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All Alone

Chapter 7

I felt myself waking up and groaned at the splitting headache. And why in the world am I so sore.

"He's awake!"

And I'm hearing Peters voice...

Slowly I opened my eyes and found myself staring into the concerned gaze of my older brother.

"Y-you're alive!" I exclaimed.

"Of course I... OOMPH!" He was interupted as I hugged him tightly. "Ok... what did you do with my brother?" he asked.

"Are you positive you're alive? Am I dreaming?" I asked.

"I'm alive, Ed... oh wait. That's right. The last thing you saw was me blacking out. Oh no, Lucy got to me in time. But you had internal bleeding so you took longer to heal." he said.

"H-how long was I asleep?" I asked.

"3 weeks approximately." he replied.

"Is Susan alive?" I asked.

"Of course."

"What about Lucy?"

"Yes. Are you alright? You didn't take a crack to the skull that didn't heal, did you?"

"Probably, but that's besides the point."

"Ed, what happened?"

I took a deep breath and related the entire dream. By the time I finished he was wide-eyed, wide-mouthed, and pale as a ghost.

"That's some nightmare you had there..." he said.

I nodded.

"Susan was attacked by wolves just last week." he said.

I found myself unable to breath for a moment. "What about Lucy?" I asked.

"We'll watch her closely... that's all we can do." he replied.

The tent flap opened and a moment later Lucy was hugging me tightly. "You're awake!" she exclaimed.

"You're alive!" I exclaimed in reply.

She let go and raised an eyebrow at me. "How out of it were you?" she asked.

"Pretty hard." I said, thoughtfully.

Susan entered the tent next. "Oh thank Aslan! You're awake!" she exclaimed.

"And you're alive too!" I said.

She blinked a few times in confusion. "I'm not even going to ask." she said.

I chuckled.

So things never even happened. My siblings are alive and well and aren't going anywhere. It was nothing but a dream. Much to my siblings surprise I pulled them each into a tight embrace.

"He's still sick..." Susan said.

I chuckled. "No. I'm happy to be home."

And I was home. My siblings were safe. My siblings were alive. I wasn't all alone.

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