Narnia. I don't own it.

Its been three years since Edmund and Lucy visited Narnia for the last time.

"Look over there!" Lucy squealed with joy. She ran up to a jungle scene complete with a large stuffed lion. Her siblings caught up with her to look at the exhibit.

Susan looked down at a pamphlet that she had been carrying around. "It says here that lions are nicknamed the 'King of the Jungle' but the true tricksters in the jungle are the exotic Capuchin monkeys. They are known to be highly clever and can outwit any of their opponents," she read the description of the exhibit to her far less interested siblings.

Edmund rolled his eyes at his fact-reading sister."You know Su," he started, his voice dripping with its usual sarcasm, "as fascinating as that all seems, this museum would be far more enjoyable for you if you actually looked at the exhibits instead of just reading about them."

The brunette looked up and scowled at her mocking brother. "I'm just giving you all more information about them," she huffed.

Peter came up to her and put his arm around her shoulder, "It's ok Su we like knowing more about them, but you should glance up at them every once and a while," he teased her lightly as Edmund rolled his eyes dramatically. The siblings marveled at the scene pointing out different animals and cracked jokes.

Susan looked down at Lucy who had not said anything since they reached that exhibit.

"What's wrong Lu?"

Lucy looked up at her siblings, who she was rapidly catching up to in height. "He looks just like Aslan," she said with a sad smile on her face.

Peter looked at the lion again, "Huh, he does a bit I guess."

Edmund shook his head, "No way. Aslan would have towered over this little lion." He thought back to the last time he had seen the great lion; at the edge of the world with Lucy, Eustace, Caspian, and Reepicheep. "You should have seen him the last time we were there. He was almost as tall as you Pete! Right Lu?"

Lucy giggled and look at Peter, who was tall, a little over 6 feet now. "I don't think he was quite that tall Ed, but he was pretty big. But you're right, this lion has nothing on Aslan. He looks too messy and wild, compared to Aslan."

Peter looked very seriously at Lucy and said very matter-of-factly, "After all Aslan's not a tame lion." With that, the four siblings burst into laughter.

"Gosh," Susan started, "I haven't thought about Narnia in years. What a fun game we used to play together," she said with a longing sigh.

"Which game was that Su?" Peter said cocking his head slightly.

"Why Narnia of course. All that running around in the woods, being kings and queens and all. Frankly I'm still surprised that you," she nodded to Edmund, "and Lucy got Eustace to play along. Wish Peter and I could have been around for that one," she said with a chuckle. Taking one more long look at the lion, she straightened herself up and said, "Still, games are games, and we are all too old to play them now. Now where's Mum and Father?"

Her siblings looked at her cautiously. Lucy was the first to speak up. "What do you mean Susan?" she asked slowly, "Those weren't games. Narnia is a real place. Don't you remember?"

Susan glanced at Peter briefly before responding quickly back to her younger sister, "Don't be so silly Lu. Narnia was just a silly game that we used to play".

Lucy stared back at her sister in amazed confusion. "Don't you remember anything? The White Witch? Prince Caspian? What about Aslan? Surely you must believe he is real," she questioned fervently with glistening eyes.

"Sorry Lu," Susan said softly, "But none of them were real. They were just playthings of our young imaginations. Right Ed?" Susan looked at Edmund for him to help back her up, but when he just stared at her with wide eyes she began to get frustrated. "Oh you believe in all of this nonsense too Ed?" she exclaimed, "They were just games we used to play. Peter help me out here," she look at her older brother, and the eldest of the Pevensies, expectantly. Surely being the eldest he would be logical enough to her support her.

Peter hesitated before saying to Susan, "Since when did you stop believing in Narnia Susan?" Thoroughly frustrated at her siblings now she angrily responded to Peter, "When I grew up Peter! Which is something that you need to do now too!" She huffed and angrily started to read her pamphlet again.

"There you all are!" a sweet voiced exclaimed.

"Your Mother thought that you were going to be lost forever in the museum." a masculine voice said behind her. The two Pevensie parents reached their children in front of the quite impressive jungle exhibit. Helen look at her children. "What's wrong," she asked with concern deep in her voice. Her youngest child had tears in her eyes, her eldest looked disappointed, Edmund was staring intently at the ground, and Susan was clearly very angry.

Susan snapped her head up in response to her mother. "Nothing's wrong mum," she replied with slight anger in her tone, "We were just talking about the times we were staying with the Professor during the war." Her father pursed his lips gathered his children into a hug. "Well the war is over now, so let's make new memories now; together as a family." Helen nodded in agreement.

After a nice dinner out on the town the Pevensies returned to their quaint house in Finchley. Mr. Pevensie sighed and patted the door frame while walking into his home. "Good to see this thing still upright and standing. It is nice to return home to five handsome faces."

Mrs. Pevensie blushed and kissed her husband's cheek. "We were very fortunate to have kept our house standing and our children alive these past few years." All of Susan's anger from the museum argument with her siblings dissipated watching the loving exchange between her parents.

"I believe," Mr. Pevensie started, "that the latter blessing would be due to a certain Professor Kirke I believe?"

Peter nodded and finished hanging his coat up. "Yes," Peter said walking towards the others in the living room, "We were all sent out to his estate during the blitz. He was very kind to us all while we were staying there."

The children's father nodded slowly. "I think that I want to meet this Professor and personally thank him for taking care of my children when I was," he cleared his throat, "unable to".

Helen nodded her head in agreement, "I would like to as well. The children are always talking about their time there. I shall call him in the morning," she stated.

Lucy grinned big, "Oh I can't wait to see the professor again! He was so nice, I really miss it there" she said enthusiastically.

Ed was lying on the couch with his feet up on the armrest, "I wonder if The Macready is still there" he said dryly.

Susan gave her younger brother a skeptical look, "Oh you just didn't like her because she was always yelling at you Ed."

Edmund sat up and scowled at her sister. "She yelled at everyone Susan! I pretty sure that she would yell at the dust if it touched any of her precious antiques".

Lucy laughed at the scowl on Edmund's face. "Oh come on Ed," she reasoned, "without her we might have never have gone to Narnia." Susan sat straight up and glared at Lucy.

Mrs. Pevensie looked quizzically at her children, "Narnia? What is that?" she questioned.

Susan gave a glaring look towards Lucy and replied to her mother curtly, "It's just a game that we all used to play" and then stormed upstairs towards her room.

A/N Hi everybody! So I've basically had this story for a couple of months now and decided that I should share it now. I hope that whoever reads this (whomever you may be) enjoys this story. Since this story is basically almost all written that means regular updates (or whenever I have wifi at college) yaaayy! So let me know what you think! Leave a review or whatnot. It helps me know that there are real people out there that have and unhealthy obsession with Narnia like me. Until next chapter!