Ok this is the best chapter yet. Review please!
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A/N: I couldn't remember where the Pevensies lived, so I moved them out into the country for safteys sake
A/N: I'm giving you part of the answer to my Why Is Rachel's name Rachel Lewin? Riddle. Her last name is Lewin because it means good friend. I chose Rachel as her first name for a completely different reason though. Think movies! Ok now go read and think it over
Letter
Peter hadn't seen Rachel for a few weeks now. He had seen her at the last few book/story club meetings, but the meetings were not held during breaks. Peter had thought about her every day but today his thoughts were else where. So it came to be that Peter and Emmet were shut up inside their dorm on the weekend before winter vacation because of the crummy conditions outside.
"Great, just great. Its Saturday, two days before winter vacation officially starts, and yet there is a bloody blizzard out there!" Emmet grumbled from his armchair by the small bookshelf
"Oh come off it Em," said Peter, who found himself in strangely jovial spirits, "You can do other things when it snows"
"Yeah, you can play your wonderful dictionary game" Emmet said sarcastically, reminding Peter of the game they played the last time it snowed
"Well there are plenty of other things. There are snowball fights, snow men, snow angels, snow forts..."
"All of which involve snow. May I remind you that snow is cold!"
"Fine be a grouch. Oh heres a letter for you" Peter was going through the mail, "And heres another one, and another one, and another one... Gee Emmet, how many girlfriends do you have?" Peter joked, throwing the entire stack of envelopes at Emmet
"Hullo, whats this? This one is yours Peter" Emmet said, looking at the numerous envelopes again
"What? Oh I must have skipped that one. Its from my family" Peter went and sat on the edge of his bed and proceeded to tear the envelope open. Emmet eyed his friends face. He saw Peters expression fall, his brow furrow, and his smile vanish
"Oy, Peter," Emmet said, "It can't be that bad"
"What? Oh I'm not really sure if its bad or not. It doesn't say much..." Peter was cut off by a clear sound. Ba-rum Ba-rum!
"Did you hear that?" Peter asked, knowing that only those who could enter Narnia could hear the horn
"Well I thought I was crazy, but I thought I heard a horn"
Peter was slightly shocked that Emmet had been able to hear the horn as well, but that would be something to investigate at a different time. "I have to go. Goodbye Emmet. I'll be back, but I have things to attend to" Peter went over to his trunk in which his things from Narnia lay undisturbed. He grab this trunk, but not his empty one
"Eh, um, Peter, why are you brining that? I saw your trunks when I first arrived in this dorm, and I distinctly remember that your clothes were in that smaller leather trunk, not that large brass bound one. Hey Peter, what is in that trunk?" Emmet got out of his chair and started to walk towards Peter curiously
"Bye" Peter dashed out the door with his trunk and headed for the train station. It took a couple of hours to reach the little town where his family now dwelt, considering that in his haste Peter had gotten on the train that stopped at every stop instead of the express. Finally he heard the station master shout "Greensbury!" Peter grabbed his trunk and lunged out the train door. He rushed headlong into a thick mob of people. He had chosen the wrong car to get out of. There was probably some young man going off to war and his whole family had come to see him go. Peter was touched at such love, but he was needed now and could not wait for the people to clear. He weaved his way in and out of the people until he finally saw the platform. It was the usual thing, the clear walk way between two tracks, the covered roof, the brick pillars placed at intervals down the platform to hold the roof up, but to Peter, it ment escape. He ran. It was a extraordinary that he could run so quickly with such a heavy trunk. He bound up and over the walkway that lead to the main road, nabbed a taxi, and took off.
He arrived at his house twenty minuets later. He got out of the cab, swung open the little white picket fence gate, and walked down the path towards the little white house with green shutters and gables, nearly trampling the pansies and posies that lined the path. He didn't bother knocking, but instead wrenched the door open, and found, well, no one.
"Hello? Anybody home?" He called
"Coming!" He heard a voice cry, "Oh Peter your home!" Lucy said, appearing at the parlor doorway down the hall. She ran towards him
"Hey Lu!" He swamped the girl with a brotherly hug, "I've missed you"
"We all have missed you too. Hurry and come, before its to late, your friend just met Susan" Lucy laughed
"What? I don't have any friends" Peter said, meaning that he hadn't brought his friends with him
"Oh well thats not very nice" Emmet appeared at the parlor door
"Emmet, what are you doing here?" Peter exclaimed, walking over to the parlor
"He came with me" Peter saw that Rachel was sitting on the green and white couch next to Susan. Edmund was in the large reading chair by the fireplace, looking thoughtful.
