A/N: I am sorry for the slow update, and I am going to give you several chapters at once to make up for it, maybe even the rest of the story, I don't know. My internet situation isn't too good right now, but for the next week, I have full access, so there should be a lot tonight, and then maybe I'll post another story.

Your Author in Training,

Havah

Almost as soon as Rebecca had been able to close her eyes and sleep, the dream came again. She tossed, and turned as she watched the actions of both sides. Before the fatal blow was struck, she cried out, as all ways, only this time, she cried aloud, waking even herself. As she opened her eyes suddenly, she saw that she had twisted the blankets all around her body, and she was panting heavily. I wonder what would happen if for once, I didn't wake up at that part, would I find out more information about the outcome of this war. Rebecca wondered to herself a question that had been invading her thoughts only a little bit. There was so much going on, but maybe if she could remember to stay asleep next time, she could see the end, the outcome. Then she remembered that unless the dream came again that night, everyone would know the outcome before she even had a chance to dream it.

Peter was lost in a half thought, half dream state that kept him awake, but only sort of. He was thinking of Rebecca and the war, he saw her beside him, fighting to protect him, and he saw himself trying to protect her. She didn't need his help, she doing a spectacular job of keeping anything, or anyone away from them. His dream switched, and he was back in his room, not sure if he had ever left it at all. After lying in bed, breathing heavily, but regularly for a moment, he switched back in to a dream state. It seemed like the same dream, only later in time. They were running, Peter and Rebecca, together, and they were headed somewhere that Peter had never seen. They reached a door, which they went through without hesitation, and entered a room, where there was a single painting. Again, he awoke, and switched back into his room, feeling more worried and confused than he ever had in his life. He wanted to go and see Rebecca, but he somehow didn't think that he could.

Their thoughts were on each other, they wanted to see each other, but neither dared even get up. Instead, both lay in bed, all night, sometimes in a state of shock and fear, and sometimes in dream, or curiosity. They both wondered what would happen tomorrow, and if anything would be alright ever again. What if I don't die? Can Rebecca and I still remain close? Will she be able to come back with us if we decide to go home? Many thoughts and questions filled Peter's mind, but all of them remained unanswered that night. Life can be so confusing, what is going to happen? Why can't I just sleep like a normal person tonight? I need my rest for tomorrow! Rebecca tried to make herself sleep, but like Peter, she was unsuccessful. After the longest night of their lives, both resolved that sleep was no longer a possibility, and that they should just get up.

Peter rose from bed first, putting on the under-layer of his armor, knowing that before the sun rose it would be time to leave, and he might as well be prepared. He then headed downstairs to the kitchen, and tried to eat, but he didn't really feel like anything. As he turned to leave the room, he ran smack into Rebecca, who had been looking down, and didn't see him. "You should be asleep, it's still very early." Peter couldn't think of anything else to say, as he didn't want her to know she had kept him up all night without meaning to.

"I know, but I'm just so nervous, I've never really done anything like this before, and it's kind of a big leap for me." Rebecca was halfway honest with Peter, and for the time being, he didn't need to know what had really kept her up.

"You don't have to go, it's not too late to get out of this and stay behind with Susan and Lucy." Peter was torn between wanting her to stay, and wanting her to come. He wanted her with him, because he always wanted to be near her, but he wanted her to stay because he loved her and wanted her to be safe.

"There's nothing that can be done now, I've said I'll go, and I'll go. Nothing is going to stop me from fighting beside you. I believe in this cause, even though I know very little about it, and I don't want you alone out there."

"I won't be alone, Ed's coming. If you're not ready for this, don't risk it." Peter spoke with only half of his heart. Edmund was going to be there, but somehow, it wasn't the same.

"Ed fights with a sword, as do you, a bow and arrow is long range, and could keep people further away from you, without Susan, whether you want to think it or not, you may need me." Rebecca was now just thinking as fast as she could of reasons not to stay behind.

"You do have a point, but if what you dreamed is true, then whether or not you are there is totally irrelevant."

"Do you not want me to come?" asked Rebecca.

"With all my heart I want you to be there with me, because I want to be near you as much as possible, but some part of me wants you to stay for your safety."

"I'm coming, it's settled." Rebecca was defiant in her decision to go, and had made up her mind to protect Peter as long as possible.

"Alright, then I guess it's settled, we have to go soon, I'm going to wake Ed, let Lu and Susan sleep."

"Alright, well, what about Oreius and the rest of the army?" asked Rebecca.

"They are probably already awake; Oreius is for sure, I'm not sure if he even sleeps. Meet in the stable area in five minutes, we leave in an hour at the most." Peter headed up the stairs to go and wake Edmund. Rebecca headed towards the stables, wondering how it was that they would possibly be ready to leave within the hour. She met with Peter and many other's in the area surrounding the stables, and the rest of the army, small as it was from the loss of so many in an earlier battle. Not a hour later, they departed, and an hour and a few minutes later, they made their attack.