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Authoresses Note: This chapter has it all! Humor, romance(not too much), happiness, and sadness! But either way, please review! And it may or may not be the end.

The Return

Chapter 17

Edmunds POV

I sighed happily as I held Alex in my arms. Both of us had shed our clothes quite a while ago, and I only hope her mum doesn't walk in or hadn't heard us in the first place.

"Ed, how long do you think it will be before we can do this again?" Alex asked, looking up at me.

"I don't know. It probably depends on when Aslan calls us back to Narnia." I replied.

"I hope that isn't to far away. I miss being in your arms." she sighed, closing her eyes.

"I miss holding you in my arms." I sighed.

There was a knock at her door. I held back a yelp and grabbed my, acctually Erics, clothes, ducking under the bed. I heard the bed shifting as Alex quickly pulled something on.

"Alex? Sweety? Are you still awake?" I heard her mum call quietly, as the door opened.

I silently pulled my clothes on, hoping for a break to where I could sneak out of the room and back over to Erics. It wouldn't help getting caught now.

"Yeah, mum?" Alex replied sleepily. I could hear the fake tone, but that's probably just me.

"Alex, why didn't you tell me you were dating someone? That Ed boy seems quite nice." her mum said.

"Yeah, he is... I mean, yeah, well, er, I don't know." the first of Alexs reply had seemed distant, but she apparently caught herself.

"But he just doesn't seem... faithful." he mum said.

'Faithful? I'm perfectly faithful! I've never even looked at another woman!' I though. Acctually, in all technicality, I've never looked at another woman period. Alex was the first person I ever felt... inclined to.

"What?! Mum, he's perfectly faithful!" Alex exclaimed.

We must be on the same wavelength here. Maybe she can hear my thoughts. Hello? Allie? Cans't thou heareth me?

"But he's not in Erics room. I think he skipped out." I heard her mum reply.

Uh oh...

"Maybe... he went for a walk." Alex said.

"The doors are locked."

"Bathroom?"

"Doors open. No ones in there."

I heard Alex sigh. "Under my bed?"

"Well I... what?!"

Busted...

Her mum peaked under the bed and I closed my eyes tight. No reply. Instead I hear birds chirping.

"Ed! Are you alright!" I hear Lucy exclaim. My eyes shot open and I found I was outside, with Lucy hovering over me, a worried expression on her face. Peter was right beside her and mum was behind him.

"Sweet sanctuary! Thank Aslan!" I exclaimed, hugging Lucy tight.

"Oh, gosh, Ed! What happened to you?!" she exclaimed. I let her go and she backed away.

"I think he took a crack to the head." Peter stated.

"Long story. I'll explain later. When less... innocent ears are listening." I said, motioning towards Lucy.

"O...k then, if you say so." Peter said.

At bedtime when we were sure everyone was asleep, we both sat up and Peter walked over to my bed. He leaned against the foot board and I leaned against my head board and I recounted the story, with less detail about what happened when we got back to the house, and then the room fell silent.

"So... her dad died... in a war." he asked quietly. I nodded sadly. "You don't think..."

"No! Of course not, Peter! Dad's perfectly fine!" I exclaimed in a whisper.

"I'm sure that's what she and Eric thought." he said.

"Well that depends on if your hiding something from me or not." I said.

"As far as I know, he's fine." he said.

"Then he probably is. But we can't worry about it."

There was a knock at our door. Peter raced over to his bed, jumping under the sheets. I quickly pulled the sheets up, turning my back to the door so I could keep my eyes open.

"Boys? Peter? Edmund?" mum asked.

I heard Peter give a sleepy grunt. "Huh? What? Air raids? Is the dog ok?" I heard him mumble.

"It's me, no, and we don't have a dog." mum replied.

I snickered quietly.

"I was acctually talking about Edmund." He did not just say that! He's gonna get it later!

"Ed? Are you awake?" I felt her put a hand on my shoulder and I opened one eye to look at her. She smiled. "You are awake."

"And trying not to laugh at and or kill Peter." I replied with a yawn as I sat up.

"Oh shut up." Peter grunted. He looked really tired now, but he had looked tired when I was recounting the story. So therefore he would probably be even tired now.

"What's going on, mum?" Peter asked.

"Well, I was going to wait until in the morning, but I can't wait anymore... your fathers coming home! He'll be here by Friday!" she exclaimed happily. Friday's not even 2 days away! So two things good happened today! Maybe I can survive until our next trip to Narnia.

Alexs POV

"Alex, there's nothing under here." mum said.

I didn't let my shock show and smiled. "Gotcha." I said.

She smiled. "Well, get some sleep. Maybe he'll be back in the morning." she said walking from the room. I severely doubted that. I glanced under the bed, just to make sure, and found only one thing that stuck out... the clothes he had borrowed from Eric. I pulled them out and hugged them close to me. I put them under my pillow, so mum wouldn't see them, and layed back down. He's gone. Again. But maybe things won't be so bad as they seem now.