Disclaimer: Don't own. C.S. Lewis does.

A/N: It didn't take me to long to update this time! I already have the next chapter written so it should be up soon.

Thank you: Narnian magic


"Do you think our love is helping Susan?" Lucy asked.

"I don't know," Peter replied. "I hope so. If everything that has happened to her really is catching up with her I'm not sure if just our love will help. I don't know if she has enough faith to ride her sorrow on just the belief that we are loving her."

The three siblings sat in the grass, thinking.

"I think we need to ask Aslan," Lucy said.

Edmund frowned. "I'm not sure."

"Why not?" Lucy asked.

"What if he said there is nothing we could do? Could you live with that knowledge?"

"Even if Aslan says there is nothing we can do, I'll still try," Peter said. "I think it's a good starting point."

As if he heard them talking about him, the great lion appeared on the horizon moving towards them.

"I think only one of us should talk," Peter said.

"I will," Lucy replied.

"Are you sure Lu?" Peter asked.

"Yes. I care about Susan as much as you do. I can to this. I'm not a little girl anymore." Lucy replied.

"You're right." Peter sighed.

The magnificent lion approached them.

"Oh, Aslan!"

Lucy fell to her knees in front of Aslan.

"You wanted to ask me something dear heart?"

"Yes. Oh, Aslan, we think Susan needs us. Is there anything we can do? Can we go to her?"

Aslan lowered his head.

"She did not take advantage of it while you could. Why do you wish to help her now?"

"Because she's our sister!" Edmund yelled angrily. "Because we forgive her. Because we LOVE her." He glared at the lion.

"Edmund, hush." Peter laid his hand on his brother's shoulder. "Let Lu speak."

"Please, Aslan," Lucy said. "We want her with us. Our circle is not complete without her. She's one of us. A Queen of the Golden Age in Narnia. That alone should allow her to come to us. She's a sister of High King Peter. And we love and need her."

"I'm sorry," Aslan said. "She refused her chance of love and caring when she had the chance. I cannot give it to her now."

"Wait a minute." Peter stood up. "Did you ever stop to think for a minute that maybe Susan needed YOUR help to be able to accept our love and give her love to us? To her, you abandoned her."

A growl began to rise out of Aslan's throat but Peter plowed on.

"Maybe she isn't a strong as us. Should she be punished for something that is beyond her control? It's the way she is. It's partly our fault too."

The great lion lowered his head.

"Perhaps you are right."

The siblings looked up, shocked.

"One of you, only one, may go to her and help her. Which shall it be?"

"I'll go," said Lucy instantly.

"No," said Edmund.

"Why not?"

"Because Su usually feels a need to care for you. She needs Peter to care for her. She'll feel uncomfortable if you care for her."

Lucy sighed. "You're right. Peter, you should go."

"I will."

Peter turned and looked at Aslan.

"You have two days to get Susan to forgive Narnia. If not, there is nothing else you will ever be able to do for her. "

"I understand."

Peter turned back to Edmund and Lucy and hugged them.

"You'll be fine." Edmund whispered to him. "I love you."

"Give Su our love," Lucy said. "Good luck."

Peter turned back to Aslan and the lion breathed on him and he felt himself spinning through the universe, back, back to Susan, his sister.


Susan had finally been able to get herself under control. She moved into the kitchen of her apartment to call Livvy.

"Olivia."

"Hi, Livvy, it's Susan."

"Are you okay?"

"I think so. But I can't go to work today, I just can't. Will you call in for me? I can't even stand talking to Montague."

"Of course, sweetie, but are sure you're fine?"

"Yes."

"Should I come over with chocolate later? You know it's a cure-all."

Susan allowed herself a small grin. Livvy believed in chocolate so much it was crazy.

"No, I'm good."

"Okay, but seriously remember the chocolate. It works wonders. There's a great chocolate place down the street from you. And cheap. Only a few pounds."

"Sure, Livvy."

"I'm serious!"

"I know. Bye, and thanks for calling Montague. Don't forget."

"I know, I know. Chocolate. Bye."

Susan rolled her eyes and hung up.

The conversation with Livvy had cheered her up slightly, but now all that was left was to think about was Peter, Edmund and Lucy. And Narnia, and that lion, Aslan.

Why? That was all she could think. Why had Aslan abandoned her? She hated Narnia. Now that she thought about it, why would she want to go there again? She'd have to deal with Aslan the thing that had ruined her life.

He had. All of her siblings had fallen for his act. Really she was the only one who had seen him for who he was. It was good she was rid of all of them. The stupid obsessers. What was so great about a talking-life-ruining lion?

Suddenly, the air in front of Susan began to shimmer.

She began to stare nervously at the shimmering air.

A figure began to take form.

Susan was transfixed. A rational part of her brain told her to call someone, the police, Livvy, a doctor, incase she was crazy. But she didn't want to move. And if she wanted to, she had feeling that she couldn't.

And suddenly the features of the person began to take form and solidify.

The shimmering disappeared.

She could see the person clearly now.

"Peter!"