'My dearest….I'm coming home.'

Aleisa stared down at the letter she had received a few weeks prior, a broad smile threatening to split her face in half. The war had ended and Peter was coming home. She had seen him for a few days over the holidays when his unit had been granted leave, but it hadn't been enough for either of them. Even during that time they couldn't spend as much time together as they would have liked. Richard and Cyrus had tagged along for most of the holiday and then there was Peter's family which he couldn't ignore, not that he wanted to. But despite all that, today was supposedly the day that he would be back for good. She would make sure that he never left for something dangerous ever again in life. As she had told him in a letter months ago, she was wearing her blue dress so he could pick her out easier. It was his favorite, as he had told her time and again. As she was getting ready this morning she took a little extra time to dress herself up for his return, wanting to look beautiful for him.

...

She stood there among a throng of others who were waiting for their loved ones, just as anxious as she was. Aleisa was brought of her daydreaming when she felt a hand land on her shoulder. She turned to look at Edmund who was smiling down at her encouragingly. During the few months Peter had been gone the boy grew and was now almost as tall as his older brother. Edmund had been a big part of in keeping Aleisa sane while Peter was gone and she was thankful now for the comfort he offered.

"Stop worrying so much. He'll be here soon." Edmund assured. Aleisa heaved out a sigh as she tried to let her nerves simmer down a bit.

"I'm just anxious to see him again. I feel like it's been ages." She muttered wistfully. Edmund rolled his eyes playfully at her.

"You saw him a little over a month ago." He countered. Aleisa scoffed.

"Well it feels like years. And I know I'm not the only one who thought so Edmund." She argued knowingly. Edmund chuckled, brushing off the comment. Their whole family had been anxious for him to come home and he couldn't get here sooner for them. The sound of a train whistle broke the two away from their conversation. Aleisa immediately turned herself towards the train that was making its way into the station. The crowd in front of her thickened and she was forced to push up on her tiptoes, despite the heels she was wearing.

"Do you see him anywhere?" she asked, turning to Edmund who was craning his neck up to get a better view.

"Not yet." He muttered. She sighed and began wringing her hands together nervously. Was he even on this train? Was he alright? He didn't mention any injuries but knowing Peter he might have just omitted them as to not worry her. What if his unit was one of the last ones to leave? What if he found another girl and was visiting with her in another country? Ok that one might have been a bit of a stretch. Her mind became clouded with all these thoughts rushing through her mind, but a certain voice broke her out of her mental rambling.

"Aleisa! Ed!" a familiar voice shouted from over to their left. Aleisa whipped her head around and let a beaming smile crawl onto her lips. There in all his glory was Peter Pevensie, looking uninjured and healthy as he made his way over towards the duo. As their eyes locked Peter grinned the biggest smile she'd ever seen on him and Aleisa returned it equally. Without a second thought she dashed off towards him, running through the crowd without a care. Nothing and no one was getting in her way. As she approached Peter dropped his duffel and held his arms out invitingly, wrapping his strong arms around her as she lept into him. Peter latched his arms around her small frame and spun her around in elation.

"You're never leaving the country again without me!" Aleisa bawled into his chest as he set her on the ground. Peter snuggled deeper into her hair and let out a breathy chuckle, tears pricking the corner of his own eyes.

"I wouldn't dream of it." He muttered in response. Truly he had absolutely no desire to separate from her ever again. Seemingly satisfied with his answer Aleisa burrowed herself deeper into his arms, relishing in the feeling. Peter gently pulled her back just enough so he could get a look at her face. She smiled up at him despite the tear tracks running down her cheeks. With a fond smile he ran his thumbs over them to wipe the evidence of her teary outburst away. His eyes still locked on her face he leaned down to rest his forehead on hers, just staring into the sea green abysses that he had missed. He could never get enough of her eyes.

"I see you're wearing that dress you promised me." He murmured teasingly. Aleisa beamed up at him.

"Well I couldn't disappoint you." She told him, not once looking away from his burning gaze. Peter chuckled lowly.

"You could have worn a housecoat and I still would not have been disappointed." He assured her. She was all he could ask for, the her that was on the inside is what he fell in love with. Her looks were just a reflection of what he saw on the inside.

"Just kiss already!" Edmund taunted from beside them, where he had gone unnoticed by the couple. Peter glared playfully over at his brother who had killed the moment. Ed just shrugged innocently.

"What it's not like being in front of other people has stopped you before." He teased. Peter rolled his eyes and turned back to Aleisa. She grinned up at him and instantly yanked him by the lapels, kissing him hard on the lips. Peter chuckled in surprise but almost instantly melted into the kiss. Keeping it appropriate for public they broke apart after a long embrace and smiled at one another.

"Ok now that we got that out of the way I can say my greetings now." Edmund muttered and brought his brother in for a hug. Peter laughed and returned the embrace, the smile never leaving his face.

"Where is everyone else?" he asked, glancing around noticing that Aleisa and Edmund were the only two there.

"They thought it best that we come and collect you at the station since it would be too crowed for the whole group. We were ordered to bring you back as soon as possible though so we had better get a move on." Edmund explained, picking up Peter's duffel for him. Peter was grateful for the gesture as now he could hold Aleisa tightly against him with both arms as they made their way back home.