A/N I am so sorry about the slow slow slow updating, but I had some serious internet problems, which by the way, are now better! I'm very happy about that! Keep reading, nd if you like to review go ahead, if not, I'm not the reviewing nazi. Just enjoy. This is one of the last chapters, after this one, we have I think 5 more, so we're coming down the home stretch! This is a home stretch I have never been down, I have never finished a story! I write them, post 6 chapters, and delete them, I am turning a new leaf, and thank you all for helping.

Havah

The next few hours went by in a blur. Peter explained what was happening to Rebecca, and what they needed to do to get ready for tomorrow, and what they were actually doing tomorrow. Nerve poured right through Rebecca, she wasn't sure if she was ready to actually fight or not, she only knew a little bit about what she was doing, and maybe it wasn't enough to help Peter. As they rest of the afternoon, and then evening went by, Rebecca absorbed tactics, strategy, locations, and other facts that would be necessary. That night, no one ate, and no one slept much. Edmund and Peter sparred, Rebecca practiced her aim, but the targets were outside, and she was unable to practice any further than that. Susan tried to keep Lucy calm, and collected. Lucy was normally the one to want to help out, and participate, but she was abnormally worried.

"Rebecca, can I please talk to you for a moment?" asked Susan, catching Rebecca leaving the library later at night.

"Of course, do you need something?" asked Rebecca.

"Yes, sort of, Lucy's really worried about, she's told me that she knows that something bad is going to happen, but she doesn't know what."

"Is there anything that I can do to help?" asked Rebecca, wondering were this was going.

"Well, she wants us all to go home, and what I want you to do is to help get Peter and Edmund all the way back to the wardrobe if anything seems to be going wrong."

"I'm sorry; I don't really understand what you mean." Rebecca knew what Susan was talking about, but she wasn't really sure what she wanted her to do.

"What I'm trying to say is, tomorrow, when the fighting is happening, I want you to try and stay as close to both Peter and Edmund as you can. If anything starts to go wrong, I want the three of you to meet me and Lucy at the wardrobe, that's where we're going to wait."

"So what you mean is that if the fighting starts to look bad, I'm to bring Peter and Ed to you, and the four of you go home?" asked Rebecca, hoping for an excuse to get Peter and Edmund safe.

"Exactly, do you think you could try to do that for me?"

"Of course, I'll do my best to keep your family safe."

"Oh, and one more thing."

"Yes?"

"Please, come with us if we leave," Susan looked genuine and serious with her offer.

"I'll think about it, and I'll know when it's necessary, thank you very much for the offer."

"No problem, anyway, there's still a lot to be done, so we should probably get going, thank you very much," Susan walked away, and Rebecca headed off in another direction, thinking over Susan's offer. Susan, of all people wants me to go with them, but what I can't figure out is whether she wants me to go because she likes me as something similar to family, or if she wants me simply to keep Peter from staying behind, but if faced with the decision. Does she not realize that if faced with the decision, Peter would choose his family over me any day?

It was getting late, and everyone was tired, so everyone made the decision to try and go to sleep, though each of them thought to themselves that that was never going to happen, not that night. Susan went to her room, got ready, and went to her bed. She turned down the covers, and got in. Sleep was not something that came easily. All she wanted to do was go over plans in her head, talk everything out down to the very last teeny tiny detail, with any one that she could. It had always been her style to think over, and plan every last thing, she was not one to take this lightly and unplanned.

Edmund crawled in to bed, and fell asleep right away. However, he slept very uneasily. Like everybody else, he sensed that something didn't feel quite right about tomorrow's impending events. As a result, he woke many times, but only for brief periods of time, then went back to sleep. Lucy couldn't sleep, and she knew that she wasn't going to until much later that night. She was worried for tomorrow, and she had no idea what was going to happen, but she was hoping that it wasn't going to be bad, though she felt that it would.

Rebecca sat on the top of her bed, afraid of what would happen if she did sleep. Every night of recent, the dream had visited her, and she didn't want to see it, not now, not today. Peter was the first person that had really ever cared about her. Her parents were gone when she was too young to remember if they really cared about her. If Peter died, she would be back to no one again, no one who cared if she lived or died. She didn't want that again, she didn't want to be alone again, with no one who even knew who actually knew that she existed. Sleep did not come to her until much later.

Peter eased into his bed, thinking about all of the things that he still had to do before tomorrow, and he didn't even think about sleep right away. He ran over lists in his head. Lists of strategies, and battle plans, and names of the Narnians fighting on their side, this information was irrelevant to their cause, but it put Peter at ease. The only way he could have been more at ease would have been to know that it was all over, and that everyone else was safe. His death now seemed unavoidable, but maybe, just maybe there was a chance that they could all survive. All that Peter wanted was for this to all end. He was up longer than Susan, Lu, and Ed. Rebecca and Peter were both up most of the night, thinking about each other.