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The far side of the Eastern Ocean...

Caspian leaned against the banister as he watched Aslan's country fade onto the horizon. His heart weight heavily, he loved them like his own family and now Edmund and Lucy were gone, never to return. Drinian approached Caspian from behind.

"They will be missed greatly." He said sadly.

"Yes they will." Caspian said miserably.

"Sire, with our extra crew members, we will need to replenish our stock."

"Sail for Ramandu's island, Drinian." Caspian ordered.

Drinian nodded and headed towards the wheel as he gave the orders. Caspian looked over to the Blue star, to Liliandil. He sighed heavily and entered his cabin and slumped on the edge of his bed, lost in thought.

She was very beautiful. As many of the women placed before him were. Yet not even the daughter of a star was as beautiful as Susan. He looked over to Susan's horn, placed above the fireplace.

"Maybe you should hold onto it, you might need to call me again." He heard her enchanting voice echo through his head.

He had been holding onto hope that maybe it had all be part of a test. That she would return with Peter and her younger siblings. But she didn't. She wasn't coming back and neither were they. He felt the heartbreaking truth hit him hard as his eyes watered.

The truth was he had to move on. He had promised to be a better King and a better King wouldn't put his kingdom in such danger over what he finally realised was a hopeless love. He had to find himself a Queen before Narnia was put in grave danger. He had to sire an heir to the Narnian thrown, and he could never do it with the woman he loved. His thoughts drifted back to Liliandil, she looked the complete opposite to Susan, yet her dignity, grace and kindness would remind him of the Gentle Queen, it filled him with familiar warmth. Something he had not felt in over 3 years.

Caspian, like Edmund and the rest of the crew were entranced by her magical blue aura that illuminated her beauty, making it more than noticeable. In his trance he had called her 'most beautiful' he told her 'I hope we meet again.' Part of him felt like he was betraying Susan, betraying his love for her, but was Liliandil his only chance for remote happiness? He did not know, all he knew was that he would never stop loving Susan but he had to lock his love away, even from his own heart.

...

On Ramandu's island, by Aslan's table, Caspian and Liliandil walked side by side.

"Will you be returning to Narnia?" She asked quietly.

"Yes, as soon as The Dawn Treader had been repaired." He replied tenderly.

"My father would tell me tales of Narnia. Of the Kings and Queens of Old."

Caspian saw this as a chance, he could get to know her, and perhaps his feelings would grow. Maybe this was his chance to get over Susan. "My lady, would you consider returning to Narnia with me and my crew. I could show you my Kingdom, my people." He asked a little timidly.

Liliandil smiled at him gently. "I would love that. I have wanted to see it for hundreds of years."

"Hundreds?"

"Yes, I am much older than I look."

"I am 1300 years older than you." Susan's voice echoed in playful sadness through his memory.

Caspian struggled to swallow as he tried to push the memory aside.

"What do you really look like? I mean your true form, when you are not a star." He asked, changing the subject a little.

Liliandil stopped in front of him and smiled. Her blue aura faded completely, leaving her to appear a mere human. He had not been able to see her properly through her aura. Now without it, he could see her mid-length hair was so blonde it was almost white, her eyes were grey and her skin was so pale it looked unreal. She was very beautiful yet there was something almost unrealistic about her.

They smiled at each other before they continued walking. "Do all star's look like you?" He asked.

"We can choose any form we wish. We are magical beings of the sky, who watch the world beneath our gaze. I always wanted to travel, see the world. Experience things I never have before."

"I'm sure you will." He said gently.

...

On the journey back home to Narnia, Caspian and Liliandil had got to know each other rather well. He knew there was such purity in her as she had never experienced life. She had never experienced many emotions as she was never given cause to feel them. She spoke often of the Kings and Queens of Old and managed to get Caspian to tell her all about them, though his description and tales of Susan were left rather short.

"Are you still not managing to sleep at night?" Caspian asked as they sat at the table playing chess. He had insisted she take his cabin whilst he remained in the crew's quarters.

"Not really. Night time is where stars have other things to do; we're coming out, shining." Liliandil said smiling at him. "I'll get used to it though." She reassured him.

