In Narnia

By Samhoku

I do *Not* own anyone but Ruth, Abraham, and I got permission to use Jaybird (from my sister) References to Lord of the Rings. Will write a fanfic with Jaybird in Middle Earth. And I got permission to use StormGail

Chapter

Jewel curtsied to Peter, "Hello, High King." She stood still and waited for Peter to gesture for her to come closer. When he did Jewel walked up and gave him a smile. Peter said, "I am very sorry for your loss."

Jewel looked down, "I am more sorry for Chance. She saw and couldn't do anything."

Peter said coldly, "I am sure she could have done something."

Jewel looked at Peter in shock, "She was trying to get to them, someone hit her in the head."

"Did I ask for your opinion?" Peter asked with irritation.

Jewel said stubbornly, "No, but you are going to get it." She put her fists on her hips and glared at him, "Just because you are King doesn't mean I need to bow to your every whim."

Peter stood up, his eyes flashed and it appeared as if he would strike her. StormGail jumped on Peter, tackling him to the ground. She sat on him and growled close to his face, "If you touch her I will pound you to a pulp, and no one would stop me."

Peter pushed StormGail off then stood up, "I won't hit her."

StormGail sneered, "Good, cause thats what my good for nothing husband did after he found out I couldn't give him more then two kids."

Peter looked at Jewel then re-situated his crown, "Well, I am sorry that I lost my temper."

Jewel said coldly, "You are forgiven." She wished she could turn into a unicorn and stab him. But she figured Aslan wouldn't appreciate that.

Chance woke up screaming and her eyes where dark orange, deep in a bazerka rage. Five Centaurs, Four Fauns, Two Nymphs, and Edmund where holding her down. Chance screamed and cried, "Get off of me, I have to get the children! I have to save StormGails' children." Chance arched her back and thrashed, "Release me!" Chance's eyes suddenly went a clear blue and she collapsed, breathing heavily.

All the people holding her down fell and panted heavily. Edmund said, "Oh my goodness, you have a bazerka rage. A pure Bazerka rage."

Chance breathed heavily then let out a sob, "I could've saved them. I can read minds, Edmund. I heard your brothers thoughts. I think he is right, I could have stopped it. If I hadn't left them alone, if I hadn't gone to the market. I could have prevented their deaths."

Ruth came in with some water and gave it to Chance, "I heard you screaming, I figured you would need this."

Chance smiled and took the water, "Thank you, so much." Chance gulped it down and smiled, "Blessed water."

Abraham looked at Susan then said, "A lot has been going on."

Susan shook her head and covered her eyes, "I met StormGail's children when they where babies. Martain came out screaming and kicking, ready to fight. Little Valley was blind and deaf."

Abraham nodded then was silent, "Peter almost hit Jewel."

Susan looked stunned, "Pete? My brother?..."

Abraham tilted his head at her, "Yes, your brother. I don't believe we know any other Peter."

Later that day Jewel and Peter where married, neither Aslan nor StormGail wished to waste any time with getting the two married.

Jewel was terrified, she knew he would become verbal and possibly physical. Aslan did the wedding and then Jewel and Peter left.

Jewel sat on the bed with her back to Peter, afraid. She looked over her shoulder at him, "You don't have to touch me tonight, do you?"

Peter had compassion, "No, no we don't. Most married couples do not for quite a while." He sat behind Jewel and touched her hair, "You don't mind this?"

Jewel shot a glare over her shoulder, "Goodnight Peter." She scooted away from him and crawled under the blankets, going to sleep.

Peter got under the blankets and pulled her to his chest, he felt her stiffen. Peter brushed his lips over her hair, "I am not going to do anything."

Jewel nodded then dozed off, Peter falling to sleep not long after her.

Peter woke up first the next morning. He sat up and yawned, rubbing his hand through his hair. He looked down at where Jewel was and touched her arm, "Jewel."

Jewel woke up and averted her eyes from Peter, "You need to put on a shirt." She rolled over and put her back to him.

Peter smiled mischievously and rolled over on is side, placing one arm next to her, "Jewel, I am your husband. You shouldn't be worried about my wearing a shirt." He pushed her hair out of her eyes and saw that she was blushing, "Oh, well I will put one on."

Jewel looked relieved, "Thank you." She got up and grabbed a dress, going behind a thing. She came out and faced her back to Peter, "Can you tie it?"

Peter tied it for her then put his own shirt on, "I hope life doesn't always go like this." His voice had become cold, "I would eventually like to be able to touch my wife."

Jewel glanced at Peter then walked out, "You will, eventually.