Authors note: So... this story will be coming to an end soon. Maybe 10 more chapters? Is that soon? That seems too soon to me. Maybe a few more than that! Haha. But I foresee it coming to an end before it hits chapter 50. HAH. I just wrote a TEN PAGE chapter, which is the longest chapter of this entire story. Also, I 8 page chapter following that. So. A lot of stuff is going to be happening very soon and I'm sure you guys will like it. At least I hope you do! GUESS WHAT? Narnia 3 comes out on DVD April 8th. I am so going to be sitting in my room worshiping all 3 movies on repeat for the next month. Just being honest. I WILL be writing in that time period... the movie only encourages me hah.

Also, the definition I got for COMA was taken from dictionary dot com and wikipedia.

Disclaimer: ALL of Narnia belongs to C.S. Lewis and also Disney has some rights to that as well. I only own any unrecognizable characters from the books/movies.

IMPORTANT: This chapter is in Edmund's point of view once again!

Chapter Twenty-Six

Failures are finger posts on the road to achievement.
C. S. Lewis

Another week went by. One month and a week.

How long could one stay in a coma for?

In my frustration, I searched through the many titles of books in the quaint library of Cair Paravel for anything to help me. Spells, potions, magic, remedies, or whatever... I did not care. I just wanted her awake again.

I found a book on injuries. With haste I grasped the book and seated myself on the couch. The same couch Unity and I had shared one of our few kisses on. Also, home to one of the many places that stunted the growth of our relationship. Trying to avert my thoughts I flipped through the pages of the book critically.

Coma-

"A state of prolonged unconsciousness, including a lack of response to stimuli, from which it is impossible to rouse a person.

Outcomes range from recovery to death. Comas can last from several days to several weeks. In more severe cases a coma may last for over 5 weeks, while in some cases they have lasted as long as several years. After this time, some patients gradually come out of the coma, some progress to a vegetative state, and others die."

Oh great. Well that's lovely to know.

"In order for a patient to maintain consciousness, two important neurological components must function impeccably. The first is the cerebral cortex which is the gray matter covering the outer layer of the brain, and the other is a structure located in the brainstem, called reticular activating system."

Blast. How the hell was I supposed to do that? I tossed the book on the empty space of the couch beside me. Putting my head in my hands I tried to calm myself by taking in a deep breath, but it failed to make me feel any better.

I could not do it anymore. This constant not knowing was beginning to drive me mad. Absolutely mad. Lucy could not bare to be around me anymore; that is how insufferable I had become with my lunacy. All I could think about was how to cure this girl.

"Ed, please stop with this I beg of you!" Lucy would plead when I would refuse to eat breakfast or lunch, sometimes both, to check on Unity. Sometimes it would be because I had a spontaneous thought that could be her cure. Maybe she woke up and I was not there. She could possibly be thirsty and have no way to shout. And most times just to sit there and hold her in my arms.

How is that I felt even closer to her while she was in a coma than I ever had when she was awake?

However, Peter became absolutely unbearable to be around. Not because he was driven into insanity like myself, but due to the fact he had become angry. All he could do was think about blaming himself for letting her even be in the war when she barley knew how to fight.

"A few weeks of training is not enough," was what Peter would say with a deep frown set on his forehead. "I should have sent her back to Cair Paravel. So, she would be angry with me. At least she would be alive and well. Not stuck in that damn bed all day rotting into nothingness."

His hurtful words even brought Susan to tears once or twice at breakfast.

Who knew someone so small could make such a huge difference? I mean, Unity was small. So fragile. Not much bigger than a dwarf honestly. Although, she lacked the beard. Not that I minded. I'd rather her not have a beard...

The library door pounded open and I jumped to my feet in alarm. Lucy stood there in hysterics. Tears were pooling from her hazel eyes and they were wide as they stared up at me. In shock, I rushed to my sisters side and grabbed her shoulders shaking them lightly.

"Are you alright Lu?" I asked firmly.

She shook her head, "Unity!"

"What about her?" I took my sisters arm and started to drag her down the hallway in a panic in the direction where I knew Unity resided in her bedroom.

"Edmund…" at her frail voice I faced her concerned. She opened her mouth and let out a watery laugh. Scowling at her reaction I paused our walking.

"Lucy," I stressed her name. "What happened?"

"She's awake."

My stomach tightened as I pushed open the bedroom door fearfully. What if she fell back into a coma? Is that even possible? To wake up, say hello, and pass back out for eternity? Blimey, if that was what happened I'd jump off a cliff now with how unstable I had become.

