A/N: I like Narnia, but this is my first attempt at a story for this show. If it's horrid, just tell me. Well, I hope you like it. R&R, please! P.S. I don't own any of this, except the plot line and any OCs I come up with.
Peter Pevensie sat quietly in his dorm room. Normally, he would be out with his friends, maybe playing a game of cricket or rugby. But no, if there was one thing Peter wanted to do, it was to have a good sparring match with his younger brother, Edmund. Not even two months ago, he could have. But the moment they set foot back through that wardrobe, all, in the Pevensie children's minds, was lost.
This may sound strange to an average person, but these children had, unintentionally, wandered into another world and became kings and queens. Peter was High King, his sisters, Susan and Lucy, where the only women, seeing as how his mother was never with them, in his life, and Edmund was the one person he trusted the most. Well, other than the royalty part, it was all still true. But one couldn't be the same after spending nearly fifteen years as a king and having everyone respect you as such.
A knock on the door brought Peter out of his thoughts. Opening it, he found Edmund with a worried look on his face. He hadn't seen his brother like that since Lucy had nearly been kidnapped in Narnia, the country they ruled in the other world.
"Ed, what happened?", he asked.
"We have to get to the courtyard between here and the girls' school. We have a problem.", Edmund said, turning abruptly and hurrying away.
Peter rushed after him and didn't stop until they reached their destination.
"What in the bloody...", he trailed off.
"I know, Pete. How do you explain this.", Lucy said as she approached from the opposite side if the courtyard.
In front of them were four chests. They each had a lion on them, which wasn't real odd to anyone, Narnian or human. The odd part was that their names, royal titles and all, were spelled out in gemstones.
"What would be in them?", Lucy asked, a slight regal tone in her voice.
"Why don't we just open them?", Susan asked, a small smile playing on her lips.
The four did so quickly, only to gasp simultaneously once they did so.
"Rhidion, my crown, my shield, what?", Peter said, not believing he once again had the things he missed most.
"Mox! I could never be happier! Why were these sent to us?", Edmund asked as he picked up his sword. (The word Mox means "just" in Latin. I figured that Edmund's sword should be named after him, mostly because I had no real idea of what to name it.)
"I know why.", Lucy said.
"What!", Susan nearly yelled in surprise.
"There was a note in mu trunk. It says troubling times are ahead in Narnia, and our things we left behind were in danger, mostly because they belong to us. Aslan wants these safe, and they will be in England with us.", she told them, passing the note to Peter.
"Like it or not, we're stuck with them. We best figure out how to get these back to our rooms.", Peter said, and as he did, the four trunks sucked the crowns and weaponry, and Lucy's cordial, back into the respective trunk and shrunk to the size of an apple.
"Well, that makes things easier.", Edmund half laughed.
"Back of the note, Peter.", Lucy said with a smile.
"They'll grow to full size once you say this, 'I King/Queen _ the _ require access to my Narnian belongings.' Well, that clear things up a bit.", he stated, picking up his trunk.
"Well, My liege, we should return to our quarters and find a place to keep these.", Edmund said, slipping back into his role as a King.
"Of course, King Edmund. I bid you good night, Queen Lucy, Queen Susan.", Peter replied, the High King feeling as if he was once again back at Cair Paravel.
As they made their way back to their dorms, Edmund looked out a window.
"It is a nice out. I got my gold chess set back. Would you like to play a game with me?", he asked his brother.
"Why not. After all, curfew isn't for another hour yet.", Peter replied.
So, twenty minutes later, the boys were playing chess underneath an oak tree. Neither had noticed Peter's roommate, Charlie, courtyard monitor, was standing right next to them until he let out a slightly annoyed sounding cough.
"Peter, Edmund, it is almost curfew time. What in the would are you doing out here?", he asked.
"What does it look like? We're playing a game of chess.", Edmund replied, while he was silently remanded by Peter, who had given him the 'That's not how a King speaks' look.
"I know, don't get onto me for it. We are no longer arguing with, them, are we?", Edmund replied, careful not to mention the few stuck-ups in the Narnian noble society.
"Anyway, Ed, Checkmate.", Peter said with a smile that his brother hadn't seen in a while.
"Not fair, Peter. You distracted me so I'd loose to you for the first time in, well, forever.", Edmund said a little too calmly.
