Chapter One

Sorry! i wrote a mentally long chapter! It's only because I'm trying to get the story underway. Don't worry if the characters don't seem to deep yet, they will!

Disclaimer; only own Sam and Liam

Chapter One

Sleeping to dream.

She had been running, and when she looked down she had been wearing a dress. Sam did not wear dresses. A black horse and an unknown horseman had been charging after her, she was charging through a forest and things were screaming. She didn't know what to do. Suddenly out of no where a lion jumped into the air and the horse reared up and galloped away, the horseman stared back not wanting to give up its prey but the Lion bared its teeth. She backed away; a lion was not a good thing to meet. It turned around and she held her breath.

"Samantha." it said. The lion was speaking.

"Random…talking lion. I must be dreaming"

"My name is Aslan. You need to step into the wardrobe, Samantha." She laughed and

"Why?" she asked "Why would I step into a wardrobe?"

"It is your density." The lion melted away and so did the landscape. Now she was in the middle of a battle field, a boy was lying in her arms, his hair was black and he didn't look alive, she was shaking him, and crying. A sword was thrust into the ground next to her; she looked up and saw a girl with wavy brown hair. She didn't understand. Her dreams were spiralling out of control.

She blinked and it changed again she was standing next to two girls,one with long brown hair didn't seem to notice she was there but then the other one turned.

"Please Sam go into the wardrobe. We need you."

"Why do people keep asking me that! IT'S A WARDROBE!" Sam shouted a frown crossing her face. Suddenly the ground opened up beneath her feet and she was falling through black, glancing up she saw the smaller girl extending her hand to catch her. She was about to hit the ground when a very handsome young guy caught her and he said

"Just go through it." He smiled and she shook her head.

"Who are you?"

"Narnian's." The young man said in surprise of her not knowing. She blinked again and watched as a forest appeared in front of her.

She was walking through it when she heard a noise behind her, she turned and all she saw was a glint of a sword as it swung at her.

Then she woke up, breathing fast. She got out of bed standing right in front of the wardrobe. Something about it didn't feel right. The air around it felt different. Who were those people? Where had she seen them before? Suddenly something hit her memory, she ran to her jeans that were slung over a chair and grabbed the picture, unfolding it quickly she looked. It was them. But they had been in medieval clothes? And why the hell had she been dreaming about them!?

It was only a dream.

She laughed, yes, was her mind going crazy? She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. It was still dark, the moonlight shone across her dark room as she clambered back into her bed.

"Just a dream Sam…just a dream…" she closed her eyes and exhaled. Soon she was back into her strange dreams, knights in armour flashed past her eye lids, a girl shooting a bow and arrow and a Lion, his eyes peering at her as if she was really there, really in the place…really in…

Narnia…

A voice whispered it right in her ear; she sat bolt upright shaking and breathing hard. The daylight now shone through the curtains. She could hear the clatter of cutlery downstairs and a familiar voice called

"Oi Sam! Are you coming down today?!" Her brother's oh-so-polite way of talking to her echoed up the stairs.

"Coming!" She shouted back shakily.

School was even worse; Martha sat next to her, her eye brow raised as Sam jumped at every sound someone made.

"Urrrr…you didn't get much sleep last night…did you Sam?"

"Huh?! What!?" She had dosed off only to be awoken by a sword flashing past her.

"Sleep…you didn't get much S.L.E.E.P"

"Oh…no…how can you tell?" She said rubbing her eyes and yawning.

"Just call it 'the massive bag's under the eyes' trick…kind of gives it away."

"Ah…" Sam said leaning on her arm.

"Look…there's Jenny…"

"Good…good…" Sam said yawing again

"No…that's bad…Look…Sam, since the whole Tim cheating on you thing you were going mental…saying how you would kill her. First chance you got. She's right THERE!" Martha pointed at her.

"That's nice, yes very cute."

"SAM!!" the whole class looked around as Martha shouted in her ear. Sam sat up rubbing it

"Ok! NO need to bloody shout! And…I recon there are more IMPORTANT things in life other than that…so there we go..."

"Ok…right…so no fight?"

"No fight."

"Dam…everyone needed a new one..."

