AN: Okay I think this chapter's alright but I have a what I think is a really good Idea for the next one so I just wanted get this one up so I could start on it. I hope you like it.

The next morning, Peter was at the subway station. It was dark and noisy as usual but now he took no notice of that. He was too busy waiting for Susan to arrive. They'd promised to meet there after leaving the house in different directions. He wondered why he was doing this, his parents would never trust him again. Then he saw Susan walking towards him through the crowd. Ah, yes, that was why.

"You made it." Peter smiled at her.

"Where are we going?" Susan wanted to know. He hadn't told her yet.

"Couple of places." Peter said. "You'll see." They both got onto the subway, looking around to be sure no one they knew was there.

"All clear." Susan told him.

"Good." Peter breathed a sigh of relief as the subway started moving.

"Hullo there." A bald guy with a huge gut started talking to them. "Adorable couple." He beamed at them.

"Thanks?" Susan said.

"You remind me of myself and my wife when we were young." He sighed. He turned to Peter. "I looked a lot like you when I was young."

"Great." Peter muttered, reminding himself to lay off potato chips in the future.

By the time they got off the subway, they knew everything about this guy. Way more than they'd ever want to know. For Example that his face swelled up like a balloon every time he smelled cat pee.

"I find it very hard to believe that he was ever anything like you." Susan laughed as they walked out of the station and into the open air.

"But you'll still like me even if I end up fat and my hair falls out causing me to look like him right?" Peter joked.

"Sure, why not?" Susan teased. "But I fully draw the line at openly talking about cat urine. The second you start doing that, we'll be over."

"Fair enough." Peter agreed, still laughing.

They walked down the street until they reached a cafe. Then they went inside.

They sat down at a table in the corner of the room and talked for while.

"Are you going to buy anything?" A cranky bus-boy asked them after three hours had passed.

"Tea, no milk." Susan told the bus boy with out even glancing up at him.

"Make that two." Peter added.

"Fine." He wrote down their orders and walked behind the counter.

"Hey, just wondering, are we on a date?" Susan asked.

"If this is a date, it's much better than the first one I was on." Peter said.

"You've got something gross in you're hair!" Susan crossed her eyes and did her best 'Mary' impression.

Peter chuckled and joined in making his voice as high pitched as it would go. "I will now proceed to pinch the cheeks of Lucy and George because I think that'll make my date like me more."

Soon they were both doubled over laughing.

"Here's you're tea." The bus boy returned with two mugs. Then he smiled at Susan. "And if things with this guy don't work out," He pulled a piece of paper out of his back pocket and wrote some numbers on it. "Call me."

"Too bad we can't set him up with Mary." Susan said as soon as he'd walked away.

"Even he doesn't deserve that kind of torment." Peter said, talking a sip of his tea.

"Hey Ronald!" A voice called out.

"I hate my life." Susan moaned as Jake walked in the door waving at them.

"Susan!" Jake came right up to their table.

"Jake!" Susan said with beyond fake enthusiasm.

Peter moved his chair closer to Susan's and put his arm around her, glaring at Jake who looked down at Susan's hand. "Where's the ring? Did you guys break up?"

"No!" They blurted out at the same time.

"In fact, we just think it's pointless to wear a ring when were getting married so soon, don't we Ronald?" Susan said quickly.

"Yeah, we just couldn't wait five years." Peter played along. "It was too hard."

"Great so when's the wedding?" Jake asked. "Can I come? I'm in the mood to party."

"No." Susan told him firmly. Even if she was really getting married, she'd never invite him.

At that moment, unseen to them, the next door neighbor who's pool Susan had been swimming in after being hit by the full moon for the first time walked in. She noticed Peter had his arm around Susan and wondered what was going on.

"Why can't I come?" Jake sulked as though he was a close friend of theirs and had been unfairly left out.

"We're not having any guests." Peter said, hoping to get rid of Jake.

The Neighbor listened more closely now wondering what they were talking about.

"Why?" Jake crinkled his forehead.

"We've decided to elope." Susan came up with. There! that should shut him up.

"It's much more romantic." Peter agreed, forcing a smile. "Who needs guests?"

"They're just a bunch of judgmental people in one room." Susan added.

"I mean all nonsense about lists and cakes..." Peter rolled his eyes for believability.

"Awful!"

"Couldn't agree more! Where's the love in that?"

"Goodbye Jake." Susan said.

"Have fun eloping." Jake said, way too loudly as he walked away from them and over to the counter to order a drink.

"Think he brought it?" Susan whispered.

"Want to make sure he does?" Peter asked.

"How?"

"Trust me on this one." Peter told her.

As soon as Jake was facing them again, Peter kissed her on the cheek.

"Good plan." Susan told him as Jake ran out of the cafe at last.

The neighbor couldn't believe her eyes. Did Helen know about this? Was it even legal for them to marry each other? And who was that they were talking to? She watched as they walked out of the cafe hand in hand.

"So where are we going?" Susan asked as Peter led her across the street into what looked like a park of some sort.

Once they'd crossed, He put his hands over her eyes. "Keep them closed." He told her as he led her behind some bushes over to a little enclosed spot. Then he took his hands off her eyes. "Look."