"Do you love me any less?", Peter whisper-asked with a cheeky smile.
"Course not, but I insist we spar tomorrow morning, bright and early as Orieus made us.", Edmund replied just as quietly.
"Good night, Ed. Keep the chess set safe, I think this is the knight's eye.", he replied, handing the ruby over.
As they went their separate ways, both Pevensies felt like a piece of home was now back with them, because, well, it was.
The next morning, Peter woke, showered, dressed, and took Rhidion from his trunk, which was in his school trunk at the moment.
"Hello there, friend. It's been too long.", he said to the sword.
Hurrying down to the courtyard, he saw Edmund blocking his path.
"Ed, are we going to spar now or what?", he asked his brother.
"Pete, we have to go around back so no one will see us. Only Lu, Su, and Professor Kirk know of Narnia, remember?", Edmund said with a smile.
Peter nodded and they hurried around the back.
"Maybe we should have gone to the track field first. We need to warm up before we start sparing. Orieus always had us run fifteen laps around the castle.", Peter remarked, picturing the centaur counting off the laps as they passed him.
"Okay, let's go.", Edmund said, walking towards the field.
Thirty laps later, they picked up their swords and took their stances.
After fifteen years, they were expert swordsmen. They moved fluidly as a stream, quick as a dash of lightning, and their reflexes were faster than the speed of light. What neither king (For once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia) seemed to notice, was the small figure coming towards them.
"Okay, you win again!", Edmund yelled as Peter disarmed him and knocked him down.
"Of course I do. I am High King Peter the Magnificent, am I not?", he asked with a smile.
"And I am King Edmund the Just, in my memory serves. Now let me up!", Edmund said, as Peter had found it prudent to sit on his brother's stomach.
Hey, boys will be boys.
Peter stood and helped his brother up. Of course, it was then that a gentle sneeze, one might have thought it would have come from a small child, alerted the two of someone watching them.
"That was something you don't see everyday.", the newcomer said.
It was a girl, she was average height, pale, fair haired, and Peter was locked onto her dark brown eyes.
"May I ask you name, Miss?", Peter asked, maybe a little to formally.
"I'm Caylee Angelica, and before you ask, yes, it's my real last name.", she replied, a sweet smile playing on her lips.
"Peter Pevensie, and my brother Edmund.", Peter replied, ignoring his brother's annoyed look.
"I know. Your sister, Susan, is my roommate. She said her she had brothers, but she never mentioned that you're expert swordsmen.", Caylee replied.
"And it's a good thing we are, otherwise you may have been hurt.", Peter stated flatly, the term swordsmen making him remember the time Lucy nearly lost her life on a battlefield while trying to revive some of the wounded Narnians.
"Don't worry, I wasn't close enough. I was only out for my morning walk. Of course, you did distract me.", she replied innocently, not failing to notice the slight blush that crept across Peter's cheeks.
"Pete, I'm headed back up. It's Saturday, and we do have plans with the girls later.", Edmund said, walking back towards his dorm, sword in hand.
"Does he mean your sisters or girlfriends?", Caylee asked.
"Sisters. Neither of us have girlfriends. For one, I believe that Edmund is too young to be dating anyone. He's barely eleven now.", Peter replied.
"Funny, I would have thought him to be older. Lucy too. Until Susan told me she was almost nine, I could have sword she was at least eleven. All four of you are like that.", she said with a soft giggle.
"I know, but I doubt anyone can really understand us.", he said, gripping Rhidion's hilt.
"And why is that?", Caylee asked as they began to walk around the track.
"Do you believe one can grow up completely, in another world, and return to this world looking the same as before they left?", he asked.
"What does that have to do with you, Mr. Pevensie?", she asked.
"Well, Miss Angelica, my siblings and myself did just that. We were evacuated to the country and we had to live with a man called Professor Diggory Kirk. He has an old wardrobe, and if you close the door almost all the way, you could walk straight into another world, called Narnia. Well, that's how it worked once. Lu and the Professor tried going back in already, and they failed. We all grew up in Narnia as the kings and queens, well, minus the Professor. This is Rhidion, my sword.", Peter replied, watching as Caylee stared at him in surprise, and not quite understanding why he was telling her this anyway.