She walked home irritable and unable to cope, she needed to sleep without getting woken up by a sword or a warrior or something! ANYTHING! Even if it was a horrible dream, anything! Just allow her to sleep! She dumped her school bag and collapsed on her bed, she didn't realise but her brother stood in the door way his sleeves rolled up, school tie lose, smiling at her, he walked across and drew the cover over her.

"Sleep well Samantha."

She stood in a rose garden, the sun was bright, but her vision seemed to be hazy. She looked down and was this time wearing a light blue gown. She looked around but no one seemed to be there. Butterflies swayed about and birds sung as she walked around, suddenly there was a shout.

"Who are you?" She turned to see the boy from the photograph standing there frowning at her.

"Um…never mind that what you are doing appearing in my flipping dreams! I'll put the photo back but please! LET ME SLEEP!"

"Well…that's kind of hard seeing as you're in my dreams." He said an arrogant tone to his voice.

"No way did you just say that!" she said the boy looked confused "What is it? You want me to put the picture back? I don't mind, really I will, just stop haunting me!"

"I'm not!" He said "What picture? What are you talking about?"

"You know I found it in the box by the Wardrobe and I was looking at stuff and Amanda said they were her great granddads, and that's when I found the wardrobe! It was carved and-"

"You have the wardrobe?" The boy said

"Yes…" she said slightly annoyed that he didn't let her finish her story.

"Who are you? Wait why am I even talking to you? Your part of my imagination! You'll just go away!" he said looking pleased with himself for working that one out. She waited for a second.

"Nope…still here. Anyway it's the opposite way round…your in my imagination." They both stood looking at each other, trying to suss each other out. "Who knows next the talking Lion will turn up?" Suddenly the young man advanced on her his sword drawn

"What do you know about Aslan?" His eyes were narrowed.

"Whoa!" She pushed his sword away "I don't really want to die..!"

"Ug! Just get out of my dreams already." He said

"YOUR IN MINE!" She said not giving up

"What? How…wait it's a dream Peter…"

"PETER! Aha! I know your name!"

"Be quiet!"

"No! Why are you acting all high and mighty? What are you? A prince?" She laughed crossing her arms.

"A king, actually" He said smugly.

"You're a king? Don't make me laugh"

"I didn't…" he said looking at her. He was at least a head taller than her and his eyes were blue and she couldn't help staring at them. "What..?"

"Who are you…why did I make you up?" she said almost asking herself

"You didn't." there stares were different now, no longer trying to win.

"So you're real…No that's impossible."

"Well, you can't be real."

"Uh! And why not!" She said hands on hips.

"Because…there aren't people in Narnia. Only me and my brother and sisters."

"Well... I am real…aren't I?" he looked her up and down, she did the same "I asked for a nice dream…"

"Well…sorry you got me instead." He smiled

"But you've been in them before." She said

"I don't remember seeing you before.."

"I-" she suddenly felt weird. She got one last look at his face, then she was waking up, fading from the dream she looked at her hands they were disappearing.

"I told you, your part of my imagination. Wait what's your name?"

"It's…it's…S-"

She woke up, her room full of sunlight. She shook her head, why was this happening? Why was she imaging a boy from a photo?

She remembered it was a Saturday today and lay back onto her pillows. She just didn't understand why her mind was creating these people, she didn't know them or know if they were dead or what there names were…well she knew one. Peter...she thought for a second her fringe falling in front of her eyes. She pushed herself out of bed and rubbed her arms, it was early autumn so the sun was shining through the leaves. She gazed at the wardrobe, what was it about this new object that made her mind wonder.

When Sam had been a little girl, she remembered her father used to read her fairy tales, the ones about magical lands and princes, but after he and her mother had vanished, she realised fairy tales didn't come true, her and her orphaned brother were alone in the world. No mother, no father, no other family, everyone else was all gone. Sometimes she wished she was in a land where things you couldn't even imagine were true, mythical creatures roamed the land and it was full of old style people in medieval villages. Hills, mountains and fields as far as the eye could see, the fields full of flowers so tall they came up to your waist. And of course that person to hold you and tell you everything was ok.

But Fairy tales and wishes didn't come true.

That night a rain storm rushed across the sky, filling it with clouds that were silvery grey. She had spent the day cleaning out the rest of the loft with Amanda and had had a pretty good day, Liam had come to help and they had laughed and smiled about memories that they would never lose. Her brother could play guitar, that night they sat in her room, he strummed a song and practised the latest he had written, and she listened smiling. The rain fell that night and pounded on the windows causing the windows to shiver in there panes. She bid her brother good night at eleven and settled into sleep.

