Ok so a few things one sorry i did get this up faster i burned my finger pretty bad. I just now have been able to type with little problems. I still have a band aid on it but its still a bit hard to type. So it took me forever to finish this and its not even as long as i wanted it but its something. And second I just accepted a job that i interviewed for last month so in two weeks i will be moveing. Its a five hour drive to our new place and we only have two weeks to get there and settled. So with that i dont think i will get anything up for a month or so. I will get something up at some point in time just dont know how much time i will have to write and when we will get internet at our new place. Just keep an eye out and hopefully if i get things settled quickly for the move i may be able to get one last chapter up before we head out. So read review and enjoy.

Chapter 25

Edmund

We were back in Narnia it was amazing that we were. There was only one thing to make it better. As we walked Lucy was the one to notice that we were at Cair our home. Catapults were used to bring down our wonderful home. The huge boulders were scatted everywhere showing just how brutal that battle was. How could Aslan have sent us away knowing this would happen. Were where the Narnians?

We found our room full of our cloths and weapons. It broke our hearts to see the ones we love things sitting there. Would they come back as well or were they here when the battle started. I tried not to think about Bran and Eliza being killed in the battle that brought down Cair. I just hoped they lived through the fighting but knowing them Nick Rickon and Emma stood with the soldiers while they sent Eliza away with Bran. I shuttered to think that they were truly gone.

After we looked around the runes we went back to the beach getting a last look before we went to look for a place to make a small camp for the night. We stood to watch the waves and bask in the Narnian sun. It was Susan who spotted the strangers first there shadows walking out of the woods two had bags slung across their backs the bags swaying while they walked. We could see no weapons but we each drew our weapons just in case as they kept getting closer. We watched and waited when the sun finally moved we could make out the strangers two had dark hair one a man the other a women, another women carried a child while the other man kept to her side. It was then that I heard peter yell out of nowhere Emma's name. It then struck me it was them. I looked closer it was Eliza we all out of sheer happiness ran to them each going to the one we loved the one we miss.

Eliza gently set Bran down he was now a small boy again the toddler shrieked at me as I wrapped my arms around her. It felt wonderful her being there again even with the sensation of the oddness of her being the same height as me. She unlike myself was about the same age as she was when we left. I looked to the others and they were as well. Were they stayed the same age as they were the day we left them we reverted back to the children we were when we left England the first time. My gaze settled on Rickon and Lucy there age difference was a problem. Even Eliza and I were pushing the properness of our age gap but Peter and Susan were lucky they were old enough that it wouldn't matter much. Pushing this aside for later I picked Bran up and hugged him to me and to my complete surprise he hugged me back recognizing me. So engrossed in Bran and Eliza I almost missed it when Pete stepped back from Emma and fell we all rushed to him. He was fine shocked but not hurt it was then that my gaze went to Emma she held a baby too. The little girl had a pale yellow shirt and blue pants that they all wore even the girls. The baby couldn't be any more than a year old. But what caught my attention was the baby had peter eyes and the little of hair she had was somewhere between Pete's blonde and Emma's brown. And I knew that Emma loved Peter too much to have a child that wasn't his. We left then alone to talk Pete needed to get used to the idea of the baby and we each wanted to talk to one another.

I pulled Eliza and Bran away from everyone wanting some time to ourselves. I sat down on the sand put Bran in my lap and pulled Eliza to my side. I kissed Eliza's cheek and then Bran it was odd for him to be a child this small again. When I left he was on his way to being a young man now he is the baby again. "Eliza, What happened after we left?" She turned to me took my hand in hers and stared at me as she thought. "Hun," I squeezed her hand to let her know I was here.

"I have been with Emma and Nick in there time for two years. We were sent back two days after we received word that you were missing." She then went on to tell me about being in another time and place. Aslan sending them back, Emma's pregnancy and life in general the past two years. It's a lot to take in and I try to let it just go as she raddles it off to me and I then tell her the past year of us. And before I know it Peter and Emma and the little baby who Peter now carries is sitting near us.

