I walked back to the beavers dam alone, what was I supposed to do now, knowing Peter seemed to hate Narnia and my home. I tried my hardest too hold the tears back, but with everything that had already happened recently I felt the hot tears roll down my cheeks and freeze to my face.

"Kurie?"

I felt someone grab my hand and hold to it tightly, pulling me back from the direction I was moving. I was feeling overwhelmed by recent events and the worry that he would turn on me due to his irritation with Narnia that I just couldn't manage to get the tears to stop.

"Kurie, what's wrong? Tell me, please..."

Turning around and facing Peter, tears continued too fall from my eyes and were now stinging my face. Reaching his hand out Peter wiped the water from my cheeks and pulled me close to him.

"Why are you crying?"

"What am I supposed to do Peter? You're in denial about what you heard about me and you hate it here..."

Peter seemed shocked and fell back slightly and going quiet before regaining his composure and his grip on me.

"I... never said I hated it here, I just want to get Edmund back and take the four of you home where you're all safe."

I pushed him away from me, I didn't feel like I had control, I felt a mix of emotions including sadness, anger and annoyance.

"That's your home Peter! Here, in Narnia, I am home! This is my home Peter, where I was born and raised until I was 8, how else could I have finished reciting that prophecy?"

Again Peter seemed shocked and at this point I knew I had no choice but to completely reveal the truth to him. Looking up I squared my shoulders and took in a deep breath, looking Peter in the eye I searched them for anything.

"Pete, I was adopted you know that. But this, this is where I was born. Aslan removed me from this world when I was 8 when my parents were killed by the witch queen, during this long war, in this world, over a hundred years ago."

Peter seemed to become more lost with every word I spoke.

"That's impossible and insane, you're not over 100 years old, you're a year younger than me, and I'm not that old."

Nodding my head I sighed and reached out to grab his hand.

"Yes Peter, because I've been living in the world of man, in your world. Time flows differently in each dimension. Why is it so hard for you to comprehend that this is my home? Lucy understood plain and simple."

"You told Lu before me!"

"Don't start yelling at me Peter, save it for Edmund. It's hard to tell someone like you, someone with a closed off mind. I love you, but your mind isn't open, and because of who I am I fear you're going to change your feelings toward me. This isn't even how I really look..."

By this point I had tears on my face once more.

"Kurie, my feelings aren't going to change based on what you look like, I love you for you, not how you look, so if it's different than this just show me."

I took a breath and all the magic and energy that I had been using too hold up the human look faded away. My hair grew to my hips and the silver color I always loved was added back into my hair. Looking down at my feet I watched tear drops melt the snow at my feet. I felt a strong hand lace into my hair and kiss me lightly.

"This is what you're worried about, your hair being different? Kurie you're no different to me, you're worrying about this way to much."

Taking a step forward I dropped my forehead against his chest, I felt guilty for blowing things out of proportion and not just being honest with him. I felt guilty for loosing my faith and trust in him. I had just done the one thing I had always laughed at Susan for and felt the need to apologize.

"I'm sorry Peter..."

"It's okay, just don't worry so much. I'm always going to stand by you Kurie, and I'm always going to love you. I'm just confused and somewhat disappointed that you hid something so important from me. No more secrets?"

Nodding my head I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my head deep into his chest.

"No more secrets."

I shivered against him revealing the fact that I was colder than I let on. I felt Peter pull myself as close as he could into him, trapping me in a constricting hug.

"Peter... I love you..."

"I love you too."

No hesitation, just his simple response and his body giving me the heat that my own had been longing for. That was all I needed to feel better about everything. Peter always gave me the sense that no matter how bad things got, it would always turn around.

"Better?"

"Yes"

Then the romantic moment being shared shattered in an instant. Susan, Lucy and Mr. Beaver came running down the hill at top speed. Something was wrong, and we were about to find out what.