She was looking up at a sky filled with what looked like diamonds. She looked around seeing herself on a hilltop looking around at the satin dark blue sky. Below stood a concrete slab with a building slightly underground, she smiled. It was a beautiful place, just like her perfect world. She lay back on the grass that whistled as a warm breeze brushed past her.

"Hello again, Samantha." She turned quickly to see the Lion Aslan standing tall and proud on the hill top.

"Aslan right?"

"Right." He chuckled deeply, sitting next to her as she leaned on her arms. "You see that man...standing on the concrete leaning against the pillar."

"Yeah, what about him?" she questioned smiling

"That is Peter. Being a king, he is planning a revolt with a Prince called Caspian...they don't really get on but they will in time."

"I really don't believe that he is a king!" She laughed shaking her head "I mean he's what? My age?"

"One year older...you'll be surprised, Peter may be slightly arrogant." She looked at him her eye brow raised "Ok quite a bit arrogant...but he is a good leader and he had to grow up quickly." Sam looked away from Aslan bringing her knees into her chest.

"Everyone has to grow up. I did."

"Yes. You did so you'll know how he feels. Abandoned...has to look after everyone he cares about." She watched the figure walk down the walk way, and then suddenly he turned and looked toward where she sat. "He can't see us...I am as you are...just a dream."

"I am not a dream! For the last time! I exist!" She stood up, Aslan's eyes bored into hers.

"Not in his world...he doesn't even know you..."

"I know."

"He hasn't dreamed about you since that time you met him in the garden and that was months ago."

"You're kidding! That was last night." She said laughing at the Lion

"No Samantha...the time in Narnia is so different to your time."

"Narnia? I've never heard of it." She looked at the Lion

"That's because it isn't in your world. But you can choose, this world if you want." The lion walked away, she turned to look at the concrete "Just like in the books your father read to you." She turned quickly to tell ask him what he knew about her father but he wasn't there. She frowned and shut her eyes.

Waking up in the middle of the night is a horrible experience, you probably know. She jumped out of bed her cover wrapped around her a gazed at the carved lion.

"What are you?" she whispered, touching the carving. She opened the wardrobe and to her amazement instead of her clothes about twenty fur coats greeted her, she gasped and dropped the covers around her shoulders.

Was this... the way to...

"Narnia." The wind whispered in her ear. She pulled the coats apart and stepped in the wardrobe, she dragged herself through them. Almost becoming enclosed in coats she stepped forwards into the blinding darkness and her hands groped the world around her. Her hand met fur and she kept climbing through until to her surprise light burst from behind a coat and she grasped onto what felt like a tree, no it was a tree! She almost ran forward, and into the bright sunlight. A smile spread across her face. She wasn't dreaming this time.

She ran to Liam's room, woke him up (much to Liam's protest and much to the shushing of Sam) and they walked quickly and quietly back to Sam's room. The fur coats still hung there.

"What? You woke me up because you bought fur coats?" Liam hissed rubbing his eyes.

She took his hand smiling, and led him into the wardrobe.

"Sam this is stupid!" he hissed back

"No it isn't come on!" The twins clambered in and pushed the coats aside. "Close the door." There was a squeak and they were plunged into a dim light.

"Now what?" He grumbled

"Put it this way Liam, if the door is shut, and there aren't any cracks letting light in, where is the light coming from?" She could see Liam's eyes widen in the gloom. She pushed forward but not before grasping Liam's hand. Suddenly they both fell forward, Liam landing on Sam.

"Oh my god." Sam looked up to her brother. They had landed in a clearing, trees all around them and a lamppost above there heads. It was dawn here too. She smiled and got up Liam by her side.

"This is amazing!" She looked around flinging up her arms and spinning around, laughing

"Is this a dream?" Liam said his eyes wide a smile across his handsome face.

"No…it really isn't. This is real." A breeze caught her hair and the sun on her cheeks. She smiled.

"So we aren't at the home anymore?" He just couldn't believe it. Charlotte walked forwards and parted the trees, more sun light met her and as Liam walked up behind her he gasped. They were standing on the edge of a valley, water spiralled down a waterfall to the valley floor and in the distance, mountains and hills rolled onwards as far as the eye could see. It was incredible. The sun light lifted Liam's heart; Sam couldn't wipe the smile off her face.