They were in a beautiful green area next to a little stream and three tall and lovely trees. It was so quiet and peaceful.

"What does it make you think of?" Peter asked her.

"Narnia." Susan said without hesitation. All the green and trees and peace, all that was missing was the sound of Mr. Tumnus's flute.

"This is where I go sometimes when I need to think." Peter told her. "It's been my place for a long time...Longer than you know..." He looked very sad for a while. "I used to crawl over here out of the nursery window when I was a Burke. That's how I found it."

"Why are you showing it to me now?" Susan asked.

"I wanted it to be your place too...our place, I mean." Peter said.

"It's beautiful." Susan said softly. She bent down and dove into the stream. She swam back up as a mermaid. "It's a wonder you didn't fall in and drown when you were little, this is really deep."

He got in after her. The water was cold but he didn't mind they both swam for a while before getting up and resting under a tree.

"I've decided, that whenever I miss you at the professor's, I'm going to think about right now." Peter said, looking up at the sky.

Susan rested her head on his shoulder. "Me too."

Meanwhile, Edmund was in the back yard listening to some of the neighbors talk on the other side of the wooden fence.

"I'm telling you what I saw, Gina..." The neighbor was saying. "The two of them snuggled up at a cafe talking about running away to get married."

"There's no way." Gina didn't believe her.

"Why would I be making this up?"

Lucy came up behind Edmund and made him jump. "It's not nice to spy at people's fences."

"It's worse to spy on someone spying at someone's fence." Edmund snapped putting his ear back to the wooden post.

"No it's not." Lucy laughed, now putting her own ear to the fence. "So what are they talking about this time?"

"Someone's running away to get married." Edmund whispered. "They didn't say who yet."

"That sound's Juicy." Lucy had to admit that even if it wasn't polite to spy.

"I just don't think of all people, Susan and Peter Pevensie would do that." Gina said firmly. "They're good kids."

Edmund's jaw dropped.

Lucy looked confused. "Did she just say..."

"What did I tell you two about spying?" Mrs. Pevensie came up behind them.

The neighbor heard Helen's voice. She walked over to the fence and looked at her friend sadly. "I'm so sorry about your children."

"Me too." Helen glared at her two younger. "Don't worry, I'll make sure Edmund and Lucy don't spy on you again."

"I was talking about Susan and Peter." The neighbor said. "It's not your fault...I know you raised them right."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Pevensie asked.

"Well I saw them at a cafe today talking about eloping, because of judgmental people and something about cake..."

"That's impossible." Mrs. Pevensie said firmly. "Susan is food shopping and Peter's reading to the elderly."

The neighbor shook her head. "Last I saw them they were walking across the street to Minka's Park."

"I don't believe a word of it." Gina insisted.

"He kissed her on the cheek." The neighbor told them.

"Alert the media." Edmund commented dryly, rolling his eyes. This had to be a misunderstanding.

Lucy giggled into her palm at the silliness of it all.

"You two, back in the house now." Mrs. Pevensie told them sharply.

"Why is mum so worried?" Edmund wondered aloud as they walked back into the house. "Peter and Susan would never do a thing like that."

"Like what?" Their father asked coming in the door after work.

"There's a stupid rumor, that Susan and Peter are running away to get married." Edmund groaned, feeling bad for his older siblings having to put up with such stupidity. "I mean, who comes up with this stuff?"

"Where did you hear that?" Mr. Pevensie wanted to know.

"The neighbor." Lucy explained. "She says that Susan and Peter were taking about cake."

"But of course it's all nonsense." Edmund said getting a drink from the kitchen. "I mean, they wouldn't do that. that would be wrong on so many levels."

"I like cake." Lucy said, not noticing the angry look on her father's face.

A few moments later, the door opened again and Susan walked in. She was fairly beaming. (Of course they'd been smart enough not to enter the house at the same time).

"Where's the groceries?" Mr. Pevensie asked.

Susan gulped. How could she have forgotten? "Uh..."

Peter opened the door carrying bags of food. "Su, you know you really shouldn't leave these on the porch."

"Thanks." Susan mouthed. Thankfully one of them had kept their head today.

"Peter, I've got some bad news for you." Edmund told him. "Guess what the neighbors are saying about you?"

Since when did the neighbors talk about him? "I don't know."

"It's really gross actually." Lucy told him.

"Is this about the mud and dog poo pile I fell into last week again because.." Peter wished those old gossips would get something new to talk about.

"Worse." Edmund said looking upset. "They're saying that you and Susan are getting married.

"We only pretended to be getting married so that this guy would stop bothering Susan all the time." Peter blurted out.

"Oh thank god." Their mother said, walking in through the back door putting her hand her heart as soon as she heard that.

"I knew it wasn't true." Lucy said.

"Wait, a second..." Their father's glare hardened. "Exactly where were you today?"

"Exactly?" Peter hated lying to them, he was just hoping they wouldn't asks.

"You went somewhere together didn't you?" Mr. Pevensie stared them down. "I'm very disappointed in you both." He turned to Peter. "But you're the one I blame for this. Let's hope all this gossip calms down while we're away."

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