A/N: I'm sorry this chapter is so short! But I really didn't want to put anything else into it!

Part Two

Lucy was inconsolable. "I should have pulled her away in time, I should have…"

"You couldn't, Lu. You were lucky the car didn't hit you as well," soothed Edmund, holding her. "You're not super-human, you know. There was nothing you could have done." In truth, it was a blow to the gut to have received the news about Susan's death, but he was glad it was only one of them; to have lost both would have been more than he could bear. "Come on, now; Peter will be here soon. Do you want the High King to see the Valiant Queen Lucy in tears?"

"Ed…"

"Sh, Lu. Think about it. We've been back for a month, and she hasn't been truly happy for a moment, pining for Caspian. She's not suffering that any more."

"She'd have got over it in time, though, wouldn't she?"

Peter came in from where he'd been standing outside in the corridor, having overheard their conversation. His eyes were shining with the tears that he'd blotted onto his sleeve and would not shed. "I'm not sure she would," he said quietly. "She'll always be a queen of Narnia, and we should remember her as such, and honour her memory. And who knows," he said, with a bitter smile, "Maybe we'll meet again some day."

Lucy took a deep breath. "Where do you think she is? Do you really believe in heaven?"

Edmund looked out of the window. "I believe in Aslan," he said softly. "And I believe in Narnia. I don't know about the rest."

"Maybe that's all we need," said Lucy, looking up at him.

Peter remained silent.