"Is there magic in Narnia? Any creature with powers?", she asked, surprising Peter.
"There is magic everywhere in Narnia. The creatures there are extraordinary. Some of the animals can talk. I know for a fact that Susan loved to go swimming with the mermaids and water spirits. Lucy's best friend was a faun named Tumnus. Edmund and I learned how to be an expert swordsman from a centaur named Orieus. In our first war, I road in on a Unicorn, don't laugh, and Edmund had a talking horse named Phillip.", he replied, watching as she lit up and fought back her laughter.
"You know, Peter, you might just be the only person who I can tell this to, but I'm not normal, by far. Whenever I'm around, people feel compelled to tell the truth, if my skin touched something like snow or ice, it melts said snow or ice. I'm different.", Caylee replied, stopping and turning to face Peter.
"I may have been crowned High King Peter, the Magnificent, but Susan is much smarter. Why don't you join us for lunch, so you can ask Su about this?", Peter replied, knowing it was peculiar that Caylee was able to do thing like that, while at the same time, he was looking for any excuse to spend more time with her.
"I think that would be great. But you know, you could have asked me out anyway.", she replied with another soft giggle.
"Hey, Flirting 101 and How to Ask Out Girls weren't classes I could take wile learning to be king!", Peter said, half sarcastically.
"HA! You admit you want to ask me out!", Caylee nearly shrieked.
"Is there anything wrong with that?", he asked, his voice dead calm, worried that he may have ruined his chances with this girl.
"No, but most guys prefer someone like Alexandra Bradford, tall, blonde, early developer, and pretty.", she replied, finding her hair very interesting at that moment.
"Caylee, you are beautiful, and I never want you to doubt that. I don't even want to hear the statement you just said ever again. I think on a level that only Edmund, out of all the males at this school, couldn't even imagine, which makes it possible that I have only known you half an hour and I can already tell that you are sweet, intelligent, beautiful, special, in a good way, and apparently, you could care less that I'm a king in another world.", Peter said quietly, pulling her into a hug.
As he released her, Peter noticed Caylee was crying.
"Was it something I said? I never meant to upset you.", he said quickly.
"Yes, I mean no, I mean- Peter, no one, not even my own parents, have ever called my beautiful. Do you really mean that?", she replied, her eyes as bright as stars.
"Yes, you are beautiful. How could your parents never tell you that?", he asked.
"I guess they never really noticed me in general. My dad's in the military, which means he's never home, and my mum died when I was small. My stepmother prefers to spend time with my stepsister, Addison. Everyone thinks she's perfect. But me, I'm the bane of my family's existence. I had one boyfriend, who broke up with me three months ago, which he claims was because we had nothing in common, when he really only used me to get to Addison.", Caylee tried to continue, but she was cut off by Peter's lips on hers.
As they broke apart, Peter heard laughter behind him. Turning, he saw Edmund.
"Ed! What are you doing?", he asked.
"Well, I was coming down here to tell you that you only have an hour before Lu tries to kill you for being late, and since she's a queen, the 'I can't be late because I'm the king' doesn't work on here, as you well know.", Edmund said, walking off.
"Okay, since I obviously have to go, I'll have to ask you this rather quickly. Will you be my girlfriend?", Peter asked Caylee, watching her eyes brighten even more, if possible.
"Of course, but then again, who am I to say no to the king?", she replied, smiling wide.
Peter couldn't help but smile, himself. Leaning in, they kissed again.
"Just tell Su that I invited you to lunch with us. I'll see you soon.", he whispered, giving her a final hug before rushing off to shower after sparring for nearly an hour, plus running thirty laps.
Caylee was passing a group of girls on her way back to the room she shared with Susan, when she heard a well known voice say something that made her stop dead.
"I don't know, but ever since the Pevensie kids got back from the country, Peter looks, well, hot!"
It was Addison. Well, her and a few of her friends. Alexandra Bradford was among them, and spoke next.
"Addy, he would be crazy to not want you. You're gorgeous.", she said.
"I don't know, Alex. I saw him making out with some girl out on the field earlier.", Brooklyn Price said.
"Brooke, could you tell who it was?", Addison said in alarm.
Caylee took this as an opportunity to run. Bolting through her door, she sacred Susan, who was applying her make up with care.