Susan sat in an armchair beside Unity's large bed holding a glass of water. Even from where I stood in the doorway I could see the liquid shake in the cup with how quivering her hands were. Licking my moist lips I moved more into the center of the spacious room.

Her emerald eyes locked with mine in a stare. I felt every bit of moisture drain from my throat as it became dry. She blinked and gave me a frail grin.

Every fiber in my body told me to run over to her and give her the most passionate kiss of her life. I stood my ground knowing that at the moment she was probably physically too weak and I might snap her neck off with my aggression.

"Ed," her voice came out hoarsely as she called for me. Susan leant forward in the arm chair and urged Unity to take the drink. She accepted the offer gratefully.

I made my way to her side cautiously taking everything in as if it were a dream. Reaching out a trembling hand I grabbed hold of hers. It felt warm.

"Unity," my voice uttered out softly. Her smile grew brighter and I shook my head unbelievingly. Without a moments hesitation I leant forward and placed a delicate kiss on her lips. By Aslan's mane nothing could stop me from kissing this girl.

I heard Susan's surprised gasp, but I paid no head to it as Unity's chapped lips molded into my own. Was I dreaming? I hope not. If I had stooped to that level of hallucinations I knew it would be time to resign as king.

Slowly she pulled away from me and I gave her a longing scowl. How dare she break us apart when we were finally together again.

"Edmund, I'm exhausted," she explained with a cracking voice. My face turned into one of concern as Susan held out the water once more and Unity accepted it with great pleasure. She drowned as much as she could before handing the glass back to Susan.

She reached up a hand and whipped at the wetness on my cheek. I had not even realized I had begun to cry. The dryness that had once consumed my throat turned clammy and I opened my mouth to make words but nothing came out.

"Please stop crying. I'm awake now," Unity uttered with a sad scowl. She raised a weak hand to push a loose chocolate wave that got in her vision.

The door opened squeakily. Pivoting my head I saw Peter standing in the doorway with an awe-struck expression similar to the one I had bore when I entered a few moments ago. He gave Susan and I a lingering gaze as if to question us if Unity really was awake. He looked conflicted between crying and screaming all at once.

"Are you just going to stand there and stare all day?" Unity joked lightly. "Or are you going to come give me a hug you big terd?"

At least her personality is still in tact.

Peter chuckled and ran to the side of the bed opposite of the one I sat in. He sat down beside her and moved downward to wrap her in a hug. With one gentle kiss on her cheek he sat back up and started to gap at her again.

"It is so nice to be awake," muttered the girl that every persons attention was focused on. I nodded my head in agreement with her. "Sometimes I could hear bits and pieces of people talking, but I never could say anything back."

"You have been asleep for quite some time," Peter pointed out with a grimace. My brothers eyes were red and puffy bags started to form underneath at his sadness. I wondered if Unity thought I looked a fool for crying. Here, Peter sat with puffy eyes and I with tears streaming down my face.

"Yes, a month you said Susan?"

"A month and a week," I stressed the last part. Only because it killed me a little more every day she spent in that dreadful state.

Unity gave my hand a squeeze, "Stupid giants."

I laughed. Here she just woke up from a coma, which she could have possibly never woken up from, and she still acted her same goofy self. No matter what it seems I can always count on Unity to be herself.

"I'm at least glad that I slept the entire ride back from Ettinsmoor! How boring it was at times."

Peter scoffed, "I would rather you be bored than dying."

"Oh Peter, I did have fun with you though! Don't be too upset," she added with a grin. Except her grin held something back. Like she felt guilty.

"I am glad you are alright," he took her free hand in his. "It brought me nightmares these past weeks knowing you might not wake."

I frowned at the way he held her hand. Now, I had told Peter to kiss her in a letter for me. So, that when she went off to battle if something were to happen to either her or myself at least she would know I cared. Although a gut feeling had me thinking that something beyond that. What if they had developed some kind of relationship?

"Peter, Edmund," Susan spoke up. "Unity needs time to recuperate. She needs food, liquids, and rest."

"Rest?" I chuckled. "She's been sleeping for over a month!"

"She is exhausted. Clearly, look at the poor girl," Unity scoffed offended at Susan's words. I had to agree with Susan. Although, a nursemaid had bathed Unity in the time she had not been able to move for herself... the poor woman's hair looked like a rats nest. Not to mention the heavy bags underneath her eyes and paleness of her skin. "You both come back in a few hours."

