked him into the water. Laughing as he came up grabbing me by the waist. We looked on at the youngest boy who was clearly distracted.

"Where do you suppose we are?" he questioned. Peter looked at me as we looked on at the boy and his question.

"Well where do you think?" Peter said looking at him in disbelief.

"I don't remember any ruins in Narnia," he said. Looking up where Edmund was looking. Getting out of the water as we made our way up to investigate where we were.

"How is everything? Your dad and mum?" Peter asked me. I shook my head looking down.

"They passed away. Da from his injuries and mum got ill after he passed. Then she passed away two weeks ago." Feeling the tears flowing. "Life is cruel."

"I'm sorry love." Peter kissed my head as we continued to walk around the ruins. Taking my hand as we came to a stop on some stairs.

"Wonder who lived here?" Lucy asked looking back at Susan who was coming up when she kicked something we all noticed her picking it up.

"I think we did." Holding up something that looked familiar.

"Hey that's mine." Edmund said as we all gathered back together. "From my chess set."

"Which chess set?" Peter asked.

"Well...I didn't exactly have a solid golden chess set back in Finchley did I?" He took the figurine in his hand. Lucy looked off into the distance.

"It can't be," she whispered dishearten. Taking off running as we all followed her until she stopped. "Don't you see?"

"What?" Peter asked as she put us in spots where something was sticking out of the ground.

"Imagine a walls. And columns there." She pointed as she adjusted Susan. "And a glass roof." Standing beside Peter's right and felt my heart sink when we finally figured it out.

"Cair Parevel." He said. Feeling my knees give out knowing my children were gone. "Bridget?!" Peter rushed to me.

Helping me up we started walking around the ruins of our home. Edmund knelt down by something. "Catapults."

"What?" Peter asked.

"This didn't just happened. Cair Paravel was attacked." Peter let go of my hand going over to a wall removing plants. He and Edmund pushed the wall revealing the hidden door. Peter pulled a pocket knife breaking the door knob from the door, cutting a piece of his shirt wrapping it around a stick.

"Don't suppose you have any matches do you?" asking looking at his brother's bag.

"No. But will this help?" Edmund asked pulling out a torch.

"You might have mentioned that a bit sooner," Peter said in a bit of exasperation in his voice. Peter let Edmund go first. Threw the stick letting us girls go after Edmund as he took the rear.

Leading us through the ruins to the treasure room. Standing were five statues of us and our trunks. "I can't believe it. It's still all here." Peter looked at me as we went to our trunks. Going through mine finding my bracelet and sword from Father Christmas. As well as my wedding dress and other dresses.

"I was so tall." Lucy pulled out a dress and putting it up to her.

"Well you were older then," Susan said with a sad smile on her face.

"We all were. I don't see anything from Liam or Audrey in here." I said searching through the trunk. Maybe their stuff was in Peter's trunk.

"As oppose of hundreds of years later when we are younger?" Edmund asked placing on a helmet that was too big for him. Turning to Peter as he blew something off a tray he was holding.

"What is it?" Lucy asked Susan as she was searching for something.

"My horn. I must have left it on my saddle the day we went back."

Peter went to his trunk and pulling out his sword removing it from its sheath. "When Aslan bares his teeth. Winter meets its death."

"When he shakes his mane we shall have spring again." We were all silent for a moment. "Everyone we knew. Mr. Tumnus, and the Beavers. They're all gone." Feeling my heart ache. No one dared saying anything about them. Peter rubbed my arms trying to comfort me. But I knew that as much as I was hurting he too was hurting.

"I think it's time we find out what's going on," Peter said making us all nod. Pulling out clothes that would fit us as well as blending in instead of wearing the clothes that we had now. Changing behind a tree when Peter stumbled upon me. "Sorry."

"It's alright Peter. We are married after all. Have been for a long time." Smiling looking at him over my shoulder. "Would you um...mind?" I asked him. He nodded and finished lacing up the back of my dark blue dress for me. His hands lingered on my neck taking my chain that held his wedding ring off. Turning around as he took his chain that held my ring. Taking my hand placing my ring where it belongs as I did the same for him.

"I love you Bridget Pevensie," he said.

"I love you Peter Pevensie forever," we kissed like we had done on our wedding day so many years ago. A sad knowing smile that our children were gone.

"I know I miss them too." Leaning into him as he rubbed my back.

"What is that?" Lucy pointed out on the river. Susan took aim at the boat as two soldiers held a dwarf, about to toss him into the water. She let go of an arrow into the boat as a warning.

"Drop him!" she yelled notching another arrow. The soldiers dropped the poor thing into the water. Peter and Edmund went racing off to them. Standing with my sword ready as they grabbed a crossbow going to shoot when Susan shot him first. The other soldier bailed out to avoid getting shot.

Edmund pulled the boat to shore as Peter managed to get the dwarf to the beach. Lucy cut his bonds as he pulled off the cloth around his mouth as he coughed up water. Managing to stand up and he didn't look happy at all.

"DROP HIM!" he yelled looking at us. I gripped my sword firmly in my hand. "That's the best you can come up with?"

"A simple thank you would suffice," Susan said a bit peeved at how ungrateful he was being.

"They were fine drowning me without your help," he pointed at the river.

"Maybe we should have let them," Peter said a bit angrily.

"Peter calm down," I said putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Why were they trying to kill you anyway?" Lucy asked trying to figure what was going on without any more fighting.

"They're Telmarines that's what they do." I looked at the others as Edmund looked back at the dwarf.

"Telmarines here in Narnia?" he questioned.

"Where have you been for the last hundred years?"

"It's a bit of a long story," Lucy said as Susan handed Peter back his sword. He looked at Peter's sword then at us. Something seem to click and he sighed.

"You have got to be kidding me. You're it? You're the kings and queens of old?" he questioned. Peter stepped up and put out his hand.

"High King Peter the Magnificent," he said. The dwarf went to shake but held back.

"You could have left off the last of that," Susan said making us all chuckle.

"Probably," the dwarf chuckled.

"You'd be surprise," he said taking out his sword. Looking at him as if he was nuts. But he gave me a smile and nodded to Edmund.

"Oh you don't want to do that boy," the small man said.

"Not me. Him," and with that handed him his sword. Edmund took his sword out as the dwarf took Peter's sword. Peter taking my hand as we stepped back. Edmund took his eyes off the dwarf underestimating him. Then in nothing flat they were fighting. He was good I have to admit it. But not as good as my brother-in-law. Edmund had him disarmed in nothing flat.

"Beards and beardsticks. Maybe that horn worked after all." Stunned as he looked at us.

"What horn?" Susan asked.

A/N: Please enjoy this rewrite ~Cerulean89