Caspian smiled at her tenderly and put his King into play. Liliandil smiled triumphantly and took his centaur with her with her castle.

"You're getting good at this."

"Well one would after playing it nearly every day." She said playfully.

"I'm sorry this must be rather dull for you being on the ship."

"No, not at all. It's nice being surrounded by people. I only really had my father to speak to, and the stars of course."

"We have enjoyed your company on the ship." He said kindly making her smile. "Well, i think i shall retire."

The both of them rose from their seats and Liliandil walked him over to the door.

He stopped at the door and wavered for a moment.. He bent down and kissed her cheek gently, he was surprised that he felt absolutly nothing as his lips touched her cool skin. Only uncertainty and awkwardness. Caspian pulled back and froze completely. In front of him he saw Susan as she smiled at him and bit her lip as a gentle blush crossed her cheeks. Her silvery-blue eyes sparkled into his intensely as he dark silky hair framed her beautiful face. Caspian blinked quickly and saw her be replaced by Liliandil, looking at him with confused grey eyes.

"Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"I'm fine." He said still in shock. "Goodnight Liliandil."

She nodded and smiled through her confusion. "Goodnight Caspian." She said gently as he left the cabin.

Caspian lay in his hammock completely frustrated with himself. There was a beautiful and kind magical being, on the upper deck, someone anyone could easily fall in love with and yet he couldn't. All he could do was compare her to Susan, which wasn't fair to her at all, for he knew no one could ever truely compare to Susan. Liliandil may have been beautiful, kind and caring, just as Susan was, but Susan was on a completely different scale of it. Not only was she the most enchanting, kindest, warmest most divine person he had ever met; but she was also challenging, skilful, witty, intelligent, and somehow so strong and yet so fragile at the same time. She was the most confusing person he had ever met and yet he loved that about her.

Why couldn't he just let her go? She was never coming back...

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America – 6 months later.

Mrs. Pevensie had managed to convince Susan to go with Patrick to the British consul tea party. She wore a pale blue fitted dress with white daffodils, her favourite flower, patterned across it. Her hair was curled and pinned to the side in a fashionable wave as she wore her makeup how all girls now did. Being fashionable and pretending to be interested in only frivolous things helped Susan to quickly make friends and become eagerly accepted into their society group. Of course not one of them knew the real Susan Pevensie. They knew only the beautiful, happy young girl that would make the most perfect housewife. Yet sometimes Susan didn't completely mind keeping up the pretences. It was the first time she had ever had any friends in her world, she felt rather accepted, and wanted.

Patrick was a naval officer based near where Susan and her parents were staying. He was to be shipped out with the rest of his rank within the next couple of weeks, and for weeks he had constantly sought Susan's approval, as did many young men.

He was rather tall and broad, yet very slender. His hair was jet black and his eyes were a lovely green, his smile charming and his skin pale. He was a very handsome man indeed; all the young girls wanted his attention, so Susan couldn't understand why she was sitting opposite him, comparing him to Caspian the entire time. Caspian wasn't too tall for her like Patrick was; he was broad and rather slender yet still very masculine. Caspian's hair was long, wavy and rebellious; it made her want to weave her fingers into it all the time. His skin was a lovely warm olive colour, very warm to the touch, sending a tickling sensation through her skin whenever hers met his. His white smile was dashing, cheeky and slightly mischievous. Whenever he smiled it would make her smile. His eyes, his deep dark chocolate orbs that were almost black would make her knees feel weak and her body feel warm and feverish. She had never met anyone with such intense, passionate and gentle eyes. He was the most excruciatingly handsome man she had ever known, in both worlds.

Yet Susan wasn't fickle to rest on looks alone so throughout the night she tried to focus on Patrick's personality. He was a perfect gentleman, very sweet and extremely funny. He made her genuinely laugh and enjoy herself, not to mention he was a great, energetic dancing partner. But Caspian was all those things too, yet he was so much more.

