Peter shifted sleepily as he felt his wife maneuver herself out from under his arm, leaving him with a lack of warmth. Through the haze he could hear the sounds of her feet padding against the hardwood and opening the bathroom door before getting sick. Peter quickly sat up and made his way over to sit next to her and rub his hand up and down her back comfortingly. This had been going on for about a week but Aleisa claimed that it was just a passing bug. Once she had gotten up and brushed her teeth she sighed sleepily and looked down at him. Peter just gazed up at her curiously, waiting for her to say something. She had this look on her face that indicated she was thinking hard about something.

"I think I should go to the doctor today." She told him, a small smile slipping onto her face. Peter raised a brow and scrunched his face in confusion.

"Then why are you smiling?" he asked hesitantly. She bit her lip, trying to keep her grin at bay as she reached down to help him up from the floor. Peter obeyed but continued looking at her like she had gone mental.

"I think I might be pregnant." She told him in an excited whisper, sounding much like a little kid telling a big secret. Peter sighed and kept his face neutral. They had been through this before in Narnia but nothing had happened. As harsh as it sounds he didn't want to get her hopes up for fear that she would go back to being depressed as she was near the end of their golden days. He couldn't bear to see her that upset again.

"Aleisa…"

"But Peter I really think this is it! I mean I've been getting sick in the morning, I get tired faster and I've been eating more than I usually do." She pointed out adamantly, the joy never leaving her face. Peter rubbed his hands up and down her arms in an attempt to calm her.

"Ok we can go but I don't want you to get your hopes up…..just in case." He told her gently, trying not to upset her.

"I won't get my hopes up." She assured, still beaming. Peter raised a skeptical brow as he glanced over her form.

"You're bouncing." He pointed out. Aleisa was excitedly bouncing on her toes as she stood in front of him. She immediately stopped, trying to appease him.

"I think I have a right to bounce, we are going to be parents." She told him dismissively before walking into their room to pick out her outfit. Peter rolled his eyes and grinned at his wife's antics.

"Aleisa we don't know that." he reminded as he followed her. Aleisa peeked her head out from the closet to look at him.

"You're coming with me right?" she asked him, her eyes hopeful. He smiled down at her, trying not to laugh at how adorable she was at the moment.

"Yes I will come with you. I have the day off today." He assured. Aleisa smiled back at him brightly before disappearing back into the closet.

"Good, because I want you to be there so I can say 'I told you so.'" She quipped teasingly. He chuckled.

"I truly hope you do, but remember…"

"Don't get my hopes up. I know and I promise that I will try." She told him, coming out fully clothed. Peter stared at her a moment, making sure that she meant it. As she approached him, Peter pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"Ok then. Let me get ready and then we can head over to the doctor." He instructed and pressed a kiss to her waiting lips before pulling out his own clothes. Aleisa giggled excitedly as she dashed down the stairs to the kitchen. Peter shook his head in amusement. As he pulled out his shirt, his mind drifted and he stared down at the piece of clothing. He truly wished that she was pregnant. They had been wanting a child for years, but in Narnia they had no luck. With a sigh he slipped on the shirt and put his neutral face back on. Hopefully Aleisa wouldn't get too excited as they waited, at this point he knew that the more she did the more heartbreaking it would be if it just turned out to be the flu.

...

After a few hours of waiting and testing the Pevensies were sitting in an examination room, waiting for the test results to come back. As the minutes ticked by Aleisa became increasingly nervous. Peter picked up on her heightened feelings and took his spot in front of her. With a comforting smile he grasped her hands in his and ran his thumb over her knuckles. Before he could say anything, the door opened and the doctor walked in with his file in hand. Peter moved to the side but Aleisa kept one of his hands interlocked with her own. The couple looked over at the man intently, bracing themselves for whatever the result was.

"Well Mr. and Mrs. Pevensie…. congratulations. Aleisa is definitely pregnant." The older man told them, a smile slipping onto his face. Aleisa froze for a moment before covering her mouth with her hands with elated shock. Peter however didn't really let the information sink in just yet. He sighed dejectedly and went to comfort his wife but froze midway. He stared at the doctor and turned to look at his wife, shocked into silence. Aleisa let out a happy sob behind her hands, her eyes glistening with tears. Peter slowly regained function of his brain.

"We're….." Peter whispered out in shock, and Aleisa nodded in confirmation. All at once they launched themselves at each other with excited shouts. Peter lifted her off the ground and spun her around as they both laughed in excitement.

"I'll give you two some privacy." The doctor mumbled with a knowing smile and left unnoticed by the couple.

"I told you so." Aleisa whispered breathlessly as she leaned her forehead against his, looking into his eyes. Both of them were practically glowing with elation. They were finally going to be parents.

"You told me so. And I'm so glad you were right." Peter chocked out, his own tears rolling down his cheeks. Aleisa laughed through her tears and hugged him tightly. Peter eagerly returned the gesture and pressed his cheek against her hair, holding her as close as possible. After all these years and over a lifetime of marriage, they were finally going to have a child.