Christmas time after LWW. England.

Peter: 17
Susan: 16
Edmund: 14
Lucy: 12

"SNOW!" Lucy grinned, grabbing her coat and socks.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Helen Pevensie asked smiling as she put the Christmas cookies on the cooling rack. Lucy turned, her face falling.

"Oh, I was going to go play in the snow, Mum."

"Didn't you want to help me with the cookies, Lucy?" Helen pretended to be disappointed.

"But Susan can help you!" Lucy said sighing just when Susan walked inside the kitchen with coats in her arms. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going outside, Lu, do you wanna come?"

"But... What about Mum? She can't do this all by herself. I'll stay." Lucy said looking down at the floor sitting on a chair. Susan shook her head.

"Ed isn't going out so maybe -"

"Why isn't he going?" Lucy interrupted abruptly then realizing why. "Oh, okay." Helen watched the exchange between her two girls.

"Why isn't Ed going out?" Mrs. Pevensie asked. They all turned to see Ed.

"Its too chilly for me, Mum." Edmund said walking into the kitchen with Peter behind him.

"Well, are you ready, Lu?" Peter said smiling at his little sister.

"Well, almost! Just wait for me!"

"Okay, but not too long!" Peter teasingly said. Lucy giggled as she grabbed her winter boots. Helen smiled at her three children who began to play in the snow.

"What are you going to do, Ed?" She turned to her younger son.

"Read a book."

"Why don't you read in here while its warm?"

"All right."

"And maybe you could eat some of the batch for me?" Helen said trying to cheer him up.

"Guess so." Ed mumbled walking to his bedroom.

"Odd, he used to love winter snows."

Minutes later, Edmund walked in with a Sherlock Holmes book in his hand.

"Isn't that the copy that your father gave you, Edmund?" Helen asked noticing how much Edmund had grown up since she sent the children to the Professor's.

"Yeah," Ed breathed looking sad.

"I miss him." Helen said washing her hands off and then wiping them with her apron before sitting down beside the dark haired boy.

"Me too."

"Its been so hard, Edmund. Without you and your cheeky scarcastic wits, I wouldn't know what to do." Edmund looked at her surprised.

"Oh,"

"I love you, son."

"Mum, I love you too." Helen's eyes watered as she leaned over and hugged her son.

"Now why don't you go play out in the snow?" Ed looked out the window biting his lip. "Oh, okay, fine, I'll give you a cookie, how about that? Will that make you go outside and play?"

Edmund Pevensie smiled - grabbing four cookies.

"Wait - what?"

"For my siblings, Mum." Helen laughed watching Edmund pull on his coat.

THE END