I'm sorry about the delay. This is going to only be a tenish chapter story. You can expect a few more chapters before next week.

Chapter 4

No, No, No, No, this cannot be happening again It just can't. Peter is going to be so mad. My thoughts are going all over the place. I'm pregnant again. I need no midwife to confirm it. I have started craving chicken. Now, you may think that chicken is a normal thing to crave. What I crave, however, is maple syrup chicken. It is really good and all I wanted to eat while I was pregnant with Capri was that. I am currently walking down the hall to Lucy's room.

"Luce?" I say breathlessly when I arrive.

"In there." She replies, clearly focused on one her paintings in her little painting room. She is concentrating on painting all of our old friends from the Golden Age so that they are never forgotten. I walk into the airy room. There are tons of high windows so that there is lots of sun. There is a large window in front so that she can paint what she sees outside.

"What's wrong?" She looks concerned at me as soon as she turns to look at me.

"I started craving maple syrup chicken." Lucy was the one who made the chicken when Peter and Ed forbid me to be in the kitchen.

"Oh Su!" She gets up and hugs me. I start sobbing. :How far along?"

"My guess is thirteen weeks." I reply, sniffling, but not sobbing, recovering my queens facade.

"How are you going to tell him?"

"I don't know." The facade slipping momentarily.

"Do you want me to make you some chicken?"

"As long as I can help." Cook wouldn't let us do it all ourselves and insisted on helping us so that he could make it more often, as he thought that it was just something that we decided that we want, no a pregnancy craving.

30 minutes later...

Lucy and I are sitting across from each other at the huge table, enjoying our chicken, when Lucy stares behind me and pales slightly.

"Why, Luce, you look like you have seen a ghost. What is wrong?"

"Peter." She whispers. I turn to see my older brother standing in the doorway, looking ready to murder someone...named King Caspian the Tenth.

"Peter, calm down." Lucy says to the pacing man by the table. He turns sharply on her.

"Calm down? Calm down? What if Aslan decides to send us back? What then? You weren't there, Lucy, when she would completely fall apart and I would have to put her back together all by myself!"

"Peace, King Peter." A soft but firm voice declares.

"Aslan!" Lucy says, running forward to embrace the Great Lion. I follow close on her heels. After a long hug, he turns to Peter.

"Son of Adam, do not concern yourself. You have, in that world, died. You shall remain here and at the end of your days, join me in my country." Lucy and I hug each other tightly.

"What is going on?" Ed says, barely awake.

"We get to stay, Ed! We get to stay!" I say like a little kid at Christmas. Ed's eyes widen. \

"Do I smell maple syrup chicken?" he is basically asking if I am pregnant.

"Yeah." He walks over and gives me a hug.

"Why all the sad faces? Oh Aslan." I look over at Caspian to see that he is holding a half-asleep Capri is his arms. I can tell that he thinks that we have to leave.

"We get to stay." I say, before I can even think.

"You do?"

"Yes."

"The why the tears?"" Peter and Aslan walked out awhile ago and Lucy takes Capri into her arms and and swings her onto her hip and walks out with Ed following.

"Su, what's wrong?"

"We died in that world, Caspian. We died there leaving nothing behind."

"But then, shouldn't you be in Aslan's country?"

"We get to stay here until we die here and then we will go there."

"That's great!" He says excitedly, picking me up and spinning me around.

"Caspian, there's more." I say in a small voice.

"What?"

"When I found out about being pregnant with Capri, I craved maple syrup chicken." I reply sofrtly, and watch he face as he slowly realizes what I am saying.

"Are you...?"

"Yes, Caspian. I am pregnant."

"I'm going to be a father again?"

"That is what being pregnant means." I say sarcastically.

"Peter?" He asks with fear in his eyes.

"Is talking with Aslan to calm him down."

"We are going to have a baby!" He says excitedly.

"Again." I say, silently reminding him of the fact that this baby has a older sister.

"On the topic of sisters, mine is coming with the royal family that took her in, the Ningardians, in three months."

"Oh good!"

"How far in are you?" He says, pulling me over to sit on his lap on a dining room chair, rubbing my arms, comfortingly.

" A little over three months or thirteen weeks." I reply, relaxing into his touch.

"That means... only 23 more weeks!: He says happily. I laugh.

"Nope. 27. You count from the last period."

"So it will come in the late summer?"

"August, I'd say."

"We're having a baby."

"Again." I remind him again.

I really hope that you liked it! The next chapter should be up soon.