He was passionate, gentle, caring, loving, understanding, strong, skilful, a warrior, courageous, noble, chivalrous, hot tempered, stubborn, wilful, intelligent, and her hero. He was her prince. He could see her for everything she was on the inside. She couldn't help but open up to him so easily, as he broke down all her defensive barriers.

Susan huffed at herself. Here she was with a lovely naval officer and all she could think of was Caspian. It was completely frustrating, why couldn't she just move on? Why did Caspian have to make her fall so helplessly in love with him?

Patrick parked his car outside her summer home and opened her door for her. As they walked over to the house Susan couldn't help but feel nervous.

"I have to admit, for a moment I thought you wouldn't accept my invitation."

"I wasn't going to." Susan replied honestly.

Patrick looked at her a little shocked at her honesty. "What changed your mind?"

"My mother." Susan said with a smirk which Patrick returned. "I had a lovely time tonight, Patrick. Thank you."

"I wish we had more time together." He replied as they came to a stop in front of the house. Susan looked at him completely shocked and a little hurt.

"I wish we had more time together." She heard Caspian's alluring accent echoed through her mind. His voice tainted with heartbreak.

"Excuse me?!"

Patrick thought he may have offended her somehow, though he didn't understand what he had done wrong. "I don't remember the last time I had this much fun." He said assuredly.

"Oh." Susan said looking down, a little embarrassed by her outburst.

Patrick lifted her chin and looked into her unsure silvery-blue eyes. "You're so beautiful." He said huskily.

"I should go inside, they are probably wondering where I am." She replied growing rather nervous.

He nodded and stroked her cheek with his thumb. "Alright." He said gently.

Patrick closed his eyes as he leaned down and kissed her softly. Susan responded to the kiss, yet the moment she did she felt her heart break. He wasn't Caspian. Her lips didn't tingle as she felt a warm rush inside of her. She didn't feel the magical feeling that she felt when she kissed Caspian.

Susan let out a shaky sigh as she gazed painfully at the floor. Patrick studied her expression carefully. When she finally looked back up at him she mustered up an awkward smile.

"May I see you again?" He asked.

"I'm sorry, I don't think-"

"I understand. There's someone else isn't there?" Susan looked down confirming his guess. "Your minds been wondering all evening, and I've never had someone look so heartbroken after I've kissed them before." He added finishing with a cheeky smile.

Susan smiled back at him sadly. "I'm sorry Patrick."

He looked at her regretfully. "Don't be." He said reassuringly as he studied the enticing young woman before him. "You're truly one of a kind Miss. Pevensie. Whoever he is, he doesn't deserve you." He said in a trance.

"I'll still be looking for a dance partner." She replied sweetly.

"Now you will always find one of them in me." He said smiling at her. He kissed her hand as she smiled at him gently. "Goodnight Susan."

"Goodnight Patrick."

Susan entered the house to find her father sat by the fire reading a newspaper as her mother sewed.

"I'm back." She said tiredly.

Her parents looked up at her and smiled. Susan kissed her father on the head as her mother jumped up from her seat.

"Well how did it go?"

"It was fun." Susan replied.

"Oh, I knew you two would hit it off! So when is he taking you out again?" Helen asked getting over excited.

"He's not."

"He didn't ask you? Well he clearly doesn't deserve my little girl." Her father said protectively.

Susan smiled at him gently and looked back to her mother who seemed rather put out. "He did ask me, I said no."

"What why? I thought you said you had fun." Helen said both surprised and disappointed

"I did, I just don't want that kind of relationship with him." Susan explained causally.

"Oh, Susan!" Helen exclaimed feeling rather annoyed.

"Well if you don't want to date him that's fine with me." Her father said smiling at Susan as she sat on the arm of his chair.

"Frank!" Helen shouted at her husband.

"Darling, we can't make her date anyone she doesn't wish to." Frank said calmingly.

Mrs. Pevensie rolled her eyes at her husband who was been exceedingly un-helpful in getting the point across to their daughter. "Susan, you have rejected every single young man who has come asking for permission to court you. You can't push them all aside." Helen lectured her.

"Why not?" Susan asked folding her arms getting rather annoyed at the need to find her a husband.

