A/N ok, I am so sorry, but this is a very dialogue driven chapter, I couldn't really do it any other way with my lack of skill. Also, happy faces and kudos to SimonRafe, MaskedSoldier, and Ellesar-Lover, I used ideas they gave me, so I thought they deserved a thanks. Wish me luck; because I'm having trouble, I need all the luck I can get. Thanks,

Your Author in Training,

havah

Disclaimer: shoot, I keep forgetting these; I own Rebecca, and the plot, that's about it.

"What do you mean?" asked Peter quietly, worried now by Susan sullen look.

"Well, I'll tell you a little later when the others have gone. We can tell Lucy and Edmund, but I think that you should verify any actions first," explained Susan, As usual; she had put much thought into this before mentioning it to Peter. She and Peter then went back to discussion with everyone else, though Peter was suddenly less animated, and not really in the mood for company anymore.

"Are you sure you're all right?" asked a concerned Edmund. E had just noticed Peter's suddenly bitter mood.

"Um, yeah, just a bit tired."

"Would it be best if we left you to rest for a while?" asked Mr. Tumnus very politely.

"Yes, perhaps that would be best, thank you for dropping by Mr. Tumnus, if you stick around I would like to talk to you later," said Peter. Everybody exited the room, except for Susan, who stayed behind to talk to Peter about their guest. "What is it? Is everything going to be ok?"

"Yes and no, Peter, we have some reason to believe that maybe there's something that Rebecca's not telling us. I mean, she has been rather quiet about certain aspects of her appearing here, and last night, she didn't really seem shocked that the secret police showed up. I think that maybe, while she stayed in that castle, the witch may have influenced her a little bit. I think it's a possibility that she knew those wolves were going to come last night." Susan sighed, relieved at having released the burden to Peter, who looked very shocked in deed. He lay back on his bed as if to say this can't be happening. Susan sat down on the foot of his bed, and patted his hand lightly. "Are you alright?"

"I don't really know, that was a bit of a shocker. Do you really have any proof, or are you going off of a hunch?" Peter asked in slight disbelief.

"We don't really have any sort of proof yet, but we intend on getting some. It is also possible that she is not fully acting as herself. There are some spells that the witch knew where she could pour little bits of people into other people. I asked some of the Dryads in the wood if there was any verification on this, and one of them said that they had seen it many times," said Susan. Susan was beginning to wonder of she should have waited to tell Peter this until he has in better health, however the impending urgency of the situation could have caused a problem if the High King wasn't told about it immediately. Peter lay there, deep in thought about what to do for at least 15 minutes before speaking.

"Alright, well, I'm going to have to heal quicker then this if I want to deal with this. Susan, I want you to try and find that Dryad you talked to, and ask him if knows anything more. If he claims to, tell him that the High King of Narnia may need his help." Peter was becoming more and more certain by the minute that if this was truly an effective spell, the Witch may be fully living in a combination of people. He was also beginning to realize that maybe the people, or things the witch inhabited could contact each other without words, or meeting. "Do you understand why this must be done?"

"Yes Peter, I think I do, but perhaps not fully." She stood and headed towards the door of the room. "When you figure out what you want to do, don't hesitate to call for me, or Edmund, I think it best we inform both Lucy and Edmund, they can help us immensely."

"Yes, oh and Susan, tell Mr. Tumnus that I would like to see him alone for a minute. Is it alright if I tell him? I think he might be able to, and I know he would be willing to help us."

"That is not a bad idea, I will ask him to come right away." With that, Susan left, and Peter began to think again. This could mean a while new war, and a very different form of fighting would be needed to win.