"Its quite interesting actually. Rachel's strategy was very logical" Susan said, sipping her tea
"I went to visit you, but when I got there, Emmet said that you had run out a few moments before after hearing that curious horn sounded," all of the Pevensie children looked at her when she said this, but she continued, "I didn't have anything better to do, so Emmet and I tracked you down" Rachel was smiling
"How in Aslan's name did you do that?" Peter asked
"How in who's name? Never mind. Emmet showed me that letter you got from your family before you left. I looked at the return address on it, we hopped on the express train, got a cab, and came here" Rachel said matter of factly
"Well thats all very nice, but there are bigger things at stake here than you know. You two shouldn't have come" Edmund said suddenly
"Ed" Peter said warningly
"Oh by the way, Susan, " Rachel said, ignoring Edmund, "What was that letter all about? It just said, Hurry, in Aslan's name. Do you mean the Aslan from Peters stories?"
Susan glanced sharply at Peter, "What stories Peter" she said coldly
"Everything" Peter mumbled, uneasy under Susan's glare
"Everything!" Susan exploded
"No not everything! Just the place of in between worlds,he finding of Jadis, the beginning of Narnia, everything up to where we came in!" Peter yelled back
"Where what?" Rachel looked very confused, and Emmet was just staring at Susan
"Oh this is perfect Peter, just perfect" Susan threw her had in the air
"Um, I'm kind of lost here. Could you tell me what is going on?" Rachel said timidly
Peter looked at Susan, who in turn gave him an Go ahead, tell her. It can't hurt now that she already knows kind of look. Peter opened his mouth to speak, but was cut short by Edmund
"Tell her, and him to, on the way to the professors. We have wasted enough time as it is. Everybody in the car, we have to get moving" Edmund jumped to his feet and walked out the door. Everyone followed him.
By the time they had reached the professors house, Peter had explained everything to the wondering Rachel and the sceptical Emmet. They six children stood on the front stoop in silence.
"Yes? Oh its you. Come in, the professor has been expecting you for far to long" the lady who answered the large red oak door said
"Thank you Mrs. McGreedy" the Pevensies said politely. The gaunt faced woman led them through the entrance hall and up the familiar flight of stairs to the large doorway that led to the Professors study
"In you go, don't keep him waiting" Mrs. Mc Greedy showed them in and closed the door behind them. The professor's study was just as it had been before. The same bookshelves lining the walls, the same artifacts scattered throughout, the same armchairs circling the fire place, the same couches by the on either side of the door, the same large official looking desk with the same leather chair. In this leather chair sat the professor himself.
"Good to see you again children" The professor said
"Professor this is Rache..." Peter began
"Rachel Heather Lewin and Emmet Jesse Digory, I know who they are. Aslan sent me a messenger and told me everything. That was a few hours before the horn sounded, so when he heard it, he decided to stay until you came. I believe you know him" the professor gestured to one of the chairs by the fireplace. On one of these chairs sat a man, or what appeared to be one, who was completely engrossed in a book entitled The Planet Earth and it's Inhabitance. Lucy recognized him imediantly
"Mister Tumnus!" she ran over to hug her old friend, who suddenly became aware of the children's presence
"Oh Lucy Pevensie! How I've missed you! Oh and the other daughter of Eve and son of Adam. Ah your highnesses Queen Susan and King Edmund, its been a long time. Oh High King Peter, I didn't see you, excuse my disrespect. Narnia has missed you, your Grace" The fawn got to his feet and bowed deeply to Peter. Emmet's mouth dropped open and Rachel gasped. They had believed the Pevensie's tales, but now their trust was without a doubt. They were staring at a real life fawn
"Rise Tumnus. Do not use those formalities with us. We knew you far before we were royalty"
"Peter is this the actual Tumnus?" Emmet asked
"Son of Adam, do not speak to the High King that way. You can't possibly be worthy enough" Tumnus sniffed at Emmet
"Tumnus, that is Peter friend" Lucy said
"Well in that case, any friend of the Pevensies is a friend of mine" Tumnus made another, shorter, more curt bow, with less respect as the first
"Peter," Rachel said, "If Narnia is how you described it, then why is Tumnus still alive?"
The abrupt question caught Peter off guard, but he realized that it was impossible, "Tumnus, you don't look any different from when we last saw you"
Tumnus spoke carefully, "Thats partly why Aslan sent me. I don't know the details exactly, but he told me to tell you to meet him in Narnia. Something is different, my liege. Something is wrong in Narnia"
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