Notes: So... I guess I have a girl crush on Susan Pevensie, because I have 5 different fanfics involving her. This is the first one in English and it's by far my favorite. I have already a bunch of chapters ready and I just can't stop writing.
So, this begins with the whole Susan left behind thing from Chronicles of Narnia (one thing that seriously piss me off) and it gets a lot of people involved, including Peggy Carter and Henry Morgan. This isn't actually a romance, even though eventually there will be something between her and Merlin it will take a long time to get there. I am working more on the non-romantic relationships here and Susan development as character and agent.
I hope you like it. Please, let me know how you feel!
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The Calling
London, 1956
She had that feeling for a couple of weeks now. The feeling that He was there. All the time. Sometimes she would turn very quickly and see a flash of gold disappearing on a corner. Sometimes she would catch a shadow looming over her or a glimpse of His reflection on a window.
She knew she was going crazy. She was just shocked it had taken this long to happen.
He never talked to her on these visions, for which she was happy. She knew she wasn't strong enough to hear His voice and not break down.
Then, one day, it all changed.
She had just gotten back to her flat after a very tiring day. Her ribs were sore and her dress –a brand new one, at that – had a tear that couldn't be fixed. To make it even better, she had a meeting very early tomorrow.
Susan sat on her dressing table and sighed, asking for strength. She couldn't lose her mind. Not yet. Straightening her back, she took her earrings off and got a tissue to remove her lipstick. When she raised her eyes for the mirror, she saw Him there, looking right back at her, as if standing just behind her.
She didn't move a muscle, afraid that if she did, He would disappear. "I guess I really am going crazy." She whispered with a self-derogatory smile.
"You are not going crazy, my Gentle Queen. I am sorry if I made you think so." He said gently and warmly.
Her lips got rounded in their shock and her eyes filled with tears. "Aslan?"
"Yes, my Queen," The Great Lion smiled "How I have missed you."
She covered her mouth with her hands and squeezed her eyes, trying hard to believe, to keep talking. "How is this even possible?"
"I know you think I have forsaken you, and I am truly sorry that I left you hurting alone, without an ounce of comfort," He replied sadly "But nothing could be farther from the truth. Narnia will always be your home and you will always be my Gentle Queen."
"Then why?" She had to know.
"You are needed here," He said calmly "There are things that you were made to do here, just like your siblings did things for Narnia. Your mission in this place is not over."
"I understand." She replied, and she did. Her work had become her guide. She knew she was making a difference.
"But you are not needed right here, right now."
"I don't understand." She looked confused.
"There is a place you have to be. Not here, but in a future not that far away. They need you there more than they need you here," Aslan explained, "Will you help them?"
"I will," She promised. "When will I leave?"
How could a Lion smile? Because Aslan always did and it was always very gentle and very warm. "Now."
Susan closed her eyes when she felt the light surrounding her and welcomed the change.
Poor Alfred. He would be desolate.
Notes: Short but sweet (hopefully).
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