Welcome to the first chapter in my alphabet ones shot series! This entire idea was obsessedchick15's idea so thanks! Hope y'all enjoy this little tale about baby Rilian.

-APPLE PICKING-

September came and went, October moving in with gusty winds and changing leaves. Rilian approached his first fall with delighted curiosity, toddling here and there, minded by a family member. He was too little to walk on his own but rather enjoyed holding hands and roaming about to his little heart's content.

And his family was only too eager to comply. There could never be a family to love a baby as much as the Narnian Royals loved their little boy. Susan and Caspian were absolutely mesmerized by the little life they had created together, forever kissing and holding and cuddling their little son.

Even Edmund, who had had a phobia of being left alone with babies for years, loved to babysit and could never hold or play with Rilian enough.

It was a fine autumn sun was out and shining, the wind gently stirring multicolored leaves when and Lucy decided it would be the perfect day to take little Rilian on his first apple picking adventure. It was one of their favorite activities and all were very excited to share the wonderful experience with the newest edition of their family.

And so the Royal Family of Narnia, laughing and each holding baskets for apple picking, wandered through apple orchards, Caspian and Susan holding hands and Lucy merrily chatting away while Edmund and Peter straggled behind, taking turns holding and walking the Prince of Narnia.

"EDMUND!I'll kill you!"

Edmund's face paled- Rilian giggled and kicked his tiny feet."Now Peter, think about this...you wouldn't hit the man holding your sister's baby would you?''

Peter's stopped dead in his track, heart visibly melting.

"Peete-r!" the baby exclaimed,wiggling his little body and reaching his hands out to his uncle.

Peter sighed, defeated. "Aw. You are so cute."

"Why thank you Peter!"

"Not you!"

Peter turned his attention back to the wiggling ball of energy in Edmund's arms.

"I was talking to this precious little baby-you look just like your dad, huh,'' he cooed, taking his nephew and kissing Rilian's fuzzy baby head. The infant's face puckered. "Dada?"

"Hmm? Daddy? Wanna go see Daddy and Mama?"

Rilian clapped his lovely little hands and Peter laughed.

"Okay then, let's find mummy and daddy."

The apples were sweet and juicy, the thick skin tearing away to sour bubbling juices that tickled the taste buds.

For the millionth time, Caspian tightened his grip around Susan and buried his nose in her hair, inhaling the scent that was just purely her. Of lilacs and apples, sunlight and wind- like home.

Susan laughed softly, stroking his hair and letting her fingers brush against his face. How they had found themselves in that current position was beyond Susan, but she quite liked it. Caspian was casually leaned against the bark of the fullest tree in the orchard, one leg stretched out and the other bent, Susan tucked between them with her back leaned against his broad chest and her head resting on his shoulder.

Four years ago if Caspian had spotted a friend cuddling and hugging and kissing so, he would have laughed endlessly. But that was before he understood the feeling of having someone you loved close to you. That was before he understood how it felt to look into someone's eyes and see so much more than your own reflection. That was before he had stood before the grand kings of Old, begging and pleading for permission to be apart of their sister's life forever. That was before he had proposed to his love under these very trees and danced at his wedding. That was before he felt his baby kick inside its mothers stomach, and before he had sat trembling in the common room listening to Susan's agony trying to bring their baby into the world. That was before he had been apart of a family.

The distance memory of that feeling of something missing tugged at him, suddenly making his throat constrict and the blood drain from his heart. That was when Susan kissed his neck and Edmund wolf whistled at them, and instantly the feeling vanished.

Caspian gave Edmund his most dangerous scowl.

"Look at that apple. Its gorgeous! I,uh, better go pick it and...use it as a sacrifice later. Bye!" Edmund replied hastily, nearly knocking over Peter in haste.

"Watch it Ed! Precious cargo here!"

"Etty! Me luve Etty!" Rillian babbled, trying to hug Edmund who pressed a hasty kiss to the baby's head.

"Yeah, yeah, love you too squirt. "

"Squirt!"

Edmund grinned before scurrying away but Peter continued on,strolling casually through the orchard. "Look, baby!"

The best moment of that day for Caspian was seeing his baby's face absolutely light up and his tiny red mouth stretch into a toothy grin, his adorable dipples gracing his lovely baby face and his small hands instantly reaching and waving at his beloved parents.

"Mummi! Papa, me coming!" the baby shouted, frantically squirming and twisting. "Down, Down!" he squealed urgently to Peter, who laughed at how serious he looked with his tiny eyebrows pulled together.

Rilian continued squealing and flailing, clambering all over Peter's face. "Me coming Mommy! Rilly coming!"

Peter set his nephew on the grass and grabbed his hands, having to hold back the running baby became even more excited when Susan held out her arms to her boy, the baby absolutely squealing.

