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Authoresses Note: Ok, first of all, I want to say now that there are NO couples in this story and there are NO slashes! KEEP THAT IN MIND! Please review!

Christopher The Lost

Chapter 3. Gastrovascular

Susan tuned off the radio as rather depressing news came. Peter turned and glared at her, but she glanced over at Lucy, who seemed to sniffle on cue.

Peter stood up from where he had been sitting on the windowsill, and walked over to the bed.

"The sheet's feel scratchy." Lucy said.

"Wars don't last forever Lucy, we'll be home soon." Susan said.

Edmund looked down. Truthfully he wasn't looking forward to going home. He didn't know what was going to happen after that. He'd have to be put up for adoption, and he figured he'd wind up in an foster home.

The room became deathly silent after the statement.

Susan cleared her throat. "I think it's time we all went to bed." she said.

Edmund nodded and stood up without a word. Susan walked over to him and hugged him tight. "Don't worry Ed, everything's going to be ok." she said rubbing his back.

"Thanks Su." he said, giving her a small, none fake for once, smile.

"Your welcome." she said, smiling back gently "Now go on to bed, both of you, go on." she said pushing him and Peter towards the door.

"I get it! We're no longer wanted!" Edmund joked, fake-dramatically.

"We're being shunned!" Peter, said, fake crying on Edmund's shoulder.

Edmund smirked and rubbed his back. "There there." he looked at Susan "Now look what you've done." he joked.

She rolled her eyes. "Oh good grief." she mumbled.

Lucy on the other hand was giggling uncontrollably.

Peter smiled, rolled his eyes, and walked out. Edmund chuckled and followed him.

As soon as they were out the door Susan shut it. "Pathetic." she joked, making Lucy laugh.

Susan climbed into bed, after turning the light out. Lucy huddled close to her, feeling nervous about sleeping in such a big house. Susan held her close, and soon both girl's were asleep.

"Do you really think everything's going to be ok?" Edmund asked Peter once they got to their room.

"Yes. I do." Peter replied giving him a reassured smile.

Edmund nodded and turned around pulling the blanket's back, but he stopped. "What do you think will happen to me when we all go back?" he asked, his back still turned.

Peter walked over to him, and turned him around, looking him in the eyes. "Don't worry about things you can't control. I've learned that the hard way." he said.

"Your little brother?" Edmund asked quietly.

"Yes." Peter replied.

Edmund smiled slightly. "Thanks Peter. your the brother I've always wanted." he said.

Peter smiled. "And your the little brother I've always wanted." he said.

Before he knew it, Edmund was hugging him tight. Peter smiled, and pulled his arms around him in a tight embrace. And Peter couldn't help but think the hug was familiar, but how...

Lucy starred glumly out the window.

"Come on Peter, gastrovascular." Susan said.

Peter didn't answer. His mind was on other things.

"Gastrovascular." Susan said again.

Peter was still paying her attention.

"Peter, gastrovascular." Susan said, yet again.

"Peter! Answer her please!" Edmund begged, getting tired of the word.

Peter looked up. "Huh?" he asked.

"Gastrovascular." Susan said again.

"UGGGH!" Edmund exclaimed, going back under the chair to carve something into the bottom of it.

"Is it Latin?" Peter asked.

"Yes." Susan replied smiling.

"I have a question." Edmund said, still under the chair.

"Yes?" Susan asked.

"Is it Latin for the most boring game ever invented?" he asked.

Susan rolled her eyes and slammed the book shut. "It's only boring because Peter wouldn't answer." she said.

"Well I was getting tired of the word 'gastrovacular'" Edmund said, sitting up, and leaning against the chair.

Lucy walked over, wanting to stop a fight before it started, knowing both Susan and Edmund could be hard-headed if they wanted to be. "We could play hide and seek." she suggested.

Peter looked up at her.

"Awe Lu, but we're already having so much fun." Edmund joked, rolling his eyes.

Susan smirked. She had been getting bored of the game too, truthfully.

Lucy looked down at him and smiled. She shook Peter out of his transe like state. "Come on Peter. Please." she begged, pulling out her pout.

"Peter's gonna crack in three, two one..."

"One.. two.. three." Peter started counting.

Susan smiled as Edmund stood up and ran from the room.

She ran in a different direction, and Lucy scooted under Peter to get out a door.

Susan found a chest that she climbed into.

Edmund found a curtain and hurried behind it.

A second later Lucy opened the same curtain and was looking at a wide-eyed Edmund. He had thought she was Peter.

"Sorry Lu, I was here first." he said.

"Fare enough." she mumbled running off to find another hiding spot. He heard her go into another room, so he leaned against the wall, knowing there was nothing else he could do but wait... and hold his breathe if Peter came by.

"It's alright! I'm back! I'm alright!" Lucy exclaimed from outside the curtain.

He stuck his head out. "Sssh! Lucy, be quiet, Peter's coming!" he said.

She looked over at him, a confused look on her face. No sooner had the word's come out of Edmund's mouth, did Peter round the corner. He walked up to them and Edmund came out of his hiding spot.

"I don't think you two have quit got the idea of this game." Peter said.

"Weren't you wondering where I was?" Lucy asked.

"Isn't that kinda the point?" Edmund asked, raising an eyebrow.

Susan came up. "Does this mean I win?" she asked.

"I don't think Lucy wants to play anymore." Peter said.

"But... I've been gone for hours." Lucy said.

Peter and Susan exchanged a glance, while Edmund just blinked at her, trying to figure out if Lucy was playing another game of some kind.

"Come on! I'll show you!" she said grabbing Edmund's hand and dragging him into the spare room.

Peter and Susan followed.

Susan opened the door and pulled the coat's back. She knocked on the back to make sure. Edmund knocked from the other side and when Susan heard it she stepped out.

"Lucy, the only wood in here is the back of the wardrobe." she said.

Edmund stepped in the wardrobe, knocking on the back, making sure they didn't miss something. He knew the idea of a magical snowy forest was a bit... far-fetched, but at this point he was willing to believe almost anything. Anything to keep him from going back to a place where he no longer seemed to belong. A place where he didn't have a home.

"One game at a time Lu, we don't all have your imagination." Peter said.

Edmund stepped out of the wardrobe and looked up as Peter and Susan started walking away.

"But I wasn't imagining!" Lucy exclaimed.

Peter and Susan whirled around. "That's enough Lucy." Susan said.

"I wouldn't lie about this!" Lucy exclaimed.

Edmund looked at them. "I believe her." he said.

They looked at him but immediately looked back at Lucy. Susan turned around and walked out.

"Susan's right Lucy, that's enough." Peter said walking away as well.

Lucy looked up at Edmund. "Do you really believe me?" she asked.

"Of course. I don't think you'd lie about something like that. Nobody has that big of an imagination." Edmund replied.

Lucy smiled and hugged him tight. "Thanks Ed." she said.

"What are best friend's for?" he smiled hugging her back. He closed the wardrobe door and led her from the room.