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Authoresses Note: Last chapter! And I think it turned out well. This is when they're coming back home. So no, they aren't in Narnia anymore. It's been fun writing! Please reivew! And God Bless!

Christopher The Lost

Chapter 15

"Mummy!" Lucy cried, running towards Helen.

"Oh, Lucy! Look at you!" Helen exclaimed, pulling Lucy tight into her arms.

"Hello, mum." Susan said, her voice as it always was now, gentle.

"Oh my, Susan." Helen gasped, pulling Susan into her arms along with Lucy. "Where's your brother?" she asked.

"Hi, mum." Peter smiled.

"Oh, Peter! My goodness! Your as tall as your father!" Helen exclaimed. Peter smiled and she pulled him in on the hug as well. "I say, where's Edmund?" she asked.

"That's one thing we needed to tell you about." Peter said, as they all let go.

"He's alright, isn't he?" she asked urgently.

"Oh yes, of course. Would I be this calm if he wasn't?"

"No, I suppose not."

"But there's something you need to know about him...."

"Peter. You left your suitcase on the train." Edmund said walking up.

"Oh, thanks." Peter said, taking it from him.

"Oh, Ed." Helen gasped. He raised an eyebrow at her then gave Peter a curious look.

"Go ahead." Peter smiled.

Edmund took a deep breathe and looked back at Helen, he then smiled. "Hullo... mum." he said a bit nervously.

"I'm sorry... what?" Helen asked a bit confused.

Edmund looked at Peter, a bit of worry now crossing his face. "Mum, Edmund... isn't exactly.... Edmund." Peter spoke up.

"He hasn't gone mad has he?" Helen joked.

"Well...."

"Lucy."

"Sorry." Lucy grinned.

"I'm gonna get you for that later." Edmund teased, pointing at her.

"And what are you going to do Mr. Tall, Dark, and Lanky."

"Lanky? Me? Lanky? Look who's talking! Your as lanky as it gets!" he teased, throwing her over his shoulder.

"Edmund... we're in public." Susan reprimanded lightly, but trying to hide her laughter.

"Sorry." Lucy and Edmund said in unison.

"I see you two got closer." Helen laughed. They exchanged a glance as if sharing a secret joke.

"Well, it wasn't just them. All of us grew closer." Susan said.

"Those two were already close enough." Peter joked.

"Were not. We could get alot closer if we wanted to.... no wait, acctually no." Edmund said.

Peter rolled his eyes and Susan sighed, trying to keep her scolding facade on. "Edmund, put Lucy down." she said.

"What if Lucy doesn't want to be put down?" Lucy asked.

"Oh well... and stop talking in the third person." Susan said.

"What if Edmund doesn't want to put Lucy down?" Edmund grinned.

"Would you two stop that?!" Susan exclaimed.

"Ok, you want Edmund to put Lucy down?" Peter asked. Susan nodded. "Edmund, put her down." Peter said.

And from the smirk on Peters face, Edmund did so. The second Lucys feet touched the ground, she was immediately up again, this time on Peters shoulder. Lucy laughed as Susan shook her head.

"Not like that." she said.

"Ok, Ed, you take her arms, I'll take the legs." Peter joked.

"Peter!" Susan exclaimed.

Lucy found this all quite entertaining and was cracking up. Luckily, there weren't many people at the station.

"Alright you four! What is going on! What were you going to say about Edmund?!" Helen exclaimed.

"Well-" Peter started, putting Lucy down and becoming serious "-do you want the good news, or the bad news?"

"There's a bad news?" Lucy asked Edmund in a whisper. He shrugged a bit confused himself.

"Start with the bad." Helen sighed.

"He's going to die in less than 6 months!" Peter said.

"WHAT?!" Helen exclaimed.

"Kidding, there is no bad news."

"Peter Daniel Pevensie!"

"Sorry."

"What... is... going... on?"

"Ok, the truth... Edmund... isn't Edmund... he's Chris." Peter said.

"He's... who?" Helen asked, looking quite doubtful.

"Mum, he's Chris. He is. Think about it. His mum found him on her doorstep when he was 3. He was unconcious but she nursed him back to health. Chris was 3 when he dissapeared. The night she found him her husband never came home, and dad ended up killing the man after he tried to take Susan too. He has the same color hair, and if you haven't seen his eyes take a good close look because they're the same color! He and Lucy could be pherternal twins! They've been asked that several times, you know. And he looks alot like dad too. He's Chris, mum. He is." Peter said, all in one breathe.

By now Helen had tears in her eyes. She was no longer looking at Peter, but at Edmund. Quite suddenly, he found himself in her tight embrace. "Christopher. My baby boy. Your home." she exclaimed in whisper.

"I've been home, mum. I've always been home." Christopher smiled in reply.