"You will end up alone for the rest of your life. Is that what you want?" Her mother exclaimed.

"I have Peter, Edmund and Lucy." Susan answered stubbornly.

"Yes for now perhaps, but what about when they move on with their lives? They won't be there for you forever Susan, you can't hide behind your brothers anymore." Helen snapped.

"Mother I'm not hiding behind anything." Susan said irritably.

"You are 19 years of age now Susan, you have to realise you're a young lady. You can't run around free spirited anymore, its time you settled down and took your place in this world." Helen continued to lecture as she looked at her both irritably and disappoint.

Susan glared hurtfully at her mother. "As a housewife? Someone who cooks cleans and plans frivolous parties all day long?" Susan exclaimed, her voice getting louder as it filled with distain.

"Yes! It is every woman's duty to find a husband and raise a family." Helen snapped.

"Duty? Whatever happened to love?!" Susan exclaimed disbelievingly.

"Of course we want you to fall in love sweetheart. You're mother just means that you need to try in order to find love." Her father said soothingly trying to cut the rising tension between the two females that unsettled him greatly.

"All the girls your age are being courted or are even engaged by now Susan." Her mother added looking at her firmly.

Susan rose abruptly from the arm of her father's chair. "Well then why don't you just marry me off when we are back in Finchley?" Susan snapped as she stormed out of the room.

"Susan, don't take that tone with your mother." Her father said warningly as she ran up the stairs ignoring them. Helen sighed heavily and looked at Frank sadly.

"I don't know what we are going to do with her." Her mother muttered frustratedly.

"Perhaps we made the wrong decision separating her from her brother's and sister." Frank said thoughtfully.

"Maybe. She needs to learn how to stand on her own without them Frank. I'm so worried she's going to be left alone." His wife said worriedly, her anger now melting into sadness as she sat on his knee.

"I know darling. But she can already stand on her own. She's tough, and stubborn and strong minded. We've got quite a young lady on our hands. We always knew she was different, we can't fault her for seeing the world for what it really is, we can't be angry with her for wanting to be more than a silly girl who thinks the world revolves around fashion and looks and young men." He said wisely as he held his wife in his warm embrace.

"What are you saying?"

"I saying, I'm no longer needed for work here in America, perhaps, now the war is coming to an end, perhaps we should take her home." He said soothingly.

She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. "I guess you're right." Helen said softly.

...

After another month in America the Pevensie's settled their affairs and headed back home to England. The journey took three weeks as they had to be careful not to sail where enemy ships may have been. There was rumour that the war was coming close to an end, yet it seemed to be going on for so long it felt like it would never end.

Susan closed her eyes and breathed in the smell of the ocean air. Her hair and dress floated in the wind as she leaned against the rail of the ship that was taking her and her parents back to England. In rare peaceful moments like these she felt a small sense of freedom as she imagined the sea was the Great Eastern Ocean as she looked out of her balcony at Cair Paravel. Oh how she missed Narnia, her one true home, she missed being the person she really was deep inside of her. She missed her friends but above all she missed Caspian.

For 1 year and 8 months not a day went by when he wasn't in her thoughts. America had been a lovely distraction from the heartbreak she so constantly felt. Even some of her suitors had become lovely friends. Patrick became the dearest of them all, his cheeky sense of humour and his gentlemanly understanding of what Susan wanted and needed made her feel very comfortable around him. He even stepped in to save her from a grabby suitor or two on the dance floor.

Some suitors may have been very handsome, yet Caspian was the most excruciatingly handsome man she had ever seen in two separate worlds. Their American accents may have been intriguing, yet Caspian's Telmarine accent and his deep passionate voice would send shivers through her spine. Their touch never made a fire burn within her. They never saw through the walls she had barricaded around her heart, to stop herself from falling apart. They never knew who she really was. They never saw her or looked at her the way Caspian did.

She now knew that she would always be in love with Caspian X. She had tried to move on for the past year and eight months, yet she couldn't and deep inside she didn't want to. He was the Prince Charming she had always dreamed of since she was a little girl, it took over 1300 years to find him and they were torn apart before they had time to confess their true feelings. Yet in their goodbye kiss, they told each other they felt the same. They were falling in love, and she couldn't let go of that love.