"Caylee, what was that for?", she asked.
"I had to get away from Addison, sorry. And it is your brother's fault. Peter to be exact.", Caylee replied, sinking down on her bed.
"What did he do now?", Susan asked.
"Well, I found him and Edmund sparring. He told me something very interesting.", Caylee said, smiling.
"Really, what?", Susan asked.
"I don't know, Queen Susan.", Caylee answered, watching Susan drop her lip gloss.
"You know about Narnia?", Susan asked quietly.
"One tends to when they're dating the High King.", Caylee replied, watching Susan gape in surprise.
"Then I suppose you'll be joining us today? Which is odd, since Peter never even as much as looked at any girl or woman in Narnia.", Susan replied, smiling at the first girl to win Peter's heart. (Well in that way at least.)
They talked for a bit before Susan remembered something.
"What exactly is the reason you were running from Addison?", she asked the darker haired girl.
"She want's to date Peter, but her friend Brooklyn told her he was kissing some girl on the field this morning. I had to run before they found out I was even there. If my sister knew, she'd kill me.", Caylee replied.
"Well, since you know about how I grew up, I have to show you something.", Susan said, reaching into her bedside table drawer for her trunk.
"I, Queen Susan the Gentle, require access to my Narnian belongings.", she spoke, setting the trunk on the floor.
It grew to it's normal size and she opened it.
"This is my tiara.", Susan said, holding up the band of ash wood leaves and daffodils.
"It's beautiful.", Caylee said in almost a whisper.
"Maybe you'll get your own one day.", Susan replied.
"I'd have to be a queen to- Susan, are you saying what I think you're saying?", she asked her friend.
"Peter was a grown man, twenty-eight. He never looked at a woman, and that was with other kings throwing their daughters, sometimes sisters, at him. He was the only one of us to never experience a relationship. I was almost engaged once, but the guy turned out to be a jerk. I'm just lucky I had Edmund with me. But back on topic. Peter must love you already if he told you about Narnia. This is something extraordinary. Trust me.", Susan said, her tone dead serious.
"What did he look like, you know, at twenty-eight?", Caylee asked.
"Extremely handsome, collar length, wavy, blonde hair, his eyes would sparkle, like a sapphire gem, and he was extremely fit, mentally and physically. His personality was something else as well. No one was allowed to hurt us, or Peter would be the one to answer to. You know Peter loves you when he risks everything for you.", Susan said, her gentleness she was crowned for shining through.
"So you don't find it odd that I asked you how attractive your brother is, or will be, or was?", Caylee asked, slightly confused.
"Not at all, and I get what you mean. Now, we must make you presentable. May I?", Susan replied, pointing at Caylee's dresser.
"Sure.", Caylee said.
Half an hour later, they were finished. Caylee was wearing black stockings, a black turtle neck, a navy, red, and gold skirt, and black high heels. Her hair was held back with a thin red headband. Susan had done her make up with such care, you really had to look to tell she was wearing any.
"Susan, how can I ever thank you for this?", she asked, seeing herself in the full length mirror.
"First, it's alright to call me Su, and second, as long as you don't hurt my brother, don't worry about it.", Susan replied, giggling slightly.
The two girls walked to Lucy's room, where they bumped into her as she exited. Lucy was dressed in a long sleeve white shirt, stockings and a skirt much like Caylee's, and black Mary-Janes.
"Susan, who's this?", she asked, looking up at her sister.
"This is Caylee, my roommate and Peter's girlfriend!", Susan replied happily.
"Peter has a girlfriend!", Lucy quietly cheered.
"She also knows of Narnia. Peter told her, and she doesn't think we're crazy.", Susan added with a smile.
"Let's just get to lunch before Edmund says something about Susan being late when she complains when others are late.", Caylee said quickly, seeing her sister walking up the hall.
The girls walked off and Caylee sighed at escaping her sister for the second time that day.
Once they reached the joint cafeteria, the girls made a beeline for the boys. Caylee looked at Peter and saw him mouth the word 'Wow.' as he looked at her. She couldn't help but giggle and blush.
"You girls ready?", Edmund asked, while elbowing Peter in the side, for he was still starring at Caylee.
