AN: I wanted to get this chapter written/posted sooner but I didn't have a chance to. Anway, hope you like it.

"What?" Edmund asked feeling as though he was in one of those strangely real dreams in which the weirdest things happen and then you wake up and realized that none of it happened. This was to strange to be real. This all had to be a dream. The letter, the secrets, how could any of it be real? But the look of pain on his brother's face was real. That much was certain.

"I was adopted, Ed." Peter said.

"Why didn't you ever tell me?" Edmund asked almost in a whispered.

"I thought you wouldn't think of me the same. I didn't want that." Peter explained. "More than anything, I just wanted to be a Pevensie like you, Lucy, and Susan."

Now they walked in the Professor's small yard out back as they talked it over.

"You are one of us." Edmund insisted. "You've always have been."

"Then why do I feel like I'm not?" Peter wondered aloud.

"I don't know." Edmund said. "but hey, If you're not related to us, why do you look like us?"

Peter laughed a little. "If I look anything like the rest of you, it's pure coincidence."

"Oh." Edmund didn't know what else to say. "So, if you're not related to us, then I guess it's okay for you to um..." He handed the letter back to his brother. "...give this to her."

"Thanks, Ed." Peter said, he started back for the inside of the house.

"Pete?"

"Yeah?"

"That letter was most snappy piece of nonsense I've ever read." Edmund told him. "I'm sure Susan will think it's great."

Peter nodded and started walking again.

"Oh and Pete?"

"Yes?"

"You'll always be my brother, no matter where you came from." Edmund told him. And it was true. Why should it matter who his birth parents were? Or that he'd fallen for Susan of all people? He was still Peter. The last name didn't matter as much as he seemed to think.

Peter gave Edmund a hug.

"Ow, you're worse than Lucy!" Edmund protested only half-joking.

"You're the best, Ed."

"I am aren't I?" Edmund laughed.

Susan looked nervous when she saw them. "Have a nice talk?" She asked as Peter causally slipped the letter into her hand for her to read later.

"Yes." Edmund said in a surprisingly stern voice. "And I have one thing to say."

"And what might that be?" Susan asked.

"Yes, Ed, do tell." Peter added

"If you two act lovey-dovey all the time at home now. I'm moving out." Edmund said. He was okay with the relationship but he wasn't sure he'd be able to handle two teenage love-birds every day from morning till night. 24/7.

"Edmund!" A voice called. Lucy stormed into the house. (The Professor had let her in)

"Hide me." Edmund hid behind Susan.

"Susan?" Lucy stopped in her tracks when she saw her sister there. "What are you doing here?"

"Moonstruck swimming." Susan admitted.

Lucy hugged Susan then Peter before turning back to glare at Edmund. "Ed! Why did you lie to me?"

"I'm sorry." Edmund said. "It's that-"

"Come on, Lu." Peter knew the time had come to tell her the truth. Telling Susan and Edmund had been hard but it was going to be the most difficult with Lucy. He only hoped she could understand. "Let's go outside and talk, there's something I have to tell you." He took his little sister's hand and walked back out to the garden.

"Poor Lucy." Susan said as she watched them from the window.

Edmund nodded. "I can't believe I told her that Eustace and Peter were in a fight."

"I can't believe she believed Peter and Eustace were in a fight." Susan said with a slight laugh.

"Edmund, Mum and Dad, they don't think it's right that Peter and I feel the way we do." Susan said. "Because of how we were raised. What do you think?"

"I don't know." Edmund admitted. "On the one hand I see why they would feel that way but on the other hand, he really loves you Susan, I don't think he's going to be able to just stop because Mum and Dad want him to. I mean, wait until you see that letter..it's...really something."

"I just don't know what to do." She sighed. "I mean what will the neighbors say? And the relatives? Remember what happened last time the neighbors thought there were something between us?"

Edmund laughed. "Yeah, you and Ronald make a lovely couple."

Susan gave her brother a light shove. "Shut up."

They looked back out the window. Peter had told her. Tears slid down Lucy's face. But then she said something, threw her arms around his waist and hugged him.

Susan and Edmund shared relieved glances. It had gone well.

Then next day, Edmund and Lucy were back at Aunt Alberta's house and Peter and Susan sat and stared at the phone. The time had come to call their parents and both were nervous (To put it mildly) about it.

"Want me to do it?" Peter offered. "Then you wouldn't..."

"No." She forced a smile to mask how horrible she feeling. It was sweet of him to offer but she knew it had to be her. "I have to do this." She took a deep breath, squeezed Peter's hand and picked up the phone.

"Hullo?" Mr. Pevensie's voice sounded weak like he hadn't slept for days.

"Dad?" Susan managed to say.

"Susan!" Mr. Pevensie gasped. "Where are you? Are you alright?"

He sounded so scared. Susan wanted to cry. She'd never wanted to hurt him or her mother. "I'm fine, Dad." Susan told him. "I'm in England."

"What?" his screamed to loudly that Susan had to hold the phone away from her ear for a moment. "How in god's name did you get there?"

"I took a boat back here the night of the party." Susan lied. She wasn't going to tell them about her tail. She just couldn't.

"You what?" Her father's voice got even angrier. "Susan Pevensie! Do you have any idea how scared we were? We called the police. Why do you do this to us? What did we ever do to deserve this?"

"Nothing." Susan said softly.

"Then why do you treat us this way?" Her father asked his voice breaking a bit now. He was trying not to cry, she could tell. "We thought something had happened to you. We thought you might be..."