Susan touched her lips trying to remember the magical feeling of when their lips touched. A soft, bittersweet kiss, which tasted so perfect against her lips. She wished she could taste his lips once more, to be in his warm, strong embrace once more, making all her fears and worries melt away.

Tears filled her eyes as her broken heart weighed heavily on her, yet she choked them back and moved onto more happy thoughts.

She couldn't wait to see her siblings again. She had missed them all so much. Being in America without them, without anyone whom she could turn to and speak of Narnia and her pain on the matter was extremely hard on her. She felt like she was forgetting Narnia and it scared her to death. Peter was her protector, Edmund her rock and Lucy her lighthouse. They each called her home as she yearned to feel even a fraction of the Susan she once was.

She had written to the Professor just as she had promised, confessing all her worries and troubles to him, yet the war had made small things like postage so difficult she never received his letter he wrote back to her. She was left to struggle without his comforting words of wisdom.

...

"Lucy, will you sit down for 5 seconds straight? It takes time for them to get off the ship once it's docked." Edmund said smiling up at Lucy from a bench as she practically jumped up and down waiting for Susan and their parents.

"They'll be so surprised to see us!" She squealed looking for them excitedly.

Peter and Edmund smirked at each other as they joined Lucy in the gathering crowd. Peter, being the tallest had the best view as he looked over most people's heads. He saw the back of a young woman in a pink fitted dress with brown polka dots and small cream heels. Her dark brown, shiny, soft looking hair was in gentle curls as it fell down to the top of her lower back, and was clipped at the sides. Her skin was a pale ivory that seemed to glow softly. He knew it was her straight away.

Through the crowd he saw her turn and locked eyes with him. He was quite taken aback by how beautiful she little sister was. He'd obviously seen her in the Golden Age, but he had quite forgotten just how enchanting she became. Her eyes lit up as she smiled widely at him in shock, dropping her suitcase on the floor.

"Peter!" She squealed.

"Su!" He shouted back.

Edmund and Lucy looked over beaming at her as she pushed her way through the crowd. "Edmund! Lucy!"

"Susan!" Lucy squealed back.

Susan threw her arms around Peter first, embracing him tightly, and then she turned and hugged Lucy who was now two inches taller than her.

"Oh, I've missed you all so much! You've grown!" She exclaimed giving Lucy a kiss on the cheek.

"We've missed you too! We have so much to tell you." Lucy said laughing brightly.

Susan turned to Edmund last and smiled at him before he picked her up off the floor squeezing her tightly making her giggle and popping her back down again taking a better look at her.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes." Edmund said playfully, yet meaning every word.

"Aww gee, thanks Ed, you're so pretty too." Susan teased playfully.

"Peter, Edmund, Lucy!" Mrs. Pevensie ran over to her children and embraced them tightly as their father gave his sons the usual manly hug and pat before he squeezed his baby girl tightly.

"We came to surprise you!" Lucy said happily.

"And it's a wonderful surprise!" Mr. Pevensie said beaming at his children. "Come on lets go home." He put his arm around Lucy and his wife as Susan linked Peter and Edmund as they walked to the train station.

...

The family caught up on the train, telling each other their stories of the past few months. Lucy and Edmund were simply bursting to tell their brother and sister of their adventure in Narnia. Once they got home they sat at the kitchen table once their parents had gone to bed.

"We've got something to tell you both. We wanted to wait till we were all together so we could tell you face to face." Lucy said beaming at her older siblings as they sat opposite her and Edmund.

"Alright." Peter said a little nervously at what it could be.

"We went back to Narnia." Edmund began.

Peter and Susan's faces fell in shock. Deep in their eyes was their heartbreak. "What, when?" Peter asked.

"A few months ago, a painting of the sea and a ship flooded my room and when Edmund, Eustace and I resurfaced we were in the middle of the Eastern Ocean." Lucy said.

"Wait, Useless went with you? To Narnia?" Peter exclaimed.

"Yes."

"Unbelievable." Peter said bitterly as he rolled his eyes.

