A one-shot that was inspired me by an edit that MagicofNarnia on Youtube did: "Peter and Edmund - Hold On"

Always Hold On

"Ed?" Peter Pevensie looked at down at his younger brother who was on the ground, gasping for air, for life.

"Yeah?" Ed choked out, breathing heavily.

"You're not gonna die."

"Well," Edmund started before he coughed a few times. "I don't think that's inevitable, Pete."

"Lucy's coming." Peter said quietly.

"Yeah, and she's in Cair. It'll take a few hours..." Edmund mumbled ready to close his eyes.

"You can't fall asleep, Ed, stay with me." Peter gently shook Edmund's arm who forced his eyes to open. "I shouldn't have teased you about being a bad swordsman." Peter had teased Ed so much until his younger brother said that he could. They had decided to go do a little duel out of Cair Paravel... and then they were attacked by the Fell. Oh, Ed, I didn't protect you.

"You didn't know that, ah, um, the Witch's followers were gonna be right there."

"But I told you to go back to Cair with Orious. You didn't do what you were told." Edmund laughed before coughing. "You're bleeding a lot, Ed."

"Don't I know it?" Peter looked at the motionless forms around him. "But you did kill the Fell all by yourself."

"There was just ten." Peter said shrugging it off, mostly concerned about his brother. Edmund raised an eyebrow.

"Ten?"

"Yeah, you killed, um, three, I think. Then a hag like... um..."

"I don't think I can hold on any longer, Pete." Edmund said clutching his brother's hand in his. The words nearly shattered Peter's heart in millions of teeny tiny pieces.

"Just wait til Lucy and Su comes. Orious is probably telling them about it. Okay? I'm not gonna lose you like I almost did at Beruna."

"I'd die for you anytime, Pete."

"Ed," Peter shook his head, as he gently touched Ed's raven hair. He didn't wanna talk about this right now.

"When I saw that hag coming for you, I panicked. I didn't want you to die."

"And I don't want you to die either, Ed!" Peter whisper shouted. "You're to weak to do anything and -"

"You're weak too. You're bleeding." Peter stopped and stared at his younger brother.

"Oh, that's just a scratch."

"More like a gash." Peter than realized that his younger brother was whispering instead of speaking out loud. Edmund smiled weakly then with his free hand, he clutched his side where he had been stabbed. He squeezed his eyes shut.

"Pete! It hurts."

"Shh, its okay, Lucy's coming. Hold on."

"I can't." His heart pounding, his heart breaking into pieces, his tears rolling down his face, Peter shook his head in disbelief.

"No, no," He demanded. "Ed! NO! Eddy!"

Edmund slumped in his arms, letting out a gasp.

"NO! You have to hold on, c'mon, Eddy!" Peter looked and sat very still. His brother was still breathing... for now. "Wake up, wake up."

"Peter!" Susan shouted. Peter turned his head to see Susan and Lucy jump off a horse with Orious beside them.

"Lucy! Ed needs the cordial now!" Lucy scrambled to his side, she took of the cap and gave one drop in Edmund's mouth. His wound healed practically instantly.

It felt like an eternity. Seconds went past but felt like hours. Finally, Edmund opened his dark colored eyes and looked around till they landed on Pete.

"I always hold on." The three Pevensie siblings smiled at him and laughed before embracing their brother.

THE END

And I was thinking of writing a prequel to this one... What do you think?