"I'm sorry." Susan whispered, starting to cry a bit herself.

"So you're at Harold and Alberta's?" Mr. Pevensie asked as soon as he started to calm down a bit.

Susan was tempted to say that was exactly where she was. And that she wasn't sitting right next to Peter at that very moment. But she'd told enough lies. It time to tell at least one bit of truth. "No, I'm at Professor Kirke's."

"He's sitting right next to you, isn't he?" Her father's voice growled.

She knew what 'he' he meant. "Yes."

"Put him on the phone." He demanded. "Now."

Susan handed the phone to Peter. "Hello, Dad."

"Did you have anything to do with this?" Mr. Pevensie wanted to know.

"With what?" Peter asked.

Mr. Pevensie took a deep breath to will himself not to scream again. "With Susan coming back to England...did you plan that?"

"Dad, I wouldn't do that." Peter insisted. How could they possible think that of him. "You believe me don't you?"

"That's just it, Peter." Mr. Pevensie said. "I don't know what to believe anymore. There's a lot of things I never believed you would never do that you did."

Peter closed his eyes. He hated it when his father was angry with him. "Dad-"

"How do you think it makes a father feel when his son acts indecently with his own sister?"

Indecently? Peter didn't agree with that one bit. He'd kissed her a couple of times, that was it. "You don't understand..."

"I understand perfectly well." Mr. Pevensie said. "I thought by keeping you apart for a while you'd learn some level of self control...Peter, she's not even sixteen yet."

"I know that." Peter said.

"She's just a child." He added.

"She wasn't always." It slipped out. Susan slapped her forehead. That wasn't something he should've said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Mr. Pevensie demanded sounding dangerously upset.

"Nothing." Peter said quickly. "It means nothing."

"You are nineteen years old. Don't you know how wrong this is?"

"I-" Peter tried.

"Look, I want Susan at Aunt Alberta's as soon as possible." Mr. Pevensie said. "We'll be home in a few days."

"Yes, dad." Peter said.

"We'll finish our discussion then when it's not running up the professor's phone bill."

"Alright."

"Bye." Mr. Pevensie hung up.

"Bye." Peter hung up the phone and sighed. "That didn't go well."

"Tell me about it." Susan agreed.

A few days later, Susan, Edmund, And Lucy came down from Alberta's house to visit the Professor.

"Susan, you hogged the bathroom all morning." Edmund grumped as they got on the train. "I didn't get a turn and now I look like I just got electrocuted." His hair was sticking up much more than usual.

"How does it get stay up like that?" Lucy asked reaching her hand up to tap the top of Edmund's greasy head.

He slapped her hand. "Don't touch it."

"Ow." Lucy pouted.

"Susan just had to look good for her boyfriend." Edmund muttered.

"Don't worry, Ed." Susan teased (She was in a very good mood). "We'll just dump a bucket of soap-water over your head and it'll take care of the stench."

Lucy giggled.

"Oh very funny." Edmund sneered.

When they arrived The Professor wasn't there. He'd gone out to visit someone. But Peter was still there.

"Hey, Lu." He gave his baby sister a hug. "How are you?"

"Great." She told him.

"Ed, what happened to you?" Peter asked noticing his brother's hair looked like one of the monsters from poorly done horror films.

"I don't want to talk about it." Edmund glared at Susan.

"Hi." Susan said.

"Hi." Peter said back.

They both stood there beaming at each other until Edmund cut in. "As deep as that conversation is, why don't we all do something?"

"Why don't we go to the beach?" Susan suggested.

"What about your tail?" Lucy asked.

"I just wont go in the water if anyone's there." Susan shrugged.

"I'll just leave a note for the Professor." Peter said as he wrote something down and put the note on the counter.

They were the only ones at the beach. So they could play and yell as much as they wanted to.

They had a blast shoving one another into the water. The only one who didn't get wet was Susan. That's when Edmund and Peter decided to gang up on her and get her into the water.

Edmund tried to grab onto her feet and pull her in the water. He lost his grip and fell in himself.

"No, Ed." Peter laughed taking a step closer to Susan. "That's not how you get a mermaid in the water. Let me show you how it's done."

He wrapped his arms around Susan's waist, spun her around and threw her in.

She went under and came back up as a mermaid. Her long golden tail trailing behind her.

Edmund burst out laughing and Lucy clapped.

"Children?" A voice called in the distance called.

"Is that mum and dad?" Lucy asked wiping her wet hair away from her face.

"Oh no." Peter and Edmund helped Susan out of the water.

"She's too wet..." Lucy said. "Mum and dad will see her tail."

"No they wont." Susan said using her powers to boil away the water and make her tail vanish.

"That's too cool." Edmund said.

"I know." Peter agreed.

"Mum!" Lucy cried as soon as she saw her parents.

"I thought you were at Alberta's." Mr. Pevensie said. "We stopped by and she said you'd gone to the professor's who said you'd gone here."

"Just having some family fun." Peter said. As Lucy hugged both her parents tightly. And Edmund looked around them seeing if they were hiding presents.

Everyone grabbed their things. Susan picked up her purse and wiped the sand off it. A small white envelope fell out. She didn't notice. Her father picked it up and opened as the rest of the family walked ahead of him.

It was the letter Peter had written for Susan that Edmund had gotten by mistake.

Mr. Pevensie's eyebrows sank deeply down, he looked completely disgusted. "I'm going to kill him."

AN: Dun, Dun, Dun...I'm done. LOL. Please review.