"He's different now; Narnia changed him just like it did us." Lucy defended him.

"Yes, much less annoying." Edmund agreed smirking at his siblings.

Lucy elbowed him before she continued. "We were saved by Caspian and his crew of the Dawn Treader. It's the most beautiful ship, designed to look like a dragon."

"Caspian?" Susan whispered feeling her stomach flip and her heart stop. Peter looked at her knowingly, he knew she was completely heartbroken about Caspian and no amount of smiles and letters of handsome naval officers would that had in time convinced their younger siblings, would ever convince him.

"Yes. It had only been three years there. He had defeated the Giants of the North, The Calormen army and brought peace throughout Narnia." Edmund said proudly.

"In just three years? That's quite impressive." Peter said admirably.

"Oh and he was so handsome. He's so muscley and strong and he's grown a kingly beard." Lucy gushed. Susan felt like she couldn't breathe.

"No one cares about his beard." Edmund exclaimed. Susan glanced down, she cared, and she wanted to hear more about Caspian, not their adventure. "Anyway he was on a quest to find the seven lords of Telmar, his father's most close and loyal supporters, they fled to the Lone Islands when his Uncle tried to have them killed."

"That's rather admirable of him" Peter said as Susan felt her heart flutter proudly.

"Yeah I know. Anyway once we got to the lone islands we were kidnapped by slave traders. There we saw unsold slaves being pushed out into the sea as they were engulfed by this magical green mist. We then fought are way out and Caspian ordered slavery to be abolished. One of the Lords was there and he gave Caspian and Old Narnian sword, one of seven, given by Aslan in the Golden Age.

"Caspian gave it to Edmund and we then rowed ashore to Coriakin's Island where I was kidnapped by invisible Dufflepuds." Lucy said dramatically.

"Dufflepuds?" Peter asked in confusion.

"They are like fat dwarves only slightly bigger, with one leg and a giant foot." Lucy explained. They wanted be to go into the magicians mansion and read from his spell book to make them visible again."

"Once they were, Coriakin told us that the green mist we had seen was made of pure evil. It could make your worst dreams come true. We had to find the other 6 swords and place them on Aslan's table at the far island to the east. Ramandu's Island. We had to follow a blue star that would lead the way, yet we were lost in a storm for two weeks and sailed off course, we couldn't see the star anywhere." Edmund continued. "We ran out of rations and almost had mutiny upon us as the mist worked its way into everyone's fears. We luckily came across a volcanic island where we found another two swords, but two dead lords. Eustace who had been a real pain the entire voyage, was tempted by dragons treasure and then transformed into a dragon himself."

"Eustace a dragon?! Ha-ha brilliant!" Peter said rather amused at the thought.

"We finally saw the blue star and it lead us straight to Ramandu's Island where we found three of the Lords at Aslan's table. Once we placed the six swords on the table the Blue star floated down and transformed into a beautiful lady. Her name was Liliandil; she was the daughter of Ramandu. She told us we had to sail into the source of the green mist to retrieve the seventh sword. Dark Island." Lucy said. "Once we sailed into it we found the seventh lord, half mad, and his sword. Edmund then thought of his fear of a sea serpent and it literally came to life.

"It wasn't my entire fault." Edmund said, quickly defending himself.

"Anyway Eustace fought against it bravely but the lord threw the sword into his shoulder and he flew away as we fought against it. Aslan turned Eustace back into a boy and he placed the seventh sword on the table causing your sword, Peter, to glow blue as Edmund stabbed the serpent through is mouth, defeating the green mist." Lucy said proudly. Peter and Susan smiled proudly at Edmund.

"Nearby the sea was covered in white lilies, we knew it led the way to Aslan's country so Caspian, Reepicheep and the three of us rowed ashore a sandy island with a giant wave, rather like a wall, moving upwards. Aslan then appeared and told us his country was beyond, yet if we went there we couldn't return. At first I thought Caspian would go, he had dreamed of finding his father there since he was a boy, but he didn't go." Edmund said.

"No, he's too strong for that." Susan muttered feeling rather proud of him.