Caylee stepped closer to Peter and whispered, "Like what you see, your Majesty?"
Peter blushed scarlet at that, and looked down at his feet.
The group got their food and went to sit outside. Sitting at a table as far from any other people as possible, the other two Pevensies got to know Caylee a bit better.
Peter looked at Caylee and motioned his head towards Susan.
"Alright!", Caylee whispered.
"Su, Caylee needs to ask you something.", Peter said.
"Yes?", Susan asked.
Caylee told Susan what she had said to Peter. Susan racked her brain trying to remember any being like that in Narnia.
"Well, Aslan himself ended the White Witch's never ending winter, but I can't recall anybody like that in Narnia.", she replied, truly curious as to Caylee's gifts.
"How long have you been able to do this, Caylee?", Lucy asked.
"Well, I only noticed it a few months back.", but she never finished, for Peter interrupted.
"Isn't that about the same time when Father Christmas gave us the sword, shield, bow and quiver of arrows, cordial and dagger?", he asked.
"Yes, I believe it was. You think he? But why?", Lucy said in reply.
Edmund leaned in to whisper to Susan.
"Su do you think he wanted to give the future queen a gift or two of her own?", he asked.
"Yes, I believe you're right, Ed.", she replied dreamily and sounding far away.
"Wow, what a day. I have a new boyfriend, a new group of amazing friends, and Father Christmas gave me gifts in the middle of the Summer. Not to mention the strange new land I was told about.", Caylee giggled.
"And you were ordered by the High King of said land that you must always remember that you are beautiful.", Peter added, kissing the top of her head.
That night, Caylee couldn't sleep. After only about four hours of sleep, she got up. It was about five in the morning. She dressed in the outfit she had worn at lunch yesterday and went down to the field.
She had been walking around for about an hour when she heard voiced behind her.
"I don't think I've seen you around here, do I know you?"
She turned and saw her ex standing there.
"Cays?", he asked.
"Get away from me, Robert, and my name is Caylee, not 'Cays', you jerk!", she yelled, backing away.
He lunged after her and was trying to drag her off when a force knocked Robert over. This force was tall, blonde, and his eyes sparkled like a sapphire gem.
"Peter!", Caylee cried, throwing her arms around him.
"Are you alright, darling?", he asked quietly, holding her close.
"Now, but what did you do to him?", she replied.
"It's a move Orieus taught Edmund and myself. It renders the opponent unconscious and causes zero pain.", he replied, looking over his shoulder at Robert.
Caylee just stayed there, wrapped in Peter's arms for a while. It wasn't until Susan's words came back into her mind.
"Su told me yesterday that you protect those you love. Is that true?", she asked.
"Yes, I love you, Caylee. Don't you doubt that.", he whispered, kissing her softly.
As they broke apart, Caylee looked up at him.
"I love you too, Peter. But don't ever call me 'Cays'.", she said.
"Alright, I won't. How about Cayla?", he asked.
"Fine by me. And thank you for stopping him. He's not above hitting me, even if he is only fourteen.", she replied, glaring at Robert's limp form.
"Did he ever hurt you?", Peter growled, slightly scaring her.
"Yes, he's hit me before. But don't do anything stupid!", Caylee replied, adding the last part when she remembered what Susan had said about the fact Peter would put his life at risk to protect and defend his loved ones, and when she saw Rhidion on Peter's side.
"I promise you I won't, but I will have to move him away from here so Ed and I can spar.", he replied, letting go of Caylee.
"Okay, how long do you think he'll be out?", she asked, while picturing Peter the way Susan had described him.
"An hour, maybe two. It really depends on weight, height, and how hard I hit him.", Peter remarked.
Caylee let out a sigh. He was definitely a man, no longer a boy. Silently, she wondered how his mother handled the change in Peter when he got home. She'd have to ask Susan about it.
For the next hour, Caylee, along with Lucy and Susan, who had guessed where their brothers would be, watched Edmund and Peter spar.
"One day, you will have to see them do that on horseback.", Susan commented.
"Su, how did you mum react to the changes in all of you?", Caylee asked, knowing it was a personal question.