"Narnia..." she whispered her eyes scanning the landscape

"Sorry?" Liam said half in a dream

"Its name is Narnia...This land."

"How did you know that? Where is this place...why was it in the back of your wardrobe!" He was confused and his head hurt

"Best not to think about it." She said she laughed and started to make her way down a path to the bottom of the Valley.

"Where are you going Sam?" He said running after her

"Well...here...I'm not going back there Liam!"

"I didn't mean that" He laughed "I meant look what you're dressed in!" She looked down; her pyjama bottoms greeted her and her light blue tank top; thank god she hadn't taken her bra off last night. He was wearing pyjama bottoms too and a T-shirt.

"Well...we haven't got any other clothes and mine are all replaced by coats so..." She said still smiling

"True..." he said he looked at the grass beneath his bare feet. "No shoes though..." He looked up to see her smiling; she pushed past him and ran towards a Lion.

"OH MY GOD! SAM STOP!" he watched in amazement as she hugged the Lion and it laughed. IT LAUGHED. "Oh...dear...I thought this was real...that sucks."

"It's not I promise."

"How can it not be! There's a talking Lion!!"

"This is my friend...his name is Aslan...it's just different here Liam." He eyed the Lion which was almost as tall as him.

"Um...well I've never said hello to a lion before" he rubbed the back of his neck. "Roar?" He received a slap from Sam but Aslan laughed.

"Hello, Samantha, how are you liking Narnia?"

"Aslan it's wonderful! I never knew places like this existed!"

"They do if you believe child. And you did, you wanted somewhere to go, and you found Narnia." Sam smiled at the Lion "If you look in the forest, you may find what your looking for."

"Oh look behind a tree...in a forest...yeah that'll be easy..." Liam muttered under his breath, Sam took his hand and led him to the correct tree. Behind it was a two folded pieces of material.

"Aslan it's beautiful!" She pulled the sky blue material up and a dress unravelled; there was a Celtic design on the bottom, it and embroidered around the hem and chest area showing off a 'tiny bit' of her cleavage.

"I saw these sleeves out of the lord of the rings movie!" She laughed after putting it on, the sleeves were very long. It was very fitted and made her look curvy; her brown hair tumbled down her back her hair naturally straight. She spun around making it whip up and create a circle around her. Her brother emerged from behind a distant tree looking angry.

"I only like the sword." He was wearing a cotton shirt the sleeves puffing out at the ends, cutting it off at the wrist. A green waistcoat that came down to his thighs tied at the middle with a belt, black trousers and black boots.

"I really like it! I think it suits you." She said

"Really..?" he said raising his eye brow doubt in his voice

"Yes...you look very dashing." He laughed and hugged his sister Aslan stood in front of them.

"The reason I give you both a sword is because as beautiful as Narnia is, there are enemies."

"Are you not coming with us Aslan?" Liam asked

"Alas...I cannot but if you need me I'll be there. I give my word."

"Thank you Aslan, you made my dream come true." Sam smiled then hugged the Lion.

"I will depart now, good luck on your journey children." The lion walked steadily into the forest and disappeared into the dense trees.

"Well...lets be off...we can stop at the river to get water. Yeah?" Liam looked at his sister who was staring out at Narnia. "Sam?" she snapped out of her thoughts and replied

"Oh yeah sorry, lets go for it." As the sun got brighter it illuminated the two teenagers walking down the slope.

Peter woke early that morning, he frowned and looked at the window, and he predicted it was about six thirty. He dressed in his usual clothes, a shirt and tunic, then brown trousers and boots. He practically ran down the corridor then bust onto the balcony. He laid his head on his arm and leaned on the wall, he couldn't sleep. He kept having these horrible dreams, they were of the beautiful girl and she was running and running and he was trying to save her but he couldn't. He didn't know what they meant and he didn't know what to do. Standing up fully and rubbing his eyes he looked up, Narnia really was beautiful. Everything about it was perfect. The sun shone throughout the land, but it was quiet, something wasn't right and he couldn't put his finger on it. He looked around once more; the quiet landscape stared back at him. He sighed and walked back into the castle.

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