"He swore to Aslan to be a better King. He doesn't realise what a great King he truly is. Reepicheep went though, and we could have gone too." Lucy added.

"Why didn't you?" Peter asked rather confused.

"Because, we knew you needed us. Besides Narnia didn't really feel like home without you both there." Edmund explained. Peter and Susan smiled sadly at him.

"It was our last time there." Lucy whispered.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Susan said softly.

"Aslan said we would see him again." Lucy said hopefully.

"He did?" Peter asked rather confused.

"Yeah, he said in our world he is known by another name, we must first learn to know him by it." Lucy explained.

The four of them sat silently trying to think of what it possible could be. Susan looked out of the window thoughtfully.

"He's god." She said softly.

Her siblings looked at her baffled.

"What?" Edmund asked.

"Aslan, he's god." Her siblings looked at her sceptically. "Think about it he is the King of all Kings. He sacrificed himself in a traitor's stead. Not that you were a traitor Ed, it's just what they said about the stone table." She added quickly. "He rose from the dead. Once you enter his country you can never return. The dead are in his country. Aslan's country is heaven."

"Wow." Peter muttered trying to take it all in.

"God... I much prefer calling him Aslan. It suits him better." Lucy said making them all laugh.

As their laughter faded their eyes grew sad and thoughtful.

"I miss it already. I miss Caspian. He was part of the family." Lucy said painfully.

"I miss him too." Edmund said putting his arm around her.

Peter glanced to Susan as she struggled to swallow the rising lump in her throat.

"Was he happy?" She asked barely above a whisper.

Her younger siblings looked at her thoughtfully. "He seemed happy." Edmund replied.

"But sometimes he would seem really sad." Lucy said thoughtfully. "He seemed lonely."

"Had he found himself a Queen in those three years?" Susan asked her voice quivering slightly as she paled.

"No. He said not one to compare with you." Lucy said, with complete understanding that Susan hadn't moved on at all. "He really misses you Susan."

Susan felt her heart break as she looked at the floor. Peter lightly placed his hand on hers but she quickly snatched it away and stood up quickly. "Excuse me." She said softly, without making eye contact she quickly left the kitchen and ran upstairs. Peter, Edmund and Lucy looked after her.

"I thought she had moved on." Lucy said sadly. "We knew she had feelings for him but she never said anything. After awhile I thought she was moving on. In her letter she seemed as if she had moved on."

"So did I." Edmund agreed. "She wrote about that naval officer. She said America was like an adventure."

"She wrote me the same letter. I didn't buy it. She hasn't told us what she really feels since we returned from Narnia. Do you really think in a letter she would tell you the truth?" Peter said dully.

"Oh, poor Susan." Lucy whimpered.

"I guess it's a good job we didn't go into detail about Liliandil." Edmund muttered.

"What about Liliandil?" Peter asked.

"Well when she transformed into a beautiful woman, she had this magical blue aura around her that enchanted all the men, including Edmund and Caspian. Caspian told her she was 'most beautiful' and that he hoped they 'would meet again.'" Lucy explained. "Do you think we should tell Susan?"

"No. She doesn't need to know." Peter said quickly. "Do you think he was in love with this Liliandil?"

"No, just entranced like everyone else. He only knew her for two minutes."Lucy said as Edmund nodded in agreement. "For years he hasn't been able to get over Susan."

"That's because he'll never find anyone like her." Edmund mumbled. Fair enough the star was beautiful but he hated the thought of anyone chosing her over his sister. It was insulting.

...

"Susan! Lucy! Hurry up, we don't want to be late!" Helen shouted over the banister and up the stairs.

"Who's hosting this garden party again?" Edmund asked

"A friend of mine I met in the army. He knows a lot of people in high places, so let's fix that tie." Frank said with a smirk.

He fixed Edmund's tie and patted behind his neck as Edmund mirrored his smirk.

"Ready." Peter announced as he repositioned his blazer.

"Oh, how lucky we are to have two handsome boys." Helen gushed as she pinched Peter's cheek.

"Mother." Peter squirmed as he wriggled away from her and rubbed his cheek as he smiled.

