A/N: Sorry this took so long to get up, I had some big tests I had to study for, then I got temporarily grounded from the computer cuz of my grades…teehee! SOOO without further ado, I give you CHAPTER 6!

Disclaimer: I own nothing from The Chronicles of Narnia, but I do own Emmy.

Chapter 6 A True Narnian

Emmy lay in the snow, blood flowing around her. Peter was still screaming. At last, Aslan let him go to her.

"Why didn't you stop her? Why didn't you let me stop her?" Peter gasped. He picked up her limp body, covering himself in her blood in the process. "Maybe if we get to Lucy in time, she could use her fireflower juice!"

"She's gone, Peter."

Tears streamed down his cheeks. As he looked at her, he realized it was true. It was too late. He sobbed, yelled, screamed, did anything to let his emotions out all at one time.

"Peter, look at her."

He looked down, but he was blinded by his tears. Wiping his eyes on his sleeve, he looked again. "What am I supposed to be seeing?" he choked out.

"Just look."

At first, he saw nothing. After looking hard, though, he noticed a very faint glow coming from her wound. Before his eyes, the wound began to heal. Closing itself slowly, the gash grew brighter and brighter. Soon, her whole body was engulfed in light. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open, which both terrified and overjoyed Peter. She gasped, then took a breath.

"What…?"

"Peter…I am a true Narnian now…"

"The voice…the light…the words! Of course! This was my dream! How could I have not seen that she was the girl before?"

"Yes, Peter. This had to happen. It was her destiny to be reborn as a true Narnian."

"You told me there was a law, Aslan," she said weakly.

"Ah, yes. Well, would you have done this if I just told you it was your destiny?"

She thought for a moment. "No," she finally whispered.

"And that would change your destiny, which always has consequences, usually unpleasant ones. It was my interpretation that you and Peter would somehow be separated, had you not done this."

"We have to get her home," Peter said urgently. Emmy was drifting in and out of consciousness in his arms. She was shivering. Ignoring the icy winter wind, he took his shirt off and wrapped it around her, then scooped her small body up.

Aslan knelt down and said, "Climb on, we'll get there faster." Peter couldn't hold her while he was on Aslan's back, so he placed her in front of him, so she faced him. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck while he tightly held her waist so she would not fall. Her head drooped onto his shoulder, her eyes closed. Her body became limp once more.

Hushed voices, warm all around, and something cool and damp on her head is what Emmy woke up to. Someone was holding her hand. She opened her eyes and saw Peter sitting next to her chair, apparently sleeping. His head was resting on her bed. Both of his hands were wrapped around hers. With her free hand, she reached up and felt a damp cloth on her forehead. Susan was in the corner, her back turned to Emmy.

She looked back towards Peter. He looked worried, even in his sleep. She moved her hand to his cheek. At this, he woke up with a start. He looked around, confused, but his eyes lit up when he saw that she was awake.

"Thank heavens! Susan, she's awake!"

Susan turned around so quickly that she stumbled. "We were so worried! Aslan said you'd be all right, but still… Peter never left your side."

Emmy opened her mouth to speak, but she only managed to cough. Her throat was extremely dry. Peter poured her a glass of water from a pitcher on her nightstand. She gulped it down and said "Thanks."

"So what happened, Emmy?" Susan pulled up a chair and sat down next to Peter.

"Well, Aslan told me that I couldn't marry Peter because I wasn't a true Narnian. But…didn't he tell me that it was actually just my destiny to become a true Narnian?" Peter nodded. "Right. Well, he told me that it was a law, because otherwise, I wouldn't have don't it."

"Did what, exactly?"

"I killed myself, I suppose. And somehow I was reborn as a true Narnian.

Just then, Lucy came in. Once she saw that Emmy was awake and sitting up, she said, "Oh sure, as soon as I leave, you wake up! Hang on, I'll get Edmund."

She came back five minutes later, with Edmund in tow. Emmy retold her story for them. Edmund asked, "Do you remember anything from your life before you came to Narnia?"

Emmy was silent as she thought about his question. "No, not really…"

"Wow. That's quite strange," he said.

"All right, let's let her get some rest," Susan said, shooing them from the room.

"But she's been sleeping for two days!"

"Let's go!" Susan shut the door behind herself, leaving Peter and Emmy alone.

"You scared me so much," he said, climbing into bed with her.

"I'm sorry. But I wasn't about to give you up for some stupid rule that doesn't even exist now." She laughed.

"When I saw you reborn that night, I remembered something. Before I met you, I had a dream about you. About that night."

"You did?" Her eyes widened.

"Yes. It wasn't exactly the same, but Aslan said dreams sometimes change a bit."

"Well, that's odd." She rested her head on his chest.

"Very," he replied. "Anyway, it doesn't matter now. You're alive, and we're getting married!"

After a while, Peter began to drift to sleep. Emmy examined her ring. "Peter?"

"Hmm?" he murmured sleepily.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

A/N: Tada! It's a bit short, sorry. Tell me what you think! Please?