A/N : Ok, I got a review bringing up an interesting point, that Lucy and Aslan freed all of the prisoners in the castle, I apologize for screwing up, I failed to state that this dug eon was through the other, and not necessarily seen by Aslan. Also, I must say that I did think that he and Lucy only freed the stone sculptures. Many apologies, and I appreciate "Defender of Literary Narnia" bringing my faults to the surface.
Your Author in Training Havah
"Please, please wake up! I don't want your death to be my fault! I don't want you to die without us knowing you, without your family ever knowing your fate, or your bravery. I don't even know your name. Please, you have to get better, couldn't bear it if you died, I would have to leave Narnia from guilt! JUST WAKE UP!" Peter yelled and whacked his fist on the table near the bed. He was just a little ways away from tears, and the girl still wouldn't wake up. "I don't know what to do, I have never been in this situation! Just give me a sign! Breathe, say something, take my hand, anything, just let me know you can hear me." The girl did nothing, made no motion. Her lips didn't move, her breathing didn't become normal, she didn't take his hand. He put his head back on the foot of the bed, and let a few silent tears roll down his cheeks.
Not a minute later, he felt a hand upon his. He looked up to see the girl's bony hand resting on his. She wasn't awake, and wasn't speaking, but she could hear him, and that was enough for him. Immediately, he felt a little better, but she still wasn't awake. Susan entered with a plate of bread, and some meat he didn't recognize. "Eat something," she said kindly handing him the plate. "Are you alright? Oh my god, Peter, have you been crying?"
"I'm fin, she can hear us, and if I was crying, what does it matter?"
"How do you know she can hear us?"
"I asked her, if she could hear me could she please give me a sign if she could hear me, if she could say something, or touch my hand, and after a minute, she put her hand on top of mine! She can hear us!"
"I don't want to rain on your parade, but it could be a coincidence, she could have just moved her hand."
"But she didn't! This isn't just a coincidence! I really think that she understood. It was a direct placement; it was pretty darn spot-on for a coincidence!"
"Well, I'll let you have your hopes, but just remember, it may not have been intentional." Susan placed the food on the table near the bed, and sat down next to Peter. "I can't even begin to feel what you are going through, I don't think, but whatever it is, it is the most powerful force that I have ever seen acting on you. Now, I am going to warn about something. Lucy brought up to me earlier that you needed a special girl in your life that wasn't family. I told her you didn't. I may have been wrong, but I'm begging you, don't fall in love with her. We don't know who she is, and we don't what she is, or where she came from. She looks human, but so did the witch, and she's Narnian, so be careful."
"I'm not going to fall in love, not with her, and probably not ever. I am going to serve Narnia, if she lives, and if she dies, I am going to go home, and live in seclusion until I can find reason to forgive myself. Letting her die just feels wrong to me, I don't know what I'm feeling, but I'm pretty sure it's close to what I would be feeling if that were you, or Lucy or Edmund lying there dying. It's just as hard for me then I thought we were going to lose Edmund."
"Well, just remember what I said." Susan got up to leave, "I'm going to go make sure that Edmund and Lucy have what they need. Make sure that you eat something. I'm going to bring up some soup later, and we'll see if we can get her to eat something."
"Thank you." Susan left, and once again, Peter was alone with his thoughts. What if Susan's right? What if I do fall in love?