Chapter eleven

Peter waited at the coffee when he and Elena promised to meet yesterday. He already got his and found a spot. He waited for her. Ten minutes pass by. Peter looked at his watch. She must have forgot or she is running late he thought as he looked out the window. Thinking that she was running late, he waited another ten minutes. After those ten minutes, Peter sighed and stood up. I guess she forgot he thought sadly. Just then, Elena came through the doors. Elena looked around.

Peter raised a hand and she saw him. She walked over to him.

"Sorry that you had to wait so long. I had to fight with my parents to let me take a taxi," She said as she sat down.

"Why?" he asked.

"Well, they don't like anyone but them drive to a place where I am going," She said.

"Sounds like they are too overprotective of you," Peter said with a smile.

She slightly smiled back. "I suppose, but they have good reason because I was in an car accident with my friend's family a couple of years back."

"Oh," Peter said. He thought he should better keep his mouth shut for now. Elena reached into her bag and pull out a folder. She opened it and took out a paper.

"So, take a look and see if you approve on what I did last night," she said as she handed him the paper. She worked on it last night because she couldn't get the fact that Peter had been in the same class with her since the beginning of school.

Peter's eye went wide as he read the paper. But this is…he thought as he looked at her.

"Do you like it?" she asked.

"Yeah. What did you come with the idea of four siblings?" He asked. Does she know about Narnia? If so, where was she? In Archenland?

"I don't know. It kind of just came to me," Elena said. He hasn't figured it out yet. Oh peter, you are so dense sometimes.

"Alright. Well, since you have them going into a magical land, what are they doing?" He asked.

"Well, I think of something along a journey where they each learn something along the way and in the process, defeat a evil witch or tyrant or something like that," she said as she watched his face looked surprise.

"That's sound good. And how about a prophecy of some sort added as well? And how about a guardian of the land?" he asked as he thought of Elvina and her job as the guardian of Narnia.

"Sure. That's sound really good," Elena said. She thought of something. "Hey, I want to show you something. Would you mind coming home with me?" maybe if he saw what I work on last night, he would come around. After discovering her place in this world, Elvina or Elena as she was called now, discovered she had a talent for art. Last night as she thought about Peter and Narnia, she made drawing of peter and his siblings and of aslan. She also did landscapes of Narnia as well.

"Sure. Why not," he said as he got up from his chair and helped her as well. Together, they left coffee shop and took a cab to Elena's house. Either spoke along the way. Peter just stared out the window. What I am doing? I'm wasting my life trying to find the girl that I fell in love with when I was in a different land. Maybe I should just give up like Susan said he thought as he turned to Elena. She was looking out the window like he was a few moments ago. But this young woman, she reminds me of her. Why?

Elena felt someone watching her and turned to Peter. "Is something wrong?" she asked him.

"Nothing. Nothing at all," he said. They arrived shortly after. They arrived at a big two-story house with an iron gate in the front.

"Wow. This reminds me of the house I was sent to when my siblings and me had to left London," he said as he looked up at the house. They went inside the courtyard and up to the front door. Peter opened the door for her.

"Thank you," she said as she walked inside with peter right behind her.

"Madam, I didn't know that you would be home this early or I would have set out something for you," a maid said as she took both Elena's and Peter's coat.

"It's alright, Maria. Don't worry about it. If my parents are still home, tell them that my guest and I are in my work room," She said as she pulled Peter along to the stairs. They went up to the second floor. They walked in a hallway and on the first door to the right. She pulled Peter inside. She let go and wandered over to her previous night's work.

Peter stared at his hand. Her hand…it felt so right in mine…could it be her?

Elena wandered back over to Peter and showed the drawing. She saw his face change as he looked at each other them, then he looked at her.

"Have you been to this place?" He asked shakily as he put down the drawing as he looked at her. His eyes never left hers.

"Well, it felt like I was there, but I guess I was never truly there. When I was there, it felt like I was place of the place, because I had memories from there. I thought I was born there…" she trailed off.

"But you weren't," he finished for her.

"Yes, but I didn't know this until after my husband came back…" she stopped and looked at him. " you don't think I am crazy, do you?"

Peter smiled at her and then walked over to her. " Of course. How could I never think of my wife as crazy?" he said softly. Elena's eyes widen.

"You figure it out," She said as tears came to her eyes. " I am so happy. I thought you didn't remember me as I told you what I want to do for the story."

He brushed away her tears with his lips. "I'm so sorry I didn't see it before. I was too scared and still too depressed from not finding you," he whispered, "but now that I have found you, I won't let you go."

"I won't either,' she said as she wrapped her arms around him. She finally had her Peter back in her arms.

AN: Hey. Sorry it took so long to get up this chapter. Well, what do you think? Should I add an epilogue or just leave it like this? Tell me what you think. R + R.