Susan Pevensie walked across the campus of the University of California, Los Angeles toward her dorm. The war was over, and Susan, now eighteen, had been accepted into the American college. Peter had been a good English boy and gone to Oxford but Susan, wanting to find out more about her husband, had applied to, and gotten accepted to, school at UCLA. To her dismay, she found that Scott's family had moved north to the San Francisco area. Deciding to make the best of her situation, Susan decided to stay at UCLA and maybe pick up stray clues about Scott. Now in her junior year, she'd made very little progress.

Susan reached her room, fumbled for her keys, and opened the door. Her roommate jumped up as she entered. "Hey! Susan! Look, there's a party tonight at eight. You game?"

"Um…I don't know, Melanie." Susan had been really reluctant to go to parties since she'd returned from Narnia. After all, she was still married, even if she had no idea where her husband was, or even what world he was on.

Clearly disappointed, Melanie began to plead with her roommate. "Oh, come on. Please? You don't have to hook up with anyone, just come and hang out with us."

Hesitantly, Susan let her defenses down. "Fine. What should I wear?" Melanie grinned broadly and began to help her friend get ready. A few hours later, Susan was in the thick of it sulking in the corner. She really didn't want to be here. After a while, Melanie rushed over to her, eyes glistening with excitement.

"Ohmygod! There's a really hot guy dancing over there. Like, exotic hot. He's got really dark skin, but he's not black. And his eyes! They're…you know…but anyway, you've got to check him out!" Lacking the energy to resist, Susan let herself be led over to the dance floor. Breakdancing there was a dark-skinned, dark-eyed man. Like Melanie had effectively communicated, his eyes were beyond words. There was something special about them, something that was cocky but could instantly change to be compassionate and loving. They were his eyes.

Just then, the song slowed. The awestruck students surrounding him paired up and began dancing together. The man began looking around for a partner, and his eyes landed on Susan. She looked nothing like she had in Narnia so he didn't recognize her. He simply saw her as a single woman. Walking over to her, he extended his hand. "Wanna dance?"

Smiling softly, Susan whispered, "My lord, you don't ask your wife to do anything. You command her."

With that, Scott's eyes widened with shock and pleasure. "Milady!" The two embraced tightly, and, fortunately, in the sea of bodies, no one noticed. "I've missed you so much. Come on, I have something to show you." Scott led Susan out of the building and across the campus to the library. Entering, the couple walked toward the huge bookshelves, settling themselves between two. Scott reached into his pocket, and withdrew something that he concealed in his fist. "I've kept this with me always just in case I found you." Opening his hand, Scott revealed Susan's wedding ring.

Astounded, Susan took it. "Scott…how?" She slowly slipped it on her finger, still shaking.

Putting a finger to her lips, Scott replied. "I found it near the horses. I buried it, along with mine, near the door from which I came to Narnia. I came to UCLA to visit the school before applying to colleges, and I discovered another way into Narnia. I found Alfrigg, remember the dwarf who served as master-of-arms. He used ancient magics to create a box that made it possible to transport Narnian objects into the real world. So, I found the rings and brought them back."

Susan was still shaking her head in disbelief. "This…this…is incredible. I don't know what to say."

Scott grinned, "I do. Say you'll marry me. I know we were married in Narnia but here, we're still kids and legally single. So, will you marry me, milady?"

Returning Scott's smile, Susan leaned forward and softly kissed Scott. "Of course, my love." Suddenly she began giggling. "It's almost funny. People are saying how I'm never going to lose my virginity until I'm married. They're actually right, even though all that happened when I was barely halfway through secondary school." After a pause, Susan asked, "If you've been to Narnia, how's our daughter?"

"Great, Nymestria is doing great. I had left her with the rangers, but they were called to put down a minor rebellion, and they sent her to live with the Beavers. I explained to her that we weren't from Narnia and we couldn't live with her permanently. She seemed to understand, and she said she wished we could all live together." Grinning mischievously, Scott whispered. "I'm sure little Nymestria wants to see her mom. And Narnia needs a queen, if even for a while."

Susan looked around, then nodded. "Let's go." The two ran back across campus, toward a grove of bushes. The two passed through the wall of green, and emerged in their kingdom. "We're home," breathed Susan.

"Yeah." Scott looked around, seeing the familiar trees of Owlwood. "Yeah, we are."

Suddenly, the sound hooves moved toward them, and a voice called, "Someone is in the lord's wood."

Another voice responded, "So? The lord hasn't been to Owlwood in years. I doubt he even returned to Narnia."