I shook my head not liking my sisters requestest in the slightest bit. Leave? I had barley been reuinited with her for more than a couple moments, "No, Susan. Peter and you can leave. I will take care of her."

Susan sighed exasperated, "Edmund please."

"Don't you 'Edmund please' me, Sue. I am not asking I am telling you."

"Ed!" she yelped taken back by my crude tone.

Unity waved her hand at Susan, "Let him do what he wants Susan. What could the harm really be?"

Susan looked as if numerous things were swarming around in her head. I glared piercingly at my older sister and she gave me a defeated roll of the eyes. She stood from her chair and motioned to Peter to follow her. Peter looked conflicted as he stared into Unity's eyes deeply.

"I will come visit you later," he whispered. He gave her another kiss to her cheek, which she smiled happily at.

"Edmund, I am going to have someone bring up some food and water for her. Please, keep her calm. I don't want her becoming ill because of you."

Sod off woman. What could I possibly do to make her ill?

After Peter and Susan left I laid myself beside Unity. Honestly, I doubt I would leave this room at all. The farthest I would go would be the bathroom, which she had one located about fifteen feet away attached to her dormitory.

"I heard you slept in here a lot," Unity muttered as I wrapped my arm around her waste snugly.

"Yes."

"Also that you would lock the door and be in here for hours refusing to open it. Edmund, what did you do to me in my sleep?" she jested with smirk on her pink lips.

"Held you," I answered quietly. I wanted her to know the truth. How I had been here for all that time not wanting to miss anything anymore. "I just… don't want to let you go."

She became silent. I glanced at her face to see a look of worry. My callused hand reached for her cheek and I stroked the smooth skin gently. Even if Unity looked like a complete wreck from her pale skin, chapped lips, ratty hair... That sleep sure did wonders for her skin. It felt like a fine silk.

"What is bothering you?"

Unity chewed on her chapped lips, "We will both leave Narnia eventually, you know."

I frowned, "How do you know?"

The woman before me had one of those familiar looks. A look of knowing more than what she should. She usually had these looks when talking about my brother and sisters. Mostly, things of the past. However, when she had these looks about the future they concerned me because I knew whatever she was feeling would be right.

"I just… know," she answered sadly. "And I will go back to Chicago and you back to London. Not even the same time period."

A silence followed after her statement as I attempted to process it. What would become of us if I went back to... to... well, she said something of London. What was London? All I can really remember about entering Narnia is Spare Oom...

She let her fingers graze my forearm delicately. We were broken from our silence as a purple flowered dryad entered the bedroom. The floors around her cheeks turned a soft pink as she blushed.

"Oh, your majesty! I am sorry to interrupt! Queen Susan requested I bring thee food!" Its melodic voice informed as the dryad held up a plate to show us. I sat up in the bed and ushered her to come forth.

"Do not worry milady," the dryad nodded her head. "We were only conversing. Please come in."

The dryad handed me the plate of food and placed a glass of water down on the table beside Unity's bed. I thanked her appreciatively and she left shutting the door behind her softly.

I showed Unity her plate of mashed potatoes, peas, and chicken. I set the plate in her lap and she weakly brought the food to her mouth taking the smallest bites I had ever seen the girl eat. Unity was known for shoving food in her mouth and swallowing it before she'd even had time to chew. That girl loved to eat.

"I'm sorry."

My eyes widened as Unity took a bit of potatoes and made a happy sound as it slipped down her throat, "For what exactly?"

"The entire Ariela bitch thing. I mean, Peter told me it was all just for show cause she wants to jump your bones. I just overreacted," she explained with a sigh. "I didn't mean to get so jealous. But I really like you and I felt like I'd lost entirely. After all, I left on such terrible terms with you when I took of with Genesis. Then when I came back I thought you were going to kiss me… but you didn't! So, then this wench comes along and you started spending every waking minute with her and not me. What was I supposed to think?"

I shrugged, "I apologize for making you believe that I had feelings for her and that you doubted mine to begin with. Maybe if you had let me explain like I attempted to do…"

She shushed me, "Just accept my apology and let's be done with it! The past is the past."

I thought of how she had told me she'd kissed boys before. Other ones. Other than just Peter. Which she hadn't mentioned to me yet. Would she lie about it? Avoid the conversation entirely?

Then I thought of Aslan. When I had betrayed my family for Turkish Delight and to become a "King" of Narnia under the White Witch's rule. Aslan had told Peter after they saved me that what I had done was in the past, "the past is the past…"

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