Rilian jumped into his mother's arms jubilantly, Susan's arms wrapping around her son and folding her precious baby into herself, covering his little head with kisses and feeling her heart absouletly melt from the warmth radiating from his tiny body.

"Mommy, me!"

"Hi, baby. Mumma loves you baby, mumma loves you so much." she murmed softly into her son's ears, the baby giggling when her words tickled his ears. Rilan snuggled into his mothers chest, his tiny fists clutching at her dress adorably as Caspian pressed a loving kiss to Susan's cheek, trailing his hand slowly down Rilian's head and back.

"Hey buddy,you're such a big boy now huh? You'll be walking in no time."

As always, Rilian's little head snapped up at the sound of Caspian's husky voice and the calming affect Susan had on her son wore off in a heartbeat.

With a magnificent shriek of joy, Rilian jumped to his feet, Susan making a most unqueenly sound as his littly feet met with her stomach."Daddy, daddy, daddy!"

Without any warning, the little prince scrambled over his mother's shoulder, tumbling and rolling into his surprised father's lap with an adorable hiccup of surprise.

"Baby, be careful!"

Rilian only giggled, patting his tiny little hands on Caspian's chest."Me, play!''

Susan had adjusted herself so she was sitting across from her husband and son, Caspian's arm looped casuallly around her knee, Rillian standing on Caspian's thigh between the two.

"Careful sweetheat, you're going to give daddy a heart attack."

Lucy, Peter and Edmund materialized next to the couple and the entire family gathered around the excited baby who had become distracteded with the strange round things on the trees and was stretching himself up on his tippy toes and making the cutest sounds in the process in attempt to reach them.

Lucy grabbed Rilian out of Caspian's lap."Does someone want to pick his first apple?"

"Abbaple?"

Lucy nodded with a laugh and expertly lifted her nephew so his back was pressed against her chest, hefting him up so his tiny fingers would reach an apple on the lowest branch. At first Rilian just stared at the shiny, bobbling thing in it, his eyes shining. Cautiously, he stuck out his tiny pink tongue and licked it, deeming it 'nummy' and pullinh on the stubborn stem until it eventuallycame away in his lowered him, the baby proudly showing the family his accomplishment and recieving sound praise.

Setting him on the grass where the family could keep and eye on him, the older members of the family had their own fun, laughing and tossing rotten apples at one another, Caspian throwing Lucy over his shoulder and Edmund chasing afer Susan while whiping the remaining apple decay from his tunic and Peter thoroughly enjoying relaxing in a tree and watching the chaos.

However, what he did not see was that the tiny little patch of patted down grass was very much lacking a little Prince of Narnia.

The world continued on, Edmund catching up to Susan pinning her shoulders down with his knees and tickling her sides mercilessly, her screaming and squirming increasing drastically as he got closer to her tickle spot and Lucy laughing when Caspian lifted her to reach a particular high apple and then both enjoying its crisp crunchiness.

It was not until Edmund had mercy on his poor sister and Peter climbed down from the tree that anyone noticed anything was amiss, more specifically, that the baby was missing.

Naturally, it was Susan who noticed first, staggering up a small hilll and catching her breath after the enormous tickle fight.

"Oh Rilian baby, are you having fun my little love?" she huffed lovingly, her eyes scanning the area for the nice shady spot her darling had been contentedly playing in moments ago.

Only he was not there.

That was without a doubt the scariest moment of Susan's life. Her heart completely stopped and her her veins encrusted with ice.

"Rilian?" she called out , quickening her pace, hoping and praying someone had just picked him up. Edmund instantly sensed his sisters fear and his own heart sank, making him feel superbly nautious and dizzy and ill at the same time. Susan had reached the empty makeshift play spot and screamed in fear and dismay.

Instantly, the other three royals snapped in her direction.

Susan swayed slightly on her feet, her eyes becoming unfocused as she stumbled around dizzily hoping her son had just crawled a few feet away and was hiding behind the tree waiting to surprise mommy.

Edmund caught her and held her up for a moment. "It's okay Su, I'm sure he's fine, its alright. He can't even walk, he can't have gotten far.'"

Caspian sprinted to his wife, knowing in his gut what was wrong but praying to Aslan he was mistaken.

Lucy's eyes immdiately welled with tears. "Oh, Oh its all my fault! I should have been watching him, oh, oh Susan, Caspian I am so sorry! Oh, OH, I lost your baby!"

Susan could say nothing, just shook her head unbelievingly and stumbled off to the left, calling her son's name. Caspian managed to stumble to her side, the two searched frantically for their son, calling and yelling and crawling and running, the other royals following suit.

