Author's Note: MERRY CHRISTMAS! to all you guys who celebrate today. If not, I still hope you've had a great day. Here is the second chapter of my new epic! Please REVIEW! and I will review one of your stories when I get the chance, I promise :3 Hope you enjoy it, and once again, review and I will love you!

Disclaimer: Same as before.

Chapter Two - Narnia Again

"You're kidding us."

Peter's voice echoed throughout the hallway where Susan, Edmund, Lucy, Juliet, Alden, and himself stood.

"I'm not!" cried Lucy crossly. "That's what you said last time, remember? That I was just playing games. You know in your heart I'm not. I'm right!"

"We expect it too much, then," Edmund cut in. "There's no way we could get through anyway."

"What in the world are you people talking about?" demanded Juliet with an exhausted and perplexed look on her face. "That he's hiding in an old wardrobe? Then get him! And if you won't, I'll just have to go fish him out…" She made her way through the small crowd of youths and into the room that the wardrobe was.

"No – wait! You don't know what you're doing, stop!" Susan yelled, but it was too late again. Juliet had ran through the wardrobe.

Susan shook her head and ran after her, the others following right on her tail.

After they had emerged from the wardrobe, they were greeted with a familiar site. Trees were all around them, and leaf-covered-soil and grass lay under their feet. Up ahead of them a bit was an old lamppost.

Juliet stood next to it, examining it, her face filled with the expression of bewilderment. "What is this place?"

"It's… it's Narnia!" Lucy shouted with glee.

Juliet squinted while looking at her. "Narnia…?"

"It's sort of… a different world," Peter murmured with disbelief. "I didn't think we could get in. You're only supposed to be able to pass through the wardrobe when you least expect it."

Lucy shook her head. "No, no, it's all different now. You can pass through it if you really want to." She nodded and gave a little smile.

"And… how would you know?" Susan stared at her, raising an eyebrow.

"I just do, alright?" Lucy laughed, and no one was quite sure whether she was laughing at herself or at Susan or at Narnia or at nothing in particular. "Let's visit Mr. Tumnus, then. He'll be delighted to know that we've returned!"

She sped off in the direction of his home before Susan or Peter could tell her otherwise.

"Mr. Tumnus!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, running faster. "Where are you? Are you home?" She approached the home and knocked on the door three times.

The other slowly followed, especially the twins, who were confused to the point that they didn't know what was real or fake any longer.

"Who's Mr. Tumnus?" Juliet whispered quickly to Susan before standing next to behind Lucy.

"A faun. An old friend of Lucy's."

"A faun? How in the world is Lucy friends with a 'faun,' then?"

Susan just shook her head and nodded in the direction of the door, which slowly crept open. A dainty looking man popped out. The twins examined him slowly, amazed at his horns ears and the bottom half of his body, which was of course, the back half of a goat.

"Lucy, my dear!" he cried with a grin. "It's been ages!"

Lucy grabbed him in a hug before he could say anything more.

He laughed after she stopped and nodded at Peter, Edmund, and Susan. "All of you – You look younger again! What's happened?"

Susan sighed. "We're not exactly completely sure, you see – Well, it doesn't matter. We're here again, of course. That's all that needs to be known."

"Well, well, I suppose you're right. Who're these Adam and Eve's, then?" He said while looking at the twins. "They look fairly alike!"

"Oh, pardon me!" exclaimed Juliet. "I'm Juliet! And this is my twin -- " She shook Tumnus' hand.

"Alden," Alden said, nodding. "We're very pleased to meet you."

"I feel the same."

"We have another friend here – Skye," said Susan, remembering why they had entered the wardrobe. "Have you seen him? He's got brown hair. Human, of course."

"I don't recall…" muttered Tumnus, scratching his head. "I haven't seen him, no, but I'm sure he can't have gone far… This is his first time here, I'm guessing?"

"Well, yes…" said Susan, but Alden cut her off.

"No, I don't reckon it is! He always talks about the wardrobe – er, well, he talks about how he gets here, so I'm sure he's been here more."

"How long has he been coming here?" Tumnus suddenly looked shocked.

"About as long as we've been living at the castle," answered Juliet, nodding to herself. "So about half a year, I suppose."

"The time's different in our world," Peter reminded.

"Actually, now I remember. I haven't seen him with my own eyes, of course, but I've heard word that the wolves have spotted him." Tumnus looked down, shaking his head in what seemed to be great sadness.

"Why grim, then?" asked Lucy with a worried look. "The Witch is gone."

"The White Witch is, of course – But we have reason to believe she had a daughter."

"Daughter? She had no love," Susan reminded him. "Not one we knew of."

"Not offspring, really," Tumnus said, looking up again. "We think, -- we as in everyone who was on Aslan's side – believe that she created a daughter using magic somehow, that she knew the daughter would be completely formed and born much after her 'reign' was over if we defeated her, which we did… We can't speak much of it out here…" He looked at the trees and lead the others inside.

Then he continued: "The wolves have been heard speaking of her. 'The Ice Queen,' she calls herself. Well, according to them, I mean. We're not completely sure. It's summer, so we haven't spotted her… When Fall comes, however, it gets cold, and when Winter comes… I don't want to think about it. The wolves are as cold as they were – Standing above the others, they think they're better! It's an outrage!"

Peter stared at him. "A child? Does that mean… Everything's repeating itself?"

"I'm not sure," said Tumnus sadly. "It's best to find your friend now, before it gets very dark here. None of us like going out in the dark now. The wolves prowl around, and the wolves – are cold."

"We'll look for him, then…" Peter said confidently, opening the front door again.

"Can we come here after?" asked Lucy to Tumnus. "To stay, since it's so dark outside and all."

Tumnus nodded. "Hurry back!"

The children quickly left and headed into the woods.