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Christopher The Lost

Chapter 4. Edmund See's

Lucy sighed as she found she couldn't sleep. After the realization his her, she sat up and pulled her galoshes on. She took the candle and walked from the room.

As she did, Edmund was coming out of the bathroom. He looked up and saw her, and when he did a wave of concern swept over him. He finished tying his robe back on and followed her. When she disappeared into the spare room he continued following her. But by the time he got to the room, the wardrobe door was already open a bit.

"Lucy?" he called walking closer to the wardrobe. When he got to it, he slowly opened the door. "Lucy?" he called. He walked in and left the door open a bit, before starting towards the back.

When he got to the back, he bumped into someone. He screamed just as the other person did, and both went tumbling into the snow. He looked at the person and found it was Lucy.

"Oh Ed! You got in!" she exclaimed happily. He smiled at her enthusiasm. "Come on!" she said pulling him to his feet.

"Where are we going?" he asked, allowing her to drag him.

"Mr. Tumnus's! He's the friendliest faun..."

"I'm sorry, did you just say faun?" Edmund interrupted.

"Yes! This world's full of them! Though not all of them are nice like him." she replied.

"Umm..."

"I mean even though he kidnapped me at first, but..."

"Wait... kidnapped?!" Edmund exclaimed.

"Yes, but he saved me afterwards." she replied.

"So he kidnapped you... and then saved you?" he asked, really confused.

"Yes, he was going to turn me into the witch, but he helped me home." she replied.

"So he saved you... from himself?" he asked.

"No... yes... no... I don't know!" Lucy replied. Edmund blinked a few times. "Just come on." Lucy said dragging him again.

He sighed. "This should be good..."

They came tumbling out of the wardrobe but Lucy scrambled to her feet, a wide grin on her face. Edmund stood up and ran after her, trying to keep as quiet as possible.

Lucy jumped on Peter's bed once in the boy's room. "Peter! Peter! Wake up! It's there it's really there!" she exclaimed.

"Lucy, what are you talking about?" Peter asked hoarsely, eyes still closed, as he sat up.

Susan walked in the room.

"Narnia! It's all in the wardrobe like I told you!" Lucy exclaimed.

"You've just been dreaming Lucy." Susan said.

"But I haven't! I saw Mr. Tumnus again! And this time, Edmund went too!" Lucy exclaimed.

Peter and Susan looked over at Edmund who was leaning against the bedpost a smirk on his face. "You should have believed her like I did." he shrugged.

Lucy smiled even wider.

"Lucy, this is just to unbelievable, not to mention impossible." Susan said.

A frown came to Lucy's face. "You still don't believe me?" she asked.

Edmund stood straighter. He knew her older siblings were about to reject the story completely. "I'm sorry Lucy, just drop it." Peter said.

Lucy started shaking, trying not to cry. "But it was there." she said in a whisper.

Peter shook his head. "No, it was just a dream." he said.

She let out a sob and ran from the room. Having prepared for it, Edmund was right behind her. Susan and Peter weren't too far behind him. And before Edmund could stop her, Lucy had run straight into the Professor. Lucy let out another sob and threw her arms around the man's waist. The Professor looked down at Edmund, who was wide-eyed, unsure of what to do now. Peter and Susan came up behind him, nearly running over him.

"You children are one shenanigan shy of sleeping in the sta...bles." Mrs. Macready said walking up, but she stopped when she saw the Professor. He raised an eyebrow at her. "I'm sorry sir. I told them you were not to be disturbed." she said glancing at Lucy who was still clinging to the Professor.

"It's alright, Mrs. Macready, I'm sure there's a perfectly acceptable explanation." he said "But first, I think this one is in need of some hot chocolate." he said gently pushing her towards Mrs. Macready.

Lucy glanced over at Edmund, and he knew by the glance she wanted him to come too. "Come along dears." Mrs. MacReady said leading them to the kitchen.

Peter and Susan started turning around, but the Proffessor cleared his throat, making them turn back around. "We need to talk." he said. He led them towards his office. "You seemed to have upset the delicate internal balance of my house keeper." he said.

"What delicate internal balance? There's not a delicate part in that woman's body!" Susan thought.

"We're sorry sir, it won't happen again." Peter said, trying to pull Susan from the room.

"It's our sister, sir." she said, pulling away from him.

"The weeping girl?" the Professor asked.

"Yes sir, she's upset." she replied.

"Hence the weeping." he said.

"It's nothing, we can handle it." Peter said, shooting Susan a glare.

But becoming desperate by the whole situation Susan turned back around. "She thinks she's found a magical land..." she started, making the Professor give a small smile "... in the upstairs wardrobe." she finished.

The Proffessor immediately stood up. "What did you say?" he asked.

"The upstairs wardrobe. Lucy thinks she's found a forest inside it." Peter said.

"What was it like?" the Professor asked.

"Like talking to a lunatic." Susan replied.

"No, not her, the forest." he said.

"Your not saying you believe her?" Peter asked.

"And you don't?" the Professor said.

"No." Peter replied.

"Logically it's impossible." Susan said.

"What do they teach in school's these days..." the Professor mumbled "What about the other boy?" he asked.

"From what their saying, he's been there too." Peter replied.

"Are either of them liars?" the Professor asked.

"They've never lied before now." Peter replied.

"And you still don't believe them?" the Professor asked.

"No sir." Peter replied.

"What can we do?" Susan asked.

"Well, you have three options." the Professor said "You can assume their both lying, you can assume their both mad, or you can assume their both telling the truth." Peter and Susan exchanged a glance "They've never lied, so I highly doubt they'd start now, and over something such as a forest. Any other child would have given up by now. You can tell by just glancing at them their not mad. So logically you must assume they are telling the truth." the Professor said.

"So your saying we should just believe them?" Peter asked.

"They are your sister and friend. Therefore they are family. Maybe you should start acting like it towards them." the Professor replied.