A/N: Well…not much to say for this chapter. Read and review. I love you all! Hope you had a wonderful Christmas….oh and sorry its fairly short.

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Tumnus felt warmth all around him. Pain still controlled most of his body, but something was different…something reminded him of life…peace…hope: Things he had forgotten after his trauma. He struggled immensely to open his eyes and awake from drowsiness.

Soon he began to see shapes and light surrounding his unfocused vision, and than he could make out that he was staring at a beautifully carved ceiling.

He cringed momentarily, feeling a sharp pain in his chest from moving slightly.

Cair Paravel….Perhaps he was in Cair Paravel. Yes, he finally remembered what had happened after the wolves attacked.

Turning his neck slightly to check his surroundings, he gazed into the sleeping form of Lucy. She was squeezing him tight, and sleeping soundly, the blankets covering up half her face.

Tumnus yelped much like he did the day he caught a glimpse of Lucy for the first time at the lamppost. His shock had quite literally caused him to fall out of the bed and land flat on the hard floor.

(It was entirely to…uncomfortable…and unnatural for her to be sleeping next to him.)

However, he had no time to think about that for his pain was now double what it was before.

"Mr. Tumnus!" Lucy suddenly exclaimed after hearing the thud on the floor. She looked down from the side of the bed to see the poor faun on his backside with a look of sheer suffering on his face, and what was worse, he began to cry softly, his big, blue eyes filled with watery tears and a tiny sob escaped his lips.

"Oh dear Tumnus!" Lucy spoke sympathetically, masking her happiness that he was now awake.

Her heart swelled with pity and she jumped off the bed to help him.

It was truly a most pitiful sight for the young queen. She didn't quite know how to handle it without embarrassing him.

"You poor thing!" She stated, moving to his side. "How did you fall?"

But Tumnus found he could not even reply. It hurt so much that he continued to let his tears flow freely.

"I'm so sorry, Mr.Tumnus…Come on now. Let's help you back on the bed, alright?" Lucy tried, running her fingers between his horns.

With a little more persuasion, the faun finally allowed Lucy (with most of his help of course) to get him back on the bed and under the covers. Lucy did the same and reached for the medicine that Father Christmas gave to her. She reached in her pocket for her handkerchief and dabbed Tumnus cheeks gently. Than with a little kiss on his brow, she showed him the medicine. "Father Christmas gave this to me last night. He saved you, Mr. Tumnus." She said, feeling her emotions rise. "It's why you're awake this morning."

Tumnus managed a tiny weak smile and with great effort. Took Lucy's hand in his. "You need some more of this though, alright?" Lucy opened the bottle and brought it to Tumnus' lips. The faun obediently drank down the medicine and made a disgusted face.

Lucy laughed quietly, feeling quite sorry for him. It was so amazing to see him making faces…having reactions…being alive. He layed back on the thick pillows in exaustion.

"Mr.Tumnus?" Lucy started. "I-I'm so glad you're…still here with me."

Tumnus looked up at her, forgetting the now dulling pain, and focusing on his joy…his little angel and queen.

"M-Me…too, darling…me too."

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A/N: Hey guys! This is just a little filler. My muse was running crazy tonight. I hope its alright. I know its mostly fluff…sorry, I just can't seem to get away from fluffy stuff. So how is it?

This story is really close to being over…I am considering a sequel..any ideas?

If not a sequel, I am exploring a Tumnus/Lucy relationship fic. (When she's older of course lol)

Anyways...sorry its so short…but like I said its just a dorky filler. ;)