"Well, what are we going to do Caspian? How do we know she isn't a Telmarine?" Peter hissed across the doorway. The How contained three bedrooms and chambers for the armies, which until last night, had been occupied by the Kings, Queens and Prince Caspian. Edmund and Peter shared a room, Susan and Lucy shared a room, and Caspian had one to himself. But seeing as Alexa had nowhere to stay, Caspian had kindly said she could stay in his room.. of course, his decision had nothing to do with the fact that she was pretty! How dare anyone assume that he had taken a fancy to her! He was now staying with the other boys in their room, squished up in the window seat with a blanket. Now he, Peter and Edmund were watching as she slept, discussing their options.

"She is no Telmarine. For one, you hear her voice? She sounds neither Narnian or Telmarine, more like your accents. Perhaps she is from your time?"

Peter laughed quietly and shook his head. "No, that's impossible. Did you see her clothes? I've never seen anything like it. Talking of clothes, how did she change hers? And how is that going to help us.."

"I'm sure she'll tell us when she's good and ready" Edmund mumbled, still watching her.

"I guess. Do either of you know what this is?" Caspian held out what appeared to be a small, plastic red brick. As he turned it in his hands, they noticed a flat black screen.

"Hang on.. it looks like some kind of picture frame? Or.. what does that button do?"

They all jumped as the black rectangle on the front lit up, making a noise as it did so. The object clattered to the floor, making an obscene noise. The screen flashed white, then back to black.

"JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING WITH MY MOBILE?"

Alexa jumped up out of bed, stormed across to the doorway and picked up the object, sending each of them evils before bursting out into laughter.

"Aha, I'm sorry.. You looked so scared! But seriously. Don't touch my phone."

The boys shot confused glances at each other for a few seconds, before Edmund remembered..

"..Phone? As in telephone? But this can't be one? It's too small, and it's portable, and there's no buttons-"

"It's a touch screen. Bloody hell, what year are you from?" She laughed, then suddenly looked serious. "Actually, yeah.. what year ARE you from?"

"Well.. back in England, it's 1941, but-"

"No it's not. It's 2011." Alexa looked scared as she assured herself "It's 2011, January. The 25th. I know it is!"

"I don't understand. How did you get here again? If you remember the date, surely you remember how you got here?" Peter pressed. He felt horrible for disbelieving her, but nothing made sense.

"I don't know! Just.. leave me alone! I need to think." She turned on her heel and shot back into Caspian's room, sitting on the bed and scowling at Peter. Caspian jumped backwards as the door flew shut with such force that a small crack appeared in the side of the door frame.

"Well.. that was well handled. " Sighed Lucy, who had crept out of her room unnoticed. Susan popped her head around the door, looking confused.. producing a small smile on Caspian's face.

Lucy knocked the door smartly, recoiling as she hurt her knuckles on the hard wood door.

"Alexa? It is Alexa isn't it?" Peter nodded. "Can I come in please? My name's Lucy, we haven't met yet.. But I'd like to talk to you about Aslan, if that's ok?"

Inside, Alexa sighed. She didn't want to have to tell these people her past. But at least there was another female now. She strode across the room and opened the door, looking at the floor.

"..Come in."

A/N: Hey :D Thank you for all the feedback, you're brilliant! Now, I'm not sure I like this chapter.. so if it disappears and gets replaced, you know why! I'm hoping to get another chapter up today because I won't be on until Wednesday otherwise. So I'll try and get another for the time being ;D Just in case you were wondering about the chapter titles, I'm really awful at them. So I put my music on shuffle and write my favourite lyrics of each song.. So anyway, hope you enjoy :)