AN: Well here it is. The last chapter. I hope you all like it.
"Susan?" Lucy whispered from her bed.
Susan rolled over to face her sister. "hmm?"
"Do you think the fairies will ever come back?" Lucy asked softly.
"Yes." Susan told her. "Somehow I know they will. Sort of like how you know that we'll get back into Narnia some day."
"Or how I know Peter's coming back?" Lucy added.
Susan let out a heavy sigh. "Lucy...."
"Don't say it." Lucy pleaded. "I know what you're going to say."
"Alright then, I wont say it." Susan gave in with another sigh.
"Do you think we'll forget about the fairies some day?" Lucy asked.
Susan smiled at her sister. "That's just it Lucy." She said. "This isn't like Narnia. We have nothing but our memories to reassure us that Narnia was more than just a dream or a game. But with the fairies, we have those photographs."
"We do, don't we?" Lucy brightened up a little at that thought.
"Yes, and if we ever...if I ever start to pretend nothing ever happened, all I have do to is look at the photographs." Susan explained.
"Susan, what you said in the garden that day when we first saw the fairies...." Lucy said, propping herself up on her arm so she could be eye to eye with her sister. "About not believing in Aslan..."
"We've come such a long way since then." Susan sighed. "And no, I'm not sure I feel that way anymore. I think Aslan does care. Just like the fairies do. Only difference is we know why the fairies left us, we don't know why Aslan left us." She paused for a moment. "And you know what? I don't think we need to. At least not now."
"I think that sounds just about right." Lucy smiled. "I have such a strange feeling now."
"What sort of strange feeling?" Susan asked her.
Lucy slid down deeper into the covers and pulled them up almost to her chin. "It's like when you reach the end of a beautiful story book and you're sad because it's over and not everyone made it to the end, but you're happy at the same time because somehow it changed you and even though you don't know exactly what's changed, you don't really have to. Somehow you just don't."
"I see." Susan said. "I get the feeling too sometimes. sort of like an ending but also a beginning-yet not much of one."
"Yes, that's exactly how I feel." Lucy agreed.
"Your way of putting it was nicer." Susan laughed a little.
"Goodnight, Susan." Lucy closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
"Goodnight, Lu." Susan yawned before falling asleep herself.
Shortly after both girls had dozed off, the fairies arrived, landing on the roof of their house. They tapped at all the windows even furiously banging at some, but they were all locked and if anyone inside heard them, they though it was only the wind.
Rosie, the shy fairy whom Susan had been friends with, pointed her golden leaf at the chimney of the house. Three other fairies swooped down and flew all the way to the fireplace below. Then as they flew through the main hallway of the house, they began turning on lights and lamps. As many as they could find.
Two of them, flew right into Susan and Lucy's room and unlatched their window. It took an awful lot of pushing but they managed it in the end. Through there, all of the other fairies who had been waiting outside, got in. One fairy accidentally banged into a silver wind chime Lucy had hung up near the window.
The sudden jingle woke up Susan. (Funny how that woke her up and the fairies banging didn't, isn't it?) She sat up and looked around the room. It was teaming with fairies. Most of whom were sitting on the beams of the ceiling. The queen and her attendants were standing on Susan's desk.
Slowly, as if in a dream, Susan pulled off her bed covers, placed her feet on the ground, and moved towards the desk. The queen's little lace gown and silver crown shown brightly, the same color as the bright full moon that you could see from the window behind her.
Susan made a little bow to the queen, then stuck out her finger. The queen grabbed onto it, trusting her completely. Susan couldn't stop smiling. She gently carried the queen over to Lucy's bed and placed her on the comforter.
"Lucy." Susan began to shake her sister awake. "Wake up, there's someone here to see you."
Lucy sat up but she didn't notice the fairies sitting on the beams or the queen of the fairies who was right by her left foot. Rather she noticed a car pulling in outside. (The motor was sort of loud and the headlights were very bright) She got up and raced to the window.
Leaning out of the open window, she thought she saw someone get out of the back seat of the car. Whomever it was had a hurt leg and needed to use a crutch.
Could it that be who I hope it is? Lucy wondered, racing down the stairs as quickly as her short legs would take her, barely noticing that every light in the house was switched on.
Once she reached the front door, she unlocked it and swung it open.
Standing in front of her, leaning on his crutch, was a familiar blond haired, blue eyed boy. He smiled at her. "Hullo Lu."
"Peter!" Lucy cried, throwing her arms around his waist. She hadn't felt this happy since Aslan had come back to life and played with her and Susan. She started to sob, her tears sliding down her face and onto her brother's coat.
"Shh, it's alright, Lucy." He said kindly, tightening his grip on his little sister as much as he could without letting go of his crutch. There were tears in his eyes too. "I was a little lost before. But I'm back now."
Lucy let go of him and looked up at his face, so happy to see it again after all this time. "I knew you'd come back."
Mr. and Mrs. Pevensie sat up in their beds. Something was happening. They could tell that the hall light was on and were fairly certain they heard Lucy crying.
"What do you think is wrong?" Mrs. Pevensie asked her husband, her eyes wide and her hand on her heart.
"I don't know." He said, getting out of bed. "But I'm going to find out."
Edmund woke up too. Why are all the lights on? He wondered. He worried that Roy might be back. But did he really dare show his face after what had happened at the mall?
Suddenly a cry of pure joy rang though the whole house. "Peter's back! He's come back! He's alright! He's come back! Peter's home again!"
Susan was upstairs when she heard Lucy's cries of joy. She looked up at all the fairies.
The moonlight shone against their wings causing them to sparkle and gleam brightly as if they were glowing. They were so beautiful that she thought she could stay looking up at them for ever without growing tired of it. But she satisfied herself with one last glance.
Then she raced out of the room, down the brightly lit hallway to see her brother and welcome him home at last.
-The End-
AN: Please review. I'm dying to know how you liked the ending.