They looked everywhere. In the bushes, behind every tree,every nook and cranny tiny enough for his baby self. They yelled until there voices were hoarse, only he was nowhere to be found.

After nearly an hour and a half of searching, Caspian and Susan were frantically hysterical, Susan sobbing unconsalably into Caspian's shoulder and Caspian staring blankly at the landscape, his heart in absolute knots and his own tears coming. He felt as if all the color had gone from the world, a fear more intense than that of anything he had ever known tearing through him.

The others wearily walked towards the sobbing couple, hair ruffled and clothes dirty.

"No luck. We've looked everywhere. We've even asked all the birds to search from the skies'" Edmund said uneasyily.

"Oh, oh what if something has taken him!" Susan choked out, a fresh wave of tears coming.

Peter shook his head fervently. "Now don't think that way Su! We were all standing right there; no one could have taken him. It doesn't make sense. He can't even walk yet!"

Just then, a tinny fluttering of wings interupted the crisis and the royals looked up. A tiny red sparrow was fluttering towards tehe royals.

"Your majesties, your majesties, I was flying over the hollow -such a lovely little hallow...you know, I was there yesterday with the eggs and it is just a great little spot and that reminds me I was talking to my cousin, yesterday and she just-you can never get her to stop talking ya know? Just on and on and on and on-I just hate Creatures like that don't you Queen Susan? You've got something important you need to find out and the other person just keeps talking and talking and talking, wasting time that you don't have until finally you're like get out of my face already you're terrible and you're making me super uncomfortable-oh, like my neighbor, she's a bluejay so you musn't judge her too harshly now- I needed to leave the nest to get something to eat and-"

"HEY!"

The sparrow stopped mid-syllable.

"If you don't mind, our baby is missing and if you don't have any helpful information, please feel free to excuse yourself. In fact, we would prefer it," Edmiund growled rather meanly at the babbling busy-body bird, who shut her beak immediately and fluffed her feathers impertenently.

"Well. I was just going to say I heard some strange human-like speak near the ravine and it was coming from the oddest little creature." the bird huffed madly.

"The ravine!"

"My baby!"

Without so much as another syllable, the five royals of Narnia were already half way to the ravine, yelling and screaming the baby's name, all of them feeling about one word away from a severe heart attack.

The ravine was perhaps the most dangerous spot within miles of the castle and Susan could not help but picture all the horrible scenerios she could find her baby in.

The forest only got deeper, darker and creepier as the royals continued running, mangled branches snagging their clothes and ripping at their skin. The forest was well beyond the edge of the apple orchard and it was imfathomable how Rilian could have found himself there. But now, the only thing any of them were thinking about was finding him. Because if they didn't, they did not know who would.

Before long it was nearly impossible to see but nevertheless, they pressed on. Susan's heart stopped when she thought she heard something. "Wait! Listen!'

The small procession came to a halt and after a moment, found a very, very happy babble could be heard not too far off. Caspian immediately took off slightly to the west, moving faster than anyone had ever seen him move and bursting through a tangle of underbrush.

A small shriek of joy could be heard-whether from Rilian of Caspian no one ever knew- but then Caspian uttered the most beautiful sentence Susan had ever heard.

"We found him!"

Susan had never been so immensely relieved in her whole entire life.

"Thank Aslan! Oh, thank Aslan!"

The four Pevensies tore through the bracken and burst onto the cliffed edge of the ravine where Caspian was holding and rocking Rilian with tears running down from his eyes and Rilian softly babbling into Caspian's shoulder.

"Oh, my boy! My sweet precious boy!" Susan murmed as she ran towards her husband and son, throwing her arms around Rilian and covering every inch of him with kisses for the second time that day. Rilian looked as happy as Susan felt, giving Susan a little kiss on the cheek and trying to wrap his short little arms around her neck.

Rilan whimpered slightly when his parent's tears splattered on his hair but otherwise the baby was safe and happy, making adorable baby sounds. After a moment of Susan and Caspian purely soaking in the fact that their baby was in their arms once more, the rest of the familiy jogged towards the baby with massive grins, each having their turn kissing and holding him.

Eventually the family sank onto the earth in an oh so cliche group hug, the happy prince grinning in the center while thousands upon thousands of kisses and loving words rained down upon him. Susan made the mistake of glancing behind her and nearly stopped breathing when she saw how far down the ravine was-and how close her baby had been to the edge.

No one ever saw the bashful, ashamed baby eagle flying away home with tears in its sharp little eyes, looking back sadly at Rilian- the strange featherless little bird young Squeeksbeek had only wanted to bring home so he could have a baby brother.

But the enter family was baffled when Rilian pointed at the sky and waved-"Bye bye Squeeky!''

After twenty or so minutes of cuddly sweetness, Rilian giggled.

"Me got you."