A/N I am sorry it took so long to update, I have been very busy. I promise that there will be another chapter by Tuesday night, maybe sooner. I am warning that this story is a little cheesy, you probably already knew that, but I actually like the end of it, so keep reading, and flame if you feel the need, we all need to get out our anger sometimes. After this story I plan on doing a Rent fanfiction, then maybe some more Narnia, or wherever my heart takes me, plus some original stuff. If you want to read my original stuff, message me and I'll get it to you somehow.

Your Author in Training,

Havah

Peter let what Rebecca had told him sink in silently. Someone is trying to kill Rebecca, can I protect her or not? Am I even slightly capable of that level of protection? I can't protect everyone all of the time, but if I can't protect her, what would the consequences be? Thoughts filled Peter's mind, and he began to wonder if the only way to save her was to let her go-again. "Whatever I can do to help you, I will."

"Stay away from me, Peter, that's the only way to protect yourself." It brought tears to Rebecca's eyes, knowing what she had to do, and she couldn't control them. She buried her head in Peter's shoulder, and he rubbed her back, trying to comfort her.

"I can't leave you alone here, I will help you go somewhere else, but wherever you go, I'm going with you. I'm never leaving you again." As he tried to stop her tears, he felt as though he wanted to cry also, but he tried to remain strong, he had to if he was going to comfort Rebecca.

"I can't ask you to leave your family, your home, for me. Even if you did come with me, we'd be caught up to eventually. I'm not sure why, but these people's one goal in life is to destroy me. You have to stay here, and steer clear of me."

"One day, leaving my family is inevitable, I'm old enough to go, they don't need me any longer, you do, maybe I can protect you."

"One day maybe, but that one day is not now, not yet. They still need you, can't you see that? If you left them, they would be shattered. I'm going to stay here as long as I can, but when they come, which they will, I'm leaving, and you will have to stay here. Us finding each other again was maybe a mistake, we were given just a few moments together, and now we have to separate." Rebecca's tears grew stronger, and Peter tightened his embrace, not wanting to let her go.

"Let me try to protect you, don't tear me apart again by making me stay away from you, I'd rather be dead then apart from you, I love you that much, I'm willing to risk it." Peters words were strong, and Rebecca believed him. Though she was touched deeply by his words, and by his love for her, but she didn't want to risk his life.

"Death does not only affect you, but the people around you as well. You are going to stay here, and stay away from me, or your family too would suffer the repercussions of your death, and it would kill them. They love you, and you love them, you know it. I hate to be morbid and serious, but I have almost seen you die once before, and I'm not going through that again." Rebecca pulled away from Peter's embrace, and began to walk toward her house as quickly as she could. "Goodbye Peter, and no matter what, I will always love you." Rebecca called behind her the last words she could clearly speak before her crying took over.

"No, wait, please, just, don't go." Peter chased after Rebecca, and he knew where she was going, but something inside told him that if he didn't follow her as fast as he could now, she wouldn't be there later. He caught up to her finally, and stopped her by placing a firm hand on her shoulder. "Rebecca, please, just wait for a moment." Rebecca stopped, and turned towards Peter, her face red with her tears.

"I never want to be apart from you, I just have to be." Rebecca turned, and attempted to leave, but Peter's hand pulled her back, into a deep, long kiss.

"If you must leave, goodbye." As Rebecca pulled away, she noticed Peter's eyes were glistening. She couldn't resist, his eyes were deep and penetrating, she couldn't leave him, she loved him too much.

"Who am I trying to fool? I can't leave you, I wish that I could bring myself to, but I can't. I love you." She pressed herself against Peter, crying softly in his embrace.

"I'm glad, just, don't ever scare me like that again, ever."

"I'll try not to, I just wish that could actually go through with this! I love you, I want to protect you, but my own selfishness is stopping that."

"It's not only your selfishness, it's mine too. I need you too, and I can't bear to see another day without you."

"They will, in time, catch up with me, and then I will have to flee, and whether you choose to follow or not, there is no other way." From experience, and feelings, she knew that they would eventually be found, and that there was no hope of ever staying in one place longer then a year or two.

"I'm coming with you, let's just prepare for that time, I want to give my family some kind of warning that I will be leaving eventually. If you don't mind, I'd like to tell them the truth, but it is your call. Telling the truth to my family is very important to me." Peters arm slid naturally around Rebecca's waist, and her head rested on his shoulder.

"Tell them the truth, it's the only fair way to do things, just make sure they don't get too involved, I'm not sure how ruthless these people are, I haven't been close to anyone before. You can back out at any time, just go, don't tell me."