"She was confused, mostly by Edmund and Peter getting along. But that tends to happen when you're on a battlefield and your brother is nearly killed. You grow really close. I was twenty-five before Peter even considered letting me meet any of the numerous young men who wanted to marry me. The other thing that confused her was me. I wasn't reading as much, I was spending more time with the others, and I started wearing make up. And with Lucy not as energetic as before, she started to worry.", Susan replied, laughing slightly.
"How did the guys keep their strength up after you left Narnia?", Caylee asked.
"Professor Kirk has broad swords. Those two would wake up at dawn, run thirty laps around the house, then do this. Lu and I tried to use other bows and arrows, but mine are still the best ones we've ever used.", Susan replied, smiling as she glanced at the bow on her lap.
"Susan, Father Christmas gave you that. Of course there won't be any bow or any arrows like that.", Caylee replied through her laughter.
And this was how it was almost every morning, minus Robert. These were happy times, but then it was the day they would boar the train home for the Christmas holidays.
"Cayla, I'm going to miss you so much.", Lucy said to her new found best friend, as they all chose their compartment. (I'll alternate between Caylee and Cayla.)
"Lu, I live three blocks from you four. You'll see me at least four times.", Caylee replied, smirking at the younger girl.
"And I'm glad for that!", Peter cheered, kissing Caylee's cheek.
Edmund pretended to gag, Susan sighed, and Lucy and Cayla just laughed. The five remained similar to this the whole way home, with some, okay, a lot of talk of Narnia, of course.
As the train pulled into King's Cross, the group became somber. Peter gave Caylee one last kiss, for no one outside of their group knew she was his girlfriend, just that she was the Pevensies' good friend.
"I miss you already.", he whispered.
"I miss you already, too.", she said back.
Susan tapped Cayla on the shoulder, and as she turned around, Susan pulled her into a hug.
"If Addison gives you a hard time, feel free to come over.", she whispered.
"I'll keep that in mind.", Caylee replied, smiling to herself.
As they got off the train, Caylee stopped dead.
"Daddy!", she cried, seeing her father waiting for her.
"Caylee!", he called back, smiling.
Letting go of Peter's hand she ran over to her father and threw her arms around him.
"You're home for Christmas!", she whispered, tears falling down her face.
"And you look even more beautiful than ever. Just like your mother did at your age.", he replied.
"Someone made sure I knew how beautiful I am.", she whispered back.
"Really, who?", her father asked.
"If I tell you, you can't tell anyone. Well, at least not yet.", Caylee replied, starring her father down.
"Okay, just tell me.", he replied, smiling.
"This way, Daddy.", she said, gleefully.
Caylee walked up to Peter, who was looking for his mother, and tapped on his shoulder. He turned and saw her with her father.
"Peter, this is my father, Colonel Everett Angelica. Daddy, this is Peter Pevensie, my boyfriend.", she said, her tone soft, quiet, and gentle.
"Mr. Pevensie, I expect you've been treating my daughter right. Not like that last boy, Robert, did. Nearly broke her heart, he did.", holding out his hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir. Caylee is the most beautiful and intelligent person I know, and I do appreciate that you are in the military. I believe that without a strong military, a country could easily fall, and that armies are made strong by the people in them, not what weapons they use.", Peter said, shaking the older man's hand.
"You're interested in the military, now, are you?", the Colonel asked.
"Daddy, Peter was interested in the military quite some time before he even met me!", Caylee snapped.
Peter leaned in and to her, "I understand where he's coming from though. I was worse with all of Susan's suitors."
She giggled as the image formed in her head.
"Poor people.", she whispered back.
"What's so funny?", the Colonel asked.
"Peter was telling me not to snap because he understands where you're coming from with that question, because he's very protective of his sister, Susan.", she replied, smiling at her father.
What, it wasn't a complete lie.
Caylee and her father said goodbye to Peter and hurried off.
"Your sister is in the car. She was off the train before you.", her father stated.
"She can't know about Peter, neither can Mother.", she said flatly.
"Why can't she?", her father asked.
"Addison already doesn't like me, no need to add to it I'm dating a guy she thinks is cute.", Caylee said, sighing softly.
The Colonel nodded as they reached the car and the family drove home.
A/N: I own nothing except the plot line, Addison, The Colonel, Caylee, Robert, the step mother, Alexandra, and Brooklyn. I do hope you enjoy this story and want more. R&R, Please!