A/N: Happy Independence Day for any of my readers that may celebrate it! If you don't celebrate it; well then, happy 185th day of the year! (At least that what day number it should be according to what I've found, haha.) Either way I hope your day is amazing!

So I want to reply to my guest reviewer LML real quick: Don't worry; I'm not going to write any slash. Those actions are against my religious and personal beliefs, so I feel as if I shouldn't write them. If someone doesn't want to read my stories because of, as I've heard it recently, 'lack of representation' then so be it, I don't mind losing readers over that. I know where you are coming from; I was barely able to finish Eternallystarcrossed's last chapter. So, no worries since I won't be writing any! :)

This is just sort of an AU that takes place sometime after Voyage of the Dawn Treader. All 4 Pevensie's (although Susan is never mentioned she is there) are in Narnia permanently and everyone is of age. Lucy's p.o.v.

Disclaimer: I don't own it.


I've decided; today is the day I ask him, and I'm not turning back now. Today is the day I am blunt and just ask him to tell me why he's been acting weird. I haven't gotten a straight answer from Caspian in three weeks, and it's getting on my nerves.

It's currently just after dawn and I'm walking through the garden, like I do almost every morning. I come to the fountain that's in the middle of the garden and sit on the edge. A few minutes later I hear soft footfalls behind me, and turn to see Caspian approaching me. I smile and greet him. "Good morning, Caspian."

"What are you doing out here so early?" He sits next to me, smiles, and seems genuinely concerned as to why I'm up at such an early time.

"Couldn't sleep, so I got dressed and came out for a walk. And yourself?"

"I've always been an early riser. Normally I sit in my room and read, but it looked so nice out here."

"Well it is a nice day for a walk. Caspian, I want to talk to you." I can sense him tense up next to me, but why? I hope to have that question answered in a few minutes.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"You; you've been acting weird lately. And you haven't been giving me straight answers for anything except work stuff. What's going on?"

"The truth?" He sighs.

"Please, that's all I want."

"The truth? I like you, Lucy, a lot. You make me happy. You make me laugh, you're smart, and you're different. You're awkward, and a little crazy… your smile alone can make my day." He doesn't look at me while he's speaking, but when he finishes he looks me in the eye, and I see a want –desire even- that I've somehow missed the past three weeks since I noticed him acting different.

I'm trying to find a response, but before my brain can process everything I feel his lips on mine. It's a pleasant –more than pleasant actually- sensation. He pulls away before I can kiss him, something I've wanted to do for quite some time. "Caspian…" Is all I can get out.

"Lucy, I… I had to know what it felt like. Please, don't let this affect our friendship." He stands up and starts to move forward, but I catch his wrist in my fingers before he can take a full step, and stand up myself.

"Caspian… You don't know how long I've waited for that."

"What?" His voice is a shocked whisper. "Did you just say…"

"Yes, I did. I feel the same way about you." To prove my point I step close to Caspian, place my hands on his cheeks, and pull him into a gentle kiss. "I've wanted to do that for so long." I whisper against his lips after I pull back.

"So this won't ruin our friendship?" He smiles hopefully.

"No, hopefully it will make it better." I smile back at him.

"Good, because I've been wanting to do that for months."

"I only see one problem with this." I hate to bring this up, but it had to be said eventually.

"What?" I see fear flash through his eyes and realize I could have worded it differently.

"Pete and Ed." I can't help but smirk as I see another flash of fear go through his eyes. "But I don't care." I reach up and run my fingertips over his slight beard before we simultaneously close the gap between our lips once again.

"I was beginning to think that this would never happen. The two of you might want to run before you get murdered." We hear Edmund's voice and break the connection of our lips faster than I thought possible. We look up and see Peter and Edmund standing a few yards away. Edmund is smirking and Peter looks like he's about to lose it.

"What is going on here?" Peter asks through gritted teeth.

"Peter, everything is okay." We sit down at the fountain and calmly explain everything to him, and by the end of the day he has accepted the fact that Caspian and I are now courting, even if he isn't very fond of it.


A/N: Not very long, and definitely not my favorite, but I like it. What do you guys think? I'd love to hear your opinions! And, as always, I always welcome new prompts from anybody and everybody! And of course; if you notice any errors let me know, thanks!

Hopefully I'll have the next chapter posted in about a week or week and a half, but I'm not sure because I'm having to try and catch up on math and gotta get my clarinet out and practice for tryouts soon. :( Haha, well you guys probably don't care about that anyway.

Until next time, I love you all,

Becca!