"I'm never going to back out of this, ever." Peter spoke in a manner that led any questions Rebecca had about his intensity to fade away completely. Every word that escaped his mouth was entirely true, and she knew it. Love kept pulling them closer and closer together.

Peter stayed the night at Rebecca's that night, afraid of what might happen if he didn't. He was scared for her, he felt a bit of a paranoia coming on, a need to protect her himself. Normally, Peter would have told his family that he was staying with Bryan, but he had totally forgotten to tell anyone that he wouldn't be home that night. Neither could sleep that night, so Rebecca sat next to Peter on the couch, where he would have been sleeping if they could. Most of it was silence, neither having much to say, but both were elated to simply hold each other. The entire night passed with just the two of them, lost in each other, and their fear. In Narnia, Peter's fear had been almost non-existent, he knew that whatever he needed to do for war, he would have backup. Now that they were back in their world, that situation was not so.

Rebecca awoke to sunlight in her eyes, and found that she had fallen asleep on Peter's shoulder. She lifted her head from it's resting position, and noticed that Peter was awake already. "Did I wake you?" he asked, worriedly.

"No, you didn't, the sun did. How long have you been awake?" asked Rebecca.

"I didn't sleep, I couldn't. Things kept running through my head, and I just kept going over them, trying to make some sense out of everything."

"Well, I'm sorry that you were kept awake, I wish you would have woken me sooner. It feels weird that I slept while you were kept awake all night." Rebecca placed her head back on Peter's shoulder, and he ran his hand absentmindedly through her long brown hair. They sat for a moment before a thought hit Rebecca. "Oh my goodness, does your family know where you are?" she asked.

"I didn't even think about it, no." Peter jumped up quickly, pulled his jacket from the arm of the couch, and put it on. "I should probably go and let them know everything's fine, I mean, you know, that I'm not lying somewhere bleeding. Do you want to come, or should I come back later?" asked Peter.

"You should probably go alone, I don't want your family getting the wrong idea, just tell them that you were at Bryan's or something, and it was dark, and you didn't want to walk home. I'll see you later, I have to go to the grocer anyway and get some food. Oh, and thank you for staying, I mean, it made me feel much safer." Peter smiled at Rebecca, nodded, and exited towards his house.

"Peter, where have you been?" Susan whispered rapidly when she answered the door.

"Long story, where do mother and father think I am?" asked Peter, hoping that Susan had covered for him in some way.

"What else would they think? I told them you were at Bryans, and I hoped that I wasn't lying, but I can see from your face that I was. I'm just glad you're alright. In the future, try to let me know when you're not coming home, that way when I lie to mom and dad I will at least know that you're safe."

"You mean when I stay at Rebecca's make sure you have a good cover story?" asked Peter, antagonizing his sister.

"You know that's what I mean, knock it off."

"Susan, I need to talk to you, it's kind of important, and I want to tell you before I tell any body else."

"Peter, you're not getting married are you?" asked Susan, not sure whether to be worried or elated.

"What? NO! It's not that, just come here." Peter pulled Susan outside and shut the door. The siblings walked down the block a ways before Peter spoke. "It's Rebecca, someone has been trying to kill her for some time now, and she's been safe here for now, but they're going to catch up to her, soon she thinks, and she'll have to leave soon." Peter spoke quickly so that he could finish before Susan could get a word in.

"Slow down, what do you mean?" asked Susan.

"It's a long story, but basically, she saw something that she wasn't supposed to see, and someone is trying to kill her. Currently she is hiding from them, but eventually, they will find her, and she will have to run somewhere new."

"Well, that explains it a little bit, but why are you telling me this? Isn't it dangerous for more people to know her whereabouts?" asked Susan, confused.

"You don't understand, when Rebecca has to leave, I'm going with her. If I don't she'll be all alone again. She has no family, and only a few friends, you, me, Lu, Ed, and Constance." Peter sighed after revealing his intensions to his sister.

"Oh, that's going to take a little bit of time to sink in, but I think I understand. You really love her, don't you? You must, that's quite a leap. The hardest thing about this is going to be explaining it to Lucy. She's not as young as she was, but she will have the hardest time understanding. She looks up to you, so just be sure that you are the one to break this to her, not me, not Ed, not Rebecca, but you."

"I promise, now let's go back before anyone else starts to miss you." The siblings headed back towards their house, and let themselves in before anyone knew that Susan had been gone. Susan didn't want to show it, but she didn't want Peter to leave. She needed him, he had always been there, and if he wasn't things would be different. If he were staying in the city, things would be different, she wouldn't mind, but she had a fear that she would never see her brother again if he left.