Rickon

Lucy ran to me and I didn't hesitate to open my arms to her and let her just about knock us over. But as my arms close around her and I pull her close I realized this isn't the women I left she is a girl. Younger than what she was when I met her in fact. Her head just comes up to my chest not even reaching my shoulders at all. Her hair is shorter than I have ever seen it but that light I love still shines in her eyes. I'm disappointed I ached to kiss the women I left and yet no matter how much I can see that women in her I can't kiss her now. I can't treat her as I did before hardly in fact. I know now that Peter and Edmund would balk at our difference of age as I am.

Even so I hug her to me and bend down to kiss her head tucking her close to me. I still love her and I can still see she loves me as much as we did when we were taken away from each other. After we left Emma to talk to peter Lucy pulled me away from everyone walking down the beach she took off her shoes and walked in the wet sand. I followed knowing my shoes do not take well to water I stayed a bit up from the waves. "You look the same yet I look different I don't know why He would do that." Lucy watched her feet make small foot prints in the stand.

"I know but we still care about each other." I watched as Lucy pulled up her dress as a wave came and almost soaked her skirt to her knees. "I know it's just oh Rickon it's just not right for us to be the same I hate that," she stomped her foot which just made me smile. Another wave came and Lucy with her back turned didn't see it a took the two steps to her quickly picked her up off her feet and let the wave soak me up to my knees which would have been made Lucy wet to her waist. "Thank you," I set her down out of the waves reach. "I know we can't but noting changes the fact that I care you and you me. So for now am your protector and your friend. Until we can be more but I fear that is years from now." Lucy nodded, "its ok although am not thrilled at least we are back here."

Susan

I was in Nick's arms again sitting on the sand waiting. Both of nicks legs were bent on each side of me his arm around my waist. I felt like I was home. Weeks ago I gave up thinking I would ever get this back. That I should accept that we live in England and that Narnia was a place we never were going to see again. I guess I was wrong am glad I was wrong. I forgot how Nick looked in his times cloths. But then again he had on a wet suite the first time I saw him. Now something he called jeans were covering his legs and sneakers were on his feet. A shirt that had three buttons and collar, the white against his tan skin. The color sticking out and making him look more of the tall dark and handsome fellow I knew he was. He spoke into my ear as he held me close telling me of the past two years. I asked a few questions here and there but I let him talk soaking up his voice one that I missed so much. Once Peter joined us we went back to the chamber with our chest and got the other cloths. It felt good to see Nick in his Narnian cloths I felt almost normal again.

We traveled for a while then saw a dwarf being held by two soldiers over the side of a boat. They had him gaged and tied, I shot an arrow at the side of the boat this caused them to drop him over the side of the boat. Peter and Nick dove in to pull the dwarf out of the water. Edmund and Rickon pulled the boat ashore while Eliza watched over the children. Once Peter and Nick brought the dwarf ashore Emma bent down to check on him. She helped him sit up and cough out the water from his near drowning. Emma dug around her bag pulled out a few herbs poured them into a small cup then added water. She pressed it into the dwarfs hands, "here drink it will help." He downed it then glared at us, "drop him? You couldn't come up with nothing better."

"Well a thank you would have been enough." He just kept glaring at us as if we were the ones to do something wrong. We finally got past us being the kings and queens of old the little dwarf fought Edmund and then believed us. We set off to meet this Caspian that needed our help. We set off in the boat Edmund Peter Nick and Rickon taking turns rowing the small boat down the river. Everything was so different the trees didn't move like they used to. Lucy couldn't help but point this out to use. Narnia wasn't the same anymore the centaurs fauns and talking animals did run free anymore. They were hiding they weren't what they were in the past. A thousand years has past and our kingdom is in ruin. And it was now time for use to put the country back how it should be.

Peter

We had stopped for the night we were all exhausted after traveling for days on end with little supplies. We were all tired from carrying both Bran and lily. Emma carried a bag of healing things and lily's diaper bag. When I found out about this I took it from her not only was she carrying that but a sword her quiver and her bow. We laid down that night everyone was asleep and we were hoping to find Caspian the next day. Lily laid asleep in Emma's arms her little thumb in her mouth Emma was leaning into my chest my arms around her. "I regret all the nights I missed. I don't think I will ever get over leaving you two alone this past year."

