A/N Here's the 2nd to last chapter of my story! I love you all! And I hope that I get lots of reviews on my last two chapters! I am still having my hard times (seeing as posted this at the same time as the last one,) so please, not too hard, critical is fine, just not mean please! THANKS:)

Your Author in Training,

Havah

When Peter awoke, he was in the most pain he had ever been in. He was freezing, because he armor had been removed, and the top had not been replaced. His stomach was in excruciating pain, and as he looked down, he saw that there was a bloody bandage over his middle, and then he remembered what had happened. Looking around, he noticed that his wrists were chained to the wall in a stone room, with nothing in it except for some old furniture, and a few paintings. Moving did not strike Peter as a good idea, so he stayed still, lying on the hard floor. It took him a moment to recollect his thoughts, and as soon as he did, one work came into his mind, Rebecca. The last thing he remembered was her life being threatened if he didn't surrender. What he didn't know was if they had killed her anyway, let her go, or were keeping her a prisoner like himself.

Questions filled Peter's brain, but he didn't have the strength to remain awake enough to think about them fully. As a strange form of sleep consumed him, all of his thoughts left save one, as he drifted away, he thought only of Rebecca. From time to time, he awoke in a state of excruciating pain, but only for a few moments, death had not been eluded yet, he was still in danger. Was it minutes, hours, days, weeks, even months since Peter had been brought there? It had all gone by in a blur of pain, confusion, and a half full sleep. Hope was beginning to fade, he felt weaker every second, and he was unsure of whether he was even still alive. His eyes were closed when he heard the door open, and he was too weak to open them, or lift his head. "Boy, can you hear me?" asked Jadis. Peter tried to nod, but his muscles would not let him, instead, his head moved just a few centimeters, but it was enough for Jadis to realize the response was yes. "I need to talk to you, but you are too weak, I need to do something about that."

Peter felt a boiling hot liquid, just one drop, fall onto his primary wound. It stung for a second, and then all pain subsided. He felt the tension on his muscles release, and he opened his eyes. "What is going on?" asked Peter, able to speak as though nothing was wrong with him.

"I have given you some potion that keeps your pain away for just a little while. You should probably know that we are doing everything within out power to keep you alive, but in as much pain as possible."

"Why not just let me die?" asked Peter, full of malice. He was unsure about whether he even wanted to live anymore; it depended on what happened to Edmund, and Narnia, and of course, Rebecca.

"We are choosing to keep you alive because you have something I need, but you do not need to know about that yet. So, how are you feeling?"

"What did you do to Rebecca!" Anger enveloped Peter as he realized that they had the perfect opportunity to kill her.

"Oh, don't worry, she's fine, well, she's alive and in better shape than you are." Jadis laughed at Peter's condition and moved towards him. "Now, if you cooperate, maybe you can see her."

"I loathe your methods; I will cooperate, if you just give me some kind of proof that she is still alive." Peter had no intention of believing the witch right away.

"Proof, what, like something that she would have that we can show you? A phrase r answer to a question that only she would know?"

"Anything, it doesn't matter, just some sort of proof of life."

"Alright, well, I assume that you know she loves you, and you've made it rather clear that you care about her, so I will send someone to talk to her, and I'll have them ask her when you first expressed any kind of feeling other than friendship for her. This could be highly amusing, if you need proof, hold on just moment." The witch called for one of her dwarf servants to go and ask Rebecca he question.

Rebecca was lying on the ground, somewhere between tears and dry eyes, when she again heard the door open. "What do you want?" asked Rebecca, as rudely as possible.

"The White Witch needs to know when Peter first expressed his true feelings towards you."

"Why would I want to tell her that?" asked Rebecca loathingly.

"Peter doesn't believe that you're alive. The witch needs his cooperation, but he needs proof that you're alive before he'll do or say anything, so just give me your answer!"

"You mean, you mean he's still alive?" Rebecca was shocked. The witch had told her that he was dead, and she had believed her. Her heart filled with hope immediately, and she sat up.

"Yes, I mean he's alive, but neither of you will be for long unless you cooperate. Fail to give us the answer, and he gets to watch you die, and then he dies himself."

"Fine, alright, I'll tell you. Peter first expressed his love when I accidentally woke him up one night crying because I'd had a dream of him being stabbed, and I thought he was dead. I love him, and I am so glad that he's still alive." Rebecca was hoping that the dwarf would relay he entire message to Peter.

"Thank you, and if he cooperates, maybe you'll even get to see him again." The dwarf slammed and locked the door, leaving Rebecca alone again.

"Boy, your friend says that you came to when she accidentally awoke you by crying because she saw you et stabbed in a dream, and she says she loves you and she's glad that you're alive." Peter's heart skipped a beat as he heard Rebecca's words.

"You told her that he was alive?" asked Jadis angrily.

"I didn't know that I wasn't supposed to!" said the dwarf, cowering in the witch's wrathful glare.

"Well, be that as it may, you weren't, no matter its too late. Did you hear that? She's alive, and she loves you, don't let her down, if you fail to cooperate, then you will watch her die a slow and painful death."

"What do you want?" asked Peter, willing to comply for Rebecca's life.

"I want you to give me a key into the human world. Let me come with you to the human world, and her life will be spared, as well as yours and your families."

"Fine, I'll take you, just let me see Rebecca first, preferably alone." Jadis rolled her eyes, but agreed with Peter's request. As she exited to go and get Rebecca, Peter winced, his pain was coming back, and quickly he collapsed to the ground.

"Girl, come here, he's cooperated, you get to see the boy king now." Jadis had one of her servants pull Rebecca towards her. Just before exiting, one of the servants bound Rebecca's hands. "Oh I apologize for that, well actually, no I don't, but we do have to make sure that you don't escape." Rebecca was led down a hallway, and into another room, where she saw Peter chained to the floor. He looked as though he was in a great deal of pain. She was thrown on the ground, and she heard the door shut and lock. They were finally alone.