AN: Another chapter! Wow three in one day, I'm on a roll here!
It was night in Narnia. The High King was asleep in his room. Lying beside him in bed was the queen Susan. Suddenly the light of the full moon began crawling in slowly through the curtains like a silver blade. The light fell upon Susan and she awoke. She sat up slowly, her gaze reaching over the balcony and out at the moon itself. She got up and started walking for the balcony which over looked the eastern sea.
Peter awoke with a start. He wasn't in Narnia after all and it wasn't the full moon, not yet anyway. It was about three days away from the full moon. he was in the bed that Professor Kirke had put aside for him. He'd been at the professor's house for nearly a month.
It's okay, he told himself, nothing's wrong. You're just worried because this is her first full moon in America that's all. It'll be fine.
He couldn't sleep after that so he went out to the kitchen where he banged into Professor Kirke. "Sorry."
"It's alright." The Professor looked at him knowingly. "Nightmare?"
"How did you know?" Peter asked.
"It's almost the full moon isn't it?" He said. "Polly was scared of it too you know..."
"What are you talking about?" Peter asked him, feeling the blood drain from his face.
"You're sister's a mermaid isn't she?" He said point black.
Peter wrapped his knuckles on the side of the counter. It wouldn't be very kingly to faint of surprise even though he thought for a moment that he very well might. "How do you know?"
"Polly." He said simply. "Polly went to Mako with her family too."
Peter's jaw dropped. "She did?" He managed to say.
The professor lit his pipe after stuffing with way too much tobacco. Then he eased himself into a chair by the window "Yes. So which of you're sisters is it? Lucy or Susan? I couldn't guess which one, but after hearing about you're vacation...I knew something had to be up."
"Susan." Peter told him. "I can't believe you know about the mermaids."
"Ah, yes, poor Susan." Digory looked sad for a moment. "It'll be harder of her than it might have been for Lucy. These sort of things always have been. But I understand."
"Professor," Peter had the urge to tell him his own secret. "Did you know I was adopted?"
"That would explain a lot." The Professor said looking wiser than ever.
"You aren't surprised?" Peter asked.
"No." The professor said. "You don't look like the others. You look like your grandmother, Bertha Burke."
"How did you know I was from the Burke family?" Peter asked wondering if this was just another dream (Or nightmare).
"Bertha was a friend of mine years ago. A good woman." The Professor smiled at remembering her. "Her son was a holy terror. Took after that dreadful husband of Bertha's. I thought she should have married Robert but her folks wouldn't hear of it, he wasn't high-born enough to suit them. That son...such a dreadful boy..."
"Jacob?" Peter asked in disbelief. His real father's name sounded strange coming from his voice/
"That's him." Professor Kirke shook his head. "You are worthy of a better father than him. It's good that the Pevensies took you in. I didn't know for sure it was you, when we met during the raids but you looked enough like Bertha to make me wonder."
"I can't believe you already knew." Peter said.
"I wasn't something I was just going to bring up." The Professor sighed. "I knew it must have been painful for you."
"I know I'm the one that brought this up, but can we not talk about this now?" Peter didn't know how much more of it he could take.
"Sure thing." Digory gave in kindly. He understood. "but you listen to you guts about Susan now. I've learned from experience that if you think something's wrong, it's probably because there is. Or will be. Humans and Mermaids who are close have been known to communicate in strange ways. Keep that in mind."
It was night in Narnia. The High King was asleep in his room. Lying beside him in bed was the queen Susan. Suddenly the light of the full moon began crawling in slowly through the curtains like a silver blade. The light fell upon Susan and she awoke. She sat up slowly, her gaze reaching over the balcony and out at the moon itself. She got up and started walking for balcony which over looked the eastern sea. Walking slowly, she pulled apart the filmy lace curtains. Peter got up and followed her.
"Where are you going?" His voice echoed in the castle room but was slightly muffled by the open air.
"Home." Susan told him looking down at the sea.
"Don't!" Peter shouted guessing what she was about to do before she did it.
In the professor's house Peter woke up even more breathless than he had during the last night. Why had he had the dream again? Was it because of the full moon? 'Trust your guts' The professor had said. Peter tip-toed down to kitchen again.
"I trust you wanted to use this?" The Professor picked up the phone and handed it to Peter.
"How did you know?" Peter asked.
"You had another nightmare." Digory explained. "And you cry out in your sleep."
"Sorry about the long distance thing." Peter told him. "I'll pay you back, I promise."
"Don't worry about it, I'm going back to bed." the Professor turned around and yawned as he went back to his room.
