A/N: This came to me after watching Prince Caspian and after falling in love with Edmund :) It began without a plot, so I didn't post it, and then I listened to "Diary of Jane" by Breaking Benjamin, and the plot came! Also, I've never actually read the books; this is just based on what I know from the movies. If you have any corrections or complaints, feel free to let me know! Thanks!
EPOV
It was another year. Another long, incredibly boring year. I longed to be back in Narnia, a sword in my hands. And I know the others do too. You could see it in their eyes every time you looked. But I was the only one the understood what it was. What we needed. It was a Friday after school when I finally sat them down and said it.
"Ed, what do you want? I still have a done of homework do," complained Lucy. She was in the sixth form and was experiencing the first of many years of homework. I suppressed a grin and nodded.
"Yeah, Ed, what do you want?" agreed Peter. Susan was silent, patiently waiting. I took a deep breath.
"Okay, I'm just going to say what we're all thinking. We miss Narnia," I said. Peter rolled his eyes.
"Good job Captain Obvious," he said, getting up.
"No, wait, let me just finish," I said, stopping him.
"Finish what?" Susan cut in, standing with her arms crossed.
"My proposal,"
"And that is to do what? Huh? Find a way back to Narnia?" laughed Susan.
"Exactly!" I said, jumping up. Susan looked at me, Peter looked away and Lucy looked thrilled.
"Edmund, come on, she was kidding," said Peter gently. I let out a roar of frustration.
"You always make the decision and I always stand beside you! But when I want something I stand alone!Would you like if I didn't back you up? Would you like that? Or would you like it if I didn't do anything at all, and just followed you around like a lost puppy?" I yelled.
" I want to go," Lucy said quietly.Good. It was two against two.
"I can think of three reasons why we can't," said Peter, "One, there is no way that we can go back, two, no one needs us back, and three, what would we do when we got there? Where would we sleep? Where would we stay? If you can answer those questions, then, then we will go," Peter finished. What he didn't know, was that I already had answers.
"Okay, we can sneak back to the Professors house and go back in through the closet, when we get there, we can stay in that place Caspian showed us, underground? Then we would rebuild the palace, going to the Taumourainians (A/N: Spelling?) for help, and then we will stay there," I answered triumphantly. They stared at me with their mouths open.
"Can we go now?" I asked, turning to go pack. Peter turned to Susan, and they shared one of those looks. The one where they say something through their eyes.
"Weellll,"
"YES!" Lucy jumped up and ran to her room to pack. I grinned. Yes indeed.
It was midnight and we were catching the last train to the Professors. We waited patiently for the ride to be over. It was almost two o clock in the morning when we arrived at the station. Peter turned to look at me.
"So, Mr. Genius, how do we get there?" he asked, crossing his arms. I hesitated. I didn't really know how to get there. It was quiet as Peters face became smug. Susan rolled her eyes.
"Oh, come on," she grabbed Lucy's hand and started walking.
"Wait, Su, we can't go home now!" I protested. She chuckled.
"Ed, we're not going home. While you guys were chattering on the horse ride, I was actually paying attention to my surroundings," she stated.
"Yeah…"
"I mean I know how to get there," she said.
"Oh,"
She led us to a small path in the middle of the forest near the station. We began walking, dodging branches, vines, raspberry canes and….scat.
"Argh, does anyone have a flashlight?" Lucy groaned, after getting smacked in the face by a tree branch. I checked my pack. I took out the gold torch. It was identical to the one I lost in Narnia last time. I held it up and turned it on.
"Are we almost there?" I asked, pulling a vine back for Lucy. Susan turned to look at me.
"We'll get there when we get there," she grumbled. The walk resumed.
"Su, why didn't we just take the road?" asked Peter.
"Because I didn't memorize the roads, just landmarks." She replied, "Speaking of landmarks, we're nearly there," she pointed to a large oak with a hole in the middle. Lucy chatted to Susan as Peter and I trudged behind them. Time ticked slowly and the urge to see Narnia was overwhelming.
"Stop!" Susan threw out a hand and we all bumped into her, falling on the ground.
"Ugh, what?" I grumbled, helping Lucy up. Peter got up and rubbed his shoulder. My knee gouged it. He glared at me while Susan answered.
"We're here,"
After we had gotten into the house, something we found much easier than expected, we proceeded to find the room with the wardrobe. Peter had my flashlight and was scanning the halls for the door. Suddenly, something occurred to me.
"Guys, is it just me, or does anyone else have the feeling no one else is here?"
Lucy looked at me and nodded.
"Yeah, I figured as much when we got in the house without trouble," Susan nodded in agreement with Lucy's statement. Peter didn't answer.
"Peter?" called Lucy, stepping forward. Nothing.
"Do you think he found it?" I whispered to Susan. She shrugged.
"I don't know,"
"Ed, Luc, Su! Come here!" Peter's faint voice was coming from the room six doors down. We ran to the room and fell through the door.
"Did you?" Susan asked, out of breath. Peter stepped out of the shadows.
"No but I found this!"
The room turned out to be a bedroom, the Professors bedroom. And the in the bed, he still lay. Lucy's eyes filled with tears. I pulled her close, her face on my shoulder. The Professor was stone cold dead, his eyes blank and staring up at the ceiling. Susan took a step forward.
"Do you know how?" she asked quietly to Peter. He shook his head.
"It looks like a natural cause,"
"You mean like a heart attack?" I asked.
"Exactly," said Susan.
"Isn't there anything we can do?" murmured Lucy, wiping the tears away and pulling away from my arms.
"No, Luc lets just have him discovered tomorrow," said Peter, ushering us out. We started looking for the wardrobe. It must have been nearing four o clock before we heard Lucy yell
"I'VE FOUND IT!" we rushed to her voice and sure enough, there was the old wardrobe, standing in the same spot as it was last time.
"Susan? Do you remember the way from here?" I asked, opening it up.
"I think so," she replied, stepping through first. Lucy went next.
"Ed, I'll go last," offered Peter.
"No, I'm fine," I declined and shoved him in. The anticipation was eating away at me as I stepped through the moth-eaten fur coats. And, for the second time, I stepped out of the closet and into Narnia.
If I had to
I would put myself right beside you
So let me ask you
Would you like that?
Would you like that?
A/N: OK, this is my very fist C.S. Lewis (Narnia) fic. Let me know if I should continue or take it off. OH, and if you have any spelling, grammar or mistakes to tell me, feel free to! Thanks for reading!
MJ
