It was twelve days exactly before Torchwood come calling.
Nancy had warned them. After her adventure with the Doctor, they had descended on Dr. Constantine's hospital en mass, interrogating everyone who'd been involved.
They had been most interested in the Doctor. Nancy was not cooperative. He'd saved Jamie and that was enough for her.
A Dr. Gregory Harper (the grandfather of one Owen Harper) had been most intrusive when it came to examining all the people the nano-genes had healed.
The old lady whose leg grew back had slapped him for getting fresh.
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Edmund and Susan had a lot of fun talking the Torchwood interrogators into verbal knots.
Peter and Lucy were a great deal less patient.
As for the Torchwood agents they were befuddled and more than a little intimidated. The Pevensie children were unsettling; they worked together like a synchronized unit. Also, they couldn't possibly have the level of education they seemed to have.
Frank and Helen Pevensie were cornered but all they could say was that they too were puzzled. The children had come back different. But, then the war had changed most people.
In order to make Torchwood go away already they gave up the objects that had come out of Jack's impressive pockets. Susan gave up the broken silver device with an ungracious sniff, she had been sure that she was on to a way to make the thing work…whatever it actually did. Peter forked over a pile of translucent blue coins (although he did keep four). Lucy gave up the wooden horse that could come to life with a pout. And at last Edmund gave over the wind up sailing ship that could sail on the air.
The Pevensie children didn't mention the softer than silk sunshine yellow towel that they planned to give to their mother as a birthday gift.
Nor did they mention the other two items: Jamie had claimed the plush pink rodent doll and Nancy…well the comic book was about the Doctor. She read it aloud on their way back to London. It had talked about TARDIS's, the Eye of Harmony, homicidal pepper pots and regeneration. The story itself was about the Seventh Doctor and a girl named Ace who liked to blow things up. It was quite brilliant!
When they left the entire Pevensie clan was vastly relieved. Until the children were called up to give some kind of explanation; Peter could only conclude that Edmund was right. Mothers really do out rank kings.