"Girl's come along!" Helen shouted over the banister.

Lucy immediately rushed down the stairs smiling brightly at her family. She was wearing black, flat shoes with a fashionable plain green dress with black buttons around her waist and neckline. Her hair was pinned half up and half down in the latest style.

"Oh my little girl is growing up." Helen said with a hint of sadness in her voice. "You look lovely sweetheart."

"Susan did it for me." She said happily.

Susan quickly followed her by naturally gliding down the stairs. Her family all looked at her in awe. She was wearing small cream heels with a lilac dress that had a small cream lace belt around her waist and also around the trim of her short sleeves. It flattered her figure perfectly, fitting in at her small waist and floating out to her knees. She wore a silver charm bracelet, given to her by her parents for her last birthday. Her silky hair was pinned in a beautiful wavy up-do.

"Here Lu." Susan reached out to Lucy's hair and put a pin back in place for her. She turned to the rest of her family and looked at them oddly.

"What?" She asked a little self conscious.

"Right then shall we go?" Edmund said quickly trying to ease her discomfort.

"Yes. Let's go." Helen said ushering them out of the door.

Edmund smiled at Susan as she linked him. "You look beautiful sister." He said smiling at her.

Susan smiled and blushed. It meant a lot when Edmund would compliment someone's beauty for he rarely said it out loud.

...

It was rather a long car journey to the country house. Lucy and Peter sat opposite Susan and Edmund in the back. Being a family of six, they needed a rather large car to fit them all in. Lucy chatted lively to them, but Susan wasn't really paying much attention as she looked out of the window, watching the river by the side of the road. She always enjoyed visiting the countryside as it reminded her of the wildness and freedom of Narnia.

"Frank watch out!" Helen screamed as a cow stepped out from behind a tree and into the road.

Frank swerved and lost control of the car as it skidded off the road. Edmund and Peter automatically put a protective arm over their sisters as the car toppled over and rolled down the small sloap and into the river.

As the car sank further into the river Peter squinted over to see his parents knocked unconscious. He looked to his siblings as they unbuckled their seat belts and did the same. He unwound the window and dragged Lucy out of it along with him, swimming straight for the surface.

They reached the surface with a huge gasp of air.

"Peter!" Lucy gasped.

"I don't believe it." Peter said as he looked around, treading water.

He saw a man at the edge of the forest.

"Over there, in the river!" He shouted pointing to them.

Peter guided her to the side of the river and pushed her up. She coughed and spluttered as she gripped onto the grass, pulling herself up.

"Quickly!" She heard a voice shout.

"Pull them up!" Another shouted over the sound of people running towards them.

Edmund swam out of the window as Susan moved towards their parents. She reached out and and shook her mother's shoulder, but she was unresponsive. They both were. Edmund reached back in, and took hold of Susan's wrist, by gripping her charm bracelet. He pulled her out of the car and swam towards the surface as hard as he could, fighting the suction of the car tried to pull Susan with it.

He reached the surface, taking in a huge gasp of air. The current was so strong, taking him further down the river. As he looked around he realised he was no longer in any mere river. It was the Great River in Narnia. They were back! In Narnia! He fought hard against the current as he swam towards the edge. He gripped onto the grass and turned to help Susan up. But she wasn't there. Edmund looked around horrified and glanced down to his hand. Susan's bracelet.

Several pairs of hands gripped onto him and pulled him up.

"It's alright your majesty. You're safe now." Gwaine said assertively as he and some men pulled him to safety.

Edmund glanced at him and then over to Peter and Lucy as a faun wrapped them in cloaks. They both smiled widely and glanced over to him. Their faces dropped as they saw Susan's bracelet in the palm of Edmund's hand and the fear in his eyes.

"Where's Susan?" Lucy asked horrified.

Peter quickly scanned the river, but there was no sight of her.

"Susan!"

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Okay so this just randomly popped into my head and I much preferred this way of them getting to Narnia, I'm still going to use most parts of the chapter three I wrote but this I just really wanted to re write this part. I hope you like it and you're not disappointed with the changes :D