Running toward the voices with Susan, Scott burst in on some of his Owlwood guardsmen. "Gone I may have been, but I will not harbor disloyalty."

Shocked, the centaurs bowed. "My lord!"

Turning to face his men, Scott said, "Bring two fresh horses from the stables. Your lord and queen have business to attend to."

"At once, Lord Castillo!" The centaurs sped off, and within five minutes, two newly-saddled mounts were brought. "Will there be anything else my lord?"

"No, my friends. Thank you. Return to your duties. I shall reward you upon my return." Turning the horses, the noble couple rode north. They passed through the Northern Marshes, then turned west, riding past Jadis' former castle in order to avoid crossing the Great River. Cutting south, the two traveled toward the Beavers' dam. Reaching it several hours after departure, Scott and Susan dismounted, cautiously approaching the dam. Mr. Beaver chose that moment to come out to fish.

"Lord Scott, welcome back. And is that…Queen Susan? Your Grace, we thought you'd forgotten us." Hold on, I let show you the way to the ford.

After crossing the water, Scott slung his arm around his wife's waist before turning to the Beaver. "Susan would never forget Narnia or its people. Is Nymestria here?"

Mr. Beaver nodded. Turning to the house, he called, "Nymestria! Someone's here to see you!" A few moments later, a pretty six year-old girl with light skin and black hair hurried out wearing a royal blue dress with a hawk sewn on the chest.

"Who, Mr. Beaver, who?" Looking past the beaver, she saw Scott and Susan. "Daddy! You're back!" She ran and hugged her father around the waist. Turning to Susan, she asked, "Is this Mommy?"

Ruffling her hair, he said, "Yeah, this is Mommy. Say hi."

Walking over to Susan, Nymestria waved shyly at her. "Hi, mommy. I'm Nymestria."

Susan picked Nymestria up, and the girl wrapped her arms around her mother. The girl was soft and warm, like Scott was, but Nymestria had warming aura of innocence that weakened Susan. Holding her daughter close to her, tears of joy began inching down her face. "You're such a big girl, Nymestria."

Nymestria giggled at that. "I'm already six, mommy."

Laughing shakily, Susan whispered, "I promise we won't leave you for a long time. Okay, baby?"

"Uh-huh! I'm so happy we're all going to be together." Nymestria smiled brightly.

Taking Nymestria from Susan, Scott set her down and said, "We're going to go to our old house. You only lived there for a few days, but we're going to live there now. Go pack your things and get ready to go. And don't forget to say good-bye and thank you to the Beavers. You can come and visit them and even Uncle Tibarn and the rangers from time to time, okay?"

Nymestria nodded. "Okay, daddy." Turning to Susan, she said, "I'll be right back, mommy. Don't go!" With that, the girl turned and disappeared into the dam.

Wrapping Susan up in his arms from behind, Scott muttered, "You sure you want to stay?"

Turning in his arms to face him, Susan nodded. "Of course. Scott, look at her. How can we leave something as precious as her? I can't leave Nymestria. We'll live as husband and wife, mother and father."

Kissing his wife gently on the nose, Scott whispered, "I love you, Susan; so, so much."

Pulling herself close to him, Susan breathed, "I love you too, Scott; more than you know."

"And I love both of you!" Little Nymestria grinned broadly at her parents from the doorway of the dam, holding a small suitcase.

Scott flashed his carefree grin at his little family. "All right then. Ready, Nymestria?" The girl nodded. "Okay, let's go." He lashed his daughter's suitcase to Susan's saddle, then helped his wife mount, like he had so many years ago. He then lifted Nymestria up onto his own saddle, then mounted behind her. The trio rode off to the east, and Susan glanced over at her daughter who was beginning to yawn.

Scott slowed his horse to a trot, and Susan met his pace. "Scott we can't make it all the way to Castle Owlwood tonight," Susan whispered. "Why don't we stop at the Witch's old castle?"

Scott nodded. Susan carried Nymestria in while Scott stabled the horses. Knowing very well that there was only one bedchamber in the whole castle, Susan laid Nymestria in the middle of the giant bed that she and Scott had conceived her on. Scott joined the two later, and he and Susan got into bed with their daughter between them. As they looked at Nymestria sleeping peacefully one last time, Scott and Susan closed their eyes and let themselves be taken by the darkness. Before they completely succumbed to sleep, Susan murmured, "Good night, Lord Owlwood."

Scott opened one eye, and gazed at his family lying peacefully in the bed. Closing his eyes again, he muttered one last farewell.

"Good night, milady."