Please don't let, my parents pick up, Peter prayed as the phone rang.
"Hullo?" A familiar voice said.
"Su!" Peter cried happily.
"Peter?" Susan sounded very surprised. "Why are you calling?"
"I know this sounds strange, but I had a nightmare...I wanted to see if you were alright." He explained.
"Look, it's good to hear from you, but I have to go." Susan said sounding kind of distant. "I'm sorry."
"But you're alright?" Peter asked. He had to know.
"I'm fine." Susan said. "It was just a dream. Go back to sleep."
"Okay, Love you, bye." Peter said hanging up the phone.
An hour later the phone rang again. The professor picked it up. "Hullo, Professor Krike speaking." He sighed. "I'll get him." He turned away from the mouth piece. "Peter!"
Peter got out of bed and took the phone. "Hullo?"
"Peter?" Susan's voice sounded worried.
"Yes?" Peter answered.
"Um, that nightmare you had...it didn't happen to take place in Cair Paravel did it?"
"Actually yes, it did." Peter said. "Why?"
"Were we in your room at night?"
"Yes."
"I got moonstruck?" Susan sounded even more worried now. "Walked onto the balcony?"
"How do you know that?" Peter asked.
"I had a short nap and just had the same dream." Susan told him.
"That's really weird." That was an understatement alright
"Susan?" Helen's voice called from the back ground. "Where are you?"
"I'm here Mum." Susan called back. Then to Peter, "I've got to go." She hung up the phone.
"Something's going to happen." Peter said more to himself than to the professor.
It was night in Narnia. The High King was asleep in his room. Lying beside him in bed was the queen Susan. Suddenly the light of the full moon began crawling in slowly through the curtains like a silver blade. The light fell upon Susan and she awoke. She sat up slowly, her gaze reaching over the baloney and out at the moon itself. She got up and started walking for balcony which over looked the eastern sea. Walking slowly, she pulled apart the filmy lace curtains. Peter got up and followed her.
"Where are you going?" His voice echoed in the castle room but was slightly muffled by the open air.
"Home." Susan told him looking down at the sea.
"Don't!" Peter shouted guessing what she was about to do before she did it.
"I belong in the ocean." Susan dived off the balcony, down the cliff and into the water.
"Susan!" Peter shouted looking down the cliff in dismay.
A voice soft and siren-like but still baring a strong resemblance to Susan's called back up, "Come with me."
Peter woke up in a cold sweat. Tomorrow was the full moon and that had been most intense nightmare yet. Feeling bad about the bill it was going to run up but knowing what he had to do, Peter called Susan.
"Susan, I had the nightmare again." Peter said into the phone as soon as it was picked up.
"Who is this?" his father's voice came back.
"Um..." Mr. Pevensie would be beyond upset if he knew who it was. "This is..um...Joe." Peter came up with quickly.
"Joe who?" Mr. Pevensie called back to his daughter. "Susan, who's Joe?"
"I don't know anyone named Joe." Susan said.
"Don't call here anymore." Mr. Pevensie said, hanging up the phone.
The night of the full moon, Susan planed to stay inside the inn room they'd been staying in, but her parents insisted she attend some sort of cocktail party.
"I can't." Susan tried to convince them not to make her go.
"Why not?"
"I'm not feeling well." Susan faked a cough.
"That's the fakest face laugh, I've ever heard." Mrs. Pevensie said. "You're going tonight."
The party was in a bright room and non of the curtains were drawn.
"Hi, I'm Josh." A boy said to Susan who was trying to avoid the windows so that the moonlight wouldn't hit her when the moon rose. "What's your name?"
"Huh?" She hadn't been listening.
"What's your name?" Josh said again.
The moon rose. Susan's glaze fell on the reflection of it in the mirror behind Josh. She walked out of the party, across the street to a beach and down to the water. She jumped in and her tail formed. She swam and swam further and further out.
Peter was at the beach looking up at the moon, hoping Susan was safe. Please let her be inside some place with no windows, he thought to himself.
Suddenly he noticed something long and gold sticking out from behind a rock. It was a fish tail. A mermaid's tail. Peter ran over to it. "Susan!" He couldn't believe she was really there.
"Peter." She looked up at him smiling, completely moonstruck.
"What are you doing here?" He asked not sure if he wanted to hug her or kill her for coming all this way.
"I'm on my way to Mako." She said in a dazed distant voice. "Come with me."
"You swam all the way from America?" Peter gasped.
"It didn't take long." Susan reached for his hand. "We'd be happy on Mako. Come with me."
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