A/N Ok, here's another chapter, i'm sorry that 6 and 7 came up so close together, i thought that i had posted 6, but i hadn't, and i'm too tired to wait a half hour before i post 7, and i'll forget if i wait till tomorrow. This is the way i work, i write 3 or 4 chapters overa few days, then i post them all on the same day with about 30 minute intervals while i work on later chapters. Well, anyway, i'm tired, i'm going to bed, i hope you like this chapter. I still need ideas, this fic is far from finished, help me out, send me a message, or send your ideas in a review, i dont really care much either way, and remember, i could still use a BETA.

Thanks, your Author in Training,

Havah

How did someone else manage to get through, and why didn't Aslan go to them? Were there supposed to be five of us? Not just 4? Different things about the past weeks events kept Peter from sleep. He wanted to get up and talk to Rebecca and Susan, but they would say he needed his rest. Trying to sleep, Peter thought of everything that had happened since coming to Narnia. Why am I High King? Edmund is the one who destroyed the witch, there is really nothing special about me. Maybe I should go back, and leave the other's to rule. I almost let my own brother die, and then another. Not being able to stand it a minute longer, Peter stood up, and pulled a shirt over his bare chest. Then he left his room, and headed for Rebecca's. About 3 feet from the door, he stopped himself.

Maybe she doesn't want my company or my questions, she needs her rest more then I do. I should leave her and Susan be for at least a couple hours. Peter turned back around, and headed towards his bedroom. Removing his shirt again, he sat down on the bed, and wondered that he was going to do about all of this. Finally, he was in a place where sleep came to him, unfortunately, it was not a very peaceful sleep.

There was Lucy, lying on the floor, dead, with the Witch towering over her. "Who should I kill next king?" She asked Peter maliciously.

"Please, kill me!" he begged for death, unable to fight.

"No, I want you to watch all of them die, all four of them, and know it was your fault. Bring me the other girls." Peter watched in horror as one by one, Susan, Rebecca, and Edmund were struck down. Finally, after what seemed like hours, she granted him his last wish, death for himself.

"PETER! Wake up!"

"What's wrong? Is everyone alright?" Peter jerked awake to see Edmund standing at his side.

"Everything's alright, except for you, you were crying in your sleep, are you ok?" Edmund looked at Peter with genuine concern.

"Oh, I'm fine, I was having a dream about…never mind, how long have I been asleep?"

"At least a 5 hours, Susan wanted me to see if you were awake, she wants you to come eat something, so I came in, and there you were, having a rough time, so I woke you. Put some clothes on and join us, the girl from the castle is down there now with Susan and Lucy, we are waiting for you." Edmund left the room, and closed the door behind him. Peter stood up, got dressed, washed his face, and followed Edmund downstairs.

Edmund had been right; Rebecca was sitting at the table, wearing something that Susan must have provided for her. Susan was sitting beside Rebecca, Edmund and Lucy were on the other side of the table, and Peter was expected to sit at the head, with Edmund and Susan on either side. "Nice to see you finally got some sleep," Susan commented.

"I don't know how much, he was already awake when I got up there," said Edmund, winking at his brother.

"I had only just woken up when he got there," commented Peter, then mouthed thank you to Edmund when no one else was looking. "So, Rebecca, you're feeling better I take it?"

"So much better, thank you," Rebecca smiled the first smile Peter had seen, and then quickly turned to her food. The rest of the meal was in silence, but the whole time, everyone was making eye contact with each other, and smiling. All of a sudden, there was a large crash coming from another room. Everyone jumped out of their chairs, but Peter motioned for them to sit back down.

"I'll go see what's happened, you all stay here," Peter ran through the room, grabbed his sword in the next room, and ran to the entrance hall. A terrible shock met his eyes, and he froze in fear, not for him, but for Susan, Lucy, Rebecca, and Edmund.