Disclaimer: I (Ashleigh) do not own Narnia. If I did I would be there not here writing about it. And I couldn't write about it and post it here because Narnia does not have internet. (Although it would be fun if it did there are some people I would love to talk too.)

What could John say? He felt so many conflicting emotions. Peter and Edmund were his sons and seeing these scars...

Glancing at Edmund, Peter muttered, "We forgot..."

Finally gaining some compsure John managed to say, "What happened?" Even he could tell how overly strained his voice sounded.

After a moment of silence Peter finally spoke, "To be honest, you would not believe us if we told you." Exchanging a look with Edmund, Peter waited for a response, as he tried to figure out what on earth he and Edmund were going to tell their father. If they told him the truth he would think they were crazy for sure. If they said something else, Dad would get mad at the professor.

Finally John said, "well, obviously something happened. I will believe you. You have scars to prove whatever it is."

Edmund glanced at his brother questioningly. When Peter nodded, Edmund began, "What would you say if we told you that while we were out in the country we climbed in a magical wardrobe and found another world."

"And fought wars there," Peter interjected.

"Yeah," Edmund continued, "With swords and bows and arrows."

"And the four of us were kings and queens there."

John stared at his two sons incredulously. There were a few possibilities as to why they had told them this story and he really did not like any of them. One his sons were both going crazy, two whatever it was had been so bad that they didn't want him to know about it, or three they were being sarcastic because they didn't want to tell him for some other reason. They hadn't seemed crazy with anything else, so that didn't seem right. What could they have both gotten into that was so bad that they wouldn't want to tell him about it? And why would Helen have not known about this. Or if it happened at the proffesor's surely he would have told them. Were they protecting someone? That didn't seem very likely. He was out of ideas. The only possibility left was that they were telling the truth. The very idea seemed proposturous. How could that have happened. And how could they have gotten so many scars in such a short time by fighting in battles. Besides what kind of place made kids fight battles? Then he stopped. What was the last thing they had said? Kings and queens? That was completely ridiculous, but then so was the whole thing.

When John failed to answer Edmund continued, "Queen Lucy the Valiant, King Edmund the Just, Queen Susan the Gentle, and High King Peter the Magnificent of Narnia."

Narnia? he wondered to himself. What kind of place is that? Why would Peter and Edmund go to this much trouble to hide the truth behind their scars? They must have worked on it a long time to be able to talk about it with such ease. But then, how would they have known that he would find out? Is it perhaps possible that they are telling the truth? No. He chided himself for even allowing himself to think such a thing. But how had they come up with these fantastic tales?

Finally when Peter and Edmund were about to start at the beginning he stopped them. "PLEASE tell me you don't actually expect me to believe this. Come on, what really happened? I can't believe that? What are you going to tell me next?"

"It's true," Edmund said quietly. "I didn't believe Lucy when she said she had been until I followed her. Had I believed her I would have saved us all a lot of trouble..."

"Ed," Peter started but his brother cut him off.

"Peter it's true and you know it."

This was making things so much harder. They both seemed so emotional about the whole thing. How was he supposed to keep believing that there was nothing to this story when both of them were so adamant that it was the truth. He wanted to believe them for so many reasons but that was so hard to wrap his mind around. A magical country?

When they noticed the stare from their father they stopped and continued the story, but John could not help but notice that Peter's hand never left Edmund's shoulder. "When I followed Lucy I came into a snowy forest. Lucy had gone to have tea with Mr. Tumnus, the friend she had tea with before. So anyway while she was having tea with this faun..."

John cut him off, "A faun? As in the mythical creature from Greek mythology? Half goat half human? Now you HAVE to be joking."

"I know it is hard to believe, Dad. I made a huge mistake by not believing her. A mistake that almost got all of us killed."

John stopped there. He had not failed to notice Peter's grip tightening on Edmund's shoulder. The flash of pain in Peter's eyes, but something more also. It took him a moment but he soon recognized it. Guilt. Could it possibly be true? If he saw those same wealth of emotions much more he was going to have to start believing them.

Edmund had paused to let his words take effect. "But instead Ed was the one who almost got killed." Peter's throat tightened. "Saving my life." Peter's voice was barely a hoarse whisper.

Right then John new that he had no choice but to try to believe them He was incredulous at the thought of what they were saying, but he knew they had to be telling the truth. There was no way around it. Even after these years he had been gone he knew that his sons couldn't be acting. Not that well. They certainly could not act out the emotions he had seen. As he thought about it he realized that there had been a lot of strange things. Jokes about royalty, manners no teenagers should have, a vocabulary far beyond their age, even Lucy. "Oh..." he said not knowing what more to say.

"Then do you believe us?" Peter asked quietly.

A/N 1: This is turning out to be longer than I thought but I am glad. So what do you think so far. Any ideas on what you want in the next chapter. Do you want me to detail their explaining their time in Narnia to their dad? How far should I take it? Would you like to see a sequel? Maybe an AU where Mr. Pevensie ends up in Narnia too, post Prince Caspian. Or would you rather I do something different with Mr. Pevensie? Maybe another one, where he ends up there during the Golden Age? Please review and tell me what you think.

A/N 2: If you have any specific requests, now is a good time. I am in a mood to write right now and have been both today and yesterday. If you haven't please go vote in my poll and feel free to PM me with which character you would like me to do.

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