A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long! The third chapter is already started, but I have 5 shows this week so I can't promise it that soon, but hopefully it won't be 5 months… anyways, enjoy!

Thank you to: Pookie Loser, blondishbrownish, Hadrianna, Opera Dove, Narnian magic

Disclaimer: My intials are C.S., but unfortunately, there is no Lewis after them :( I don't own Narnia.

Up in Narnia, Peter felt a sharp stab through his heart. Susan needed him; he needed to be a big brother to her again. He could feel Susan's pain. He needed to go to her.

He stood up and walked over to Edmund and Lucy.

"Do you feel anything wrong?"

"No!" Edmund laughed. "This is eternal Narnia. How can anything be wrong?"

"I don't feel anything wrong," said Lucy. "But I do feel like I have more love, love that was missing for a long, long time. Like someone is thinking of me."

"I think it's Su," Peter stated.

"Su?" Edmund asked. "You still have a connection with her?"

"I haven't felt it in years," Peter admitted, "but I think she needs us."

"She hasn't needed us for years," said Edmund.

"I think that she forgot about us." Lucy said sadly.

"I think Su can't deal with the knowledge that we died. She never could deal with death. Maybe she didn't mourn us."

"She didn't," Lucy said. "I always could tell when she was thinking about me, loving me and once I died, I never felt it."

"Let Peter finish, Lucy."

"Thanks." Peter shot a small smile at his little brother. "Maybe she didn't mourn us, but that's Susan's way. To keep going, to not stop. I think that's what she did with Narnia."

"What do you mean?" Lucy asked.

"Susan was devastated about leaving Narnia."

"She was?" Edmund asked.

"She didn't seem like it," Lucy pointed out. "She just abandoned us for make-up, nylons and boys."

Peter shook his head. "I'm not sure about this since Su never confided in me after Narnia was over, but I think she couldn't deal with never going back so she pretended it never happened."

"Wait," said Lucy, comprehension drawing on her face, "That love I told you I felt, that was Susan. She's thinking of me again!"

Lucy smiled brightly. If Peter thought she had been happy in eternal Narnia before, it was nothing compared to how she looked now. Lucy had missed Susan immensely, more than she knew.

"I think she's finally starting to deal with our deaths." Edmund frowned.

"She can't do that alone." Lucy sighed slumping to the ground. "I don't think Su has many very loyal friends. She always relied on us and when we left her…" Lucy's voice trailed off.

"We didn't leave her, she left us." Edmund pointed out.

"But we didn't try to stop her either." Lucy bit her lip. "Except for Peter, maybe."

"I didn't try hard enough."

"We could try to be there for her now," suggested Lucy.

"How?" Edmund inquired.

"Love her," said Lucy. "We have all forgotten her, not thought of her. We were happy here and she left our minds."

"She needs more than that," said Peter. "But how we can give it to her, I'm not yet sure. I guess loving will have to do for now."

Susan had spent the night on the couch where she had fallen asleep after the long bout of crying and her plea to Peter. At six o' clock, her alarm clock went off. She sat up.

Another day of hell.

Susan couldn't take it. She just couldn't. She couldn't spend another day with Mr. Montague. She couldn't.

But she had to. Susan knew if she stayed home all she could think about would be Peter and Edmund and Lucy. No, she had to keep her mind away from that. She went into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face trying to erase the tears from her eyes.

Why? That's what she kept asking herself. Why had she been so keen to forget, to break away from the people who loved her most?

And then, the train wreck. All of them torn away from her forever.

The tears came again, hot and fast. Susan blinked against them, struggling for the control she had fought so hard for. It was useless. She could pretend indifference no longer. The façade that she had shown everyone, even herself fell away. She leaned against the wall.

Memories of her siblings flooded back. All the ones she had tried so hard to forget.

A five-year-old Lucy sat on Susan's lap, bouncing up and down. Susan reached down and hugged her.

"Susan?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"Will you love me always and forever?"

"Always and forever. Will you love me always and forever?"

"Of course!" Lucy cried. "You're my favorite sister.

And she reached up and hugged Susan, burying her head in Susan's shoulder. "Always and forever."

Susan was allowing herself some childish moments to play with her eight-year-old brother, Edmund. She was chasing him around the house, screaming, "I'm gonna get you and wiggling her fingers, threatening to tickle him.

Edmund tripped, hit his head and started screaming. Susan swooped down beside him and saw a gash on the side of his head. She started screaming for her mother, anyone. Peter came, saw what had happened and went to get their mother, who was outside.

Susan knelt down to try to comfort him.

"Everything will be okay," she whispered.

"I know," he said. "You're here."

The four rulers of Narnia were outside of Cair Paravel, enjoying a break form ruling and the last few hours of July sunlight. Edmund and Lucy were skipping stones and Susan and Peter were sitting on a rock, dangling their toes in the water.

"You know," Peter said. "I was really worried about ruling Narnia."

"Really?" Susan was surprised. Peter had always seemed very confident.

"Yes," he said. "I don't think I could have been High King if it wasn't for your confidence in me. Thank you."

Peter leaned over and wrapped his arms around Susan and she hugged him back. They sat together, brother and sister, and watched the sun set over Cair Paravel.

As all the memories that has been hidden for years came flooding back into Susan, something else came too. Love. The love her brothers and sister had for her came flooding back and enveloped her in a way she hadn't felt for years.