"I have told you already peter it's not your fault. You didn't know about lily and about Aslan sending us back. Let's just enjoy being here now." I kissed Emma's cheek and then lily's head as she sleep. "We should sleep I'll take lily tonight you need to sleep more than you have been."

"Are you sure?" I picked lily up and laid her down again on me. I pulled her bag to me and pulled out a blanket to cover her up. "Come on love let's get some sleep." I pulled her closer to the fire to lie down once we were situated me on my back with lily laying on me Emma curled up on my side. Emma looked up at me, "your lips healed," her finger brushed against the spot that was split from my fight. "Am glad it is it was becoming annoying."

"Susan told me you got into a fight before you came back." I could tell Emma's eyes were asking more than her words why. "She also said you have been doing that a lot lately why?"

"I don't want to talk about it maybe you should ask Susan." I didn't mean for it to be harsh or come out the way it did but I couldn't help it. "You have changed Peter and I don't like it." She withdrew her arm from around me and closed her eyes. I knew I hurt her I didn't need to ask it was in the tone of her voice and her eyes. I felt horrible it wasn't her fault about the past year if anything she had a harder time than I did. I closed my eyes and hoped that sleep would take me.

I was woken up the next morning by Emma shaking me, "Lucy's gone," I was still half asleep and it took me a minute to register what she said, "Lucy's gone were is she."

"We don't know we need to go look for her," I jumped up pulled my sword to me then attached it to my belt. Emma already had her bow in her hand Susan Nick and Rickon were standing ready to go. Eliza stood there with both Bran and lily. Quickly I slung lily's bag over my shoulder and we went to track Lucy. It didn't take us long to find her she stood there watching a minator walk past her. I grabbed her and pulled her away turning and handing her of to Rickon while I pulled out my sword. I heard Susan and Emma say my name as some man swung at me with his sword. We went at it for a few minutes I swung at him he ducked and my sword stuck into a tree. He tried to pull my sword out of the tree but before we could continue Emma yelled at me. This caused the man to stop he got a better look at my sword. It then hit me, "Prince Caspian."

"Yes" he nodded to me. Emma stepped over to me, "Peter is everything aright. I just nodded to her not knowing if she was still upset about last night. "King Peter." This Caspian was not what we expected at all. For one thing he traveled with dwarfs and minators along with the fauns and talking animals. We followed him for the remainder of the day until we came to what they called Aslan how centaurs greeted us and welcomed us as they did in our rule. Walking under the swords of the centaurs felt like coming home again. Emma reached to me and took my hand I hoped that for now my outburst last night was forgiven.

Lucy

I took Rickon's hand a we stepped into the how fauns were making swords and arrows. Dwarfs were making and repairing armor and centaurs milled about. Susan came running out of a hallway with Nick one step behind her she yelled to Peter, "Peter you should come see this." We all ran to follow Susan and there on the walls was us. Pictures of us Mr. Tummus under the lamp post, Peter riding a horse into battle. Aslan Susan and I standing near the stone table. One of the eight of us standing before the thrones one was there even for Rickon. "It's us all of us." We followed Caspian to another room and there was the stone table. It was still broken from where Aslan had come back to life after the white witch killed him. Now it stood as a reminder of him of us. After everyone went about their separate ways I pulled Rickon to look at the pictures. I stopped at the one of me Mr. Tummus, "I miss him he was such a good friend."

"Don't cry Lucy though your memories he lives." Rickon put his arm around me rubbing his hand up and down my arm. "I miss our Narnia too it's so different I don't even recognize the waters anymore."

"Nothing's the same not us not Susan or my brothers not Narnia. Noting is how it was," I could feel my tears welling up it was all too much. Rickon pulled me to him it was the first time he really hugged me since we got back. He kept his distance treating me as my brothers do but this hug he held me tight leaning his head on mine, "We'll set things right." I pulled away from him trying to smile up at him, "Come with me I need to sharpen my daggers it's time to put them to use." I let him take my hand and I followed him.