A/N: Another chapter has come your way at last. This has to be one of the hardest chapters I've done so far because I had to think about why Peter was where he was and what would make him go back. I find everything difficult. Lol.

Disclaimer: Oooo! I forgot this! C.S is the main man:D

Chapter Five

"He's still fighting the magic, Captain," growled one of the wolves from somewhere on my left side. "The leaves aren't falling as fast as before!"

Warm breath appeared on my frozen cheek, adding to the sweat that was trickling down my forehead and cheeks.

"Just because you have figured out what we've done doesn't mean anything! You're just delaying your last few moments of life," Sawgron hissed in my ear.

I didn't care.

I had made a promise and I was staying by it with every part of what I had left. I couldn't talk anymore but it didn't stop me from making trouble. They were not going to kill Narnia through me.

Every breath was savoured, meant that I was still alive. Pictures stayed with me as I lay there, freezing, slowly turning to ice.

Edmund – Strength.

Lucy – Warmth.

Susan – Determination.

My eyes flickered to the leaves above me. Before, leaves had fallen like raindrops, dead and decayed. Yet now they remained strong. Still brown but fighting for their green.

Fighting for life.

A sudden roar passed through me and all at once, the cave I had been kept in disappeared and was replaced with a vast, green countryside. It was oddly comforting and felt like a place I could call home.

"I see you like my country," purred a familiar voice.

Aslan!

"I do, but why am I here? What do you mean your country?" I asked, relieved that my body has gained the remembrance to talk and speak once more.

"You are here because you wished for a refuge from the place where you are being held," Aslan replied, standing beside me and watching with such wild, gentle eyes.

I sighed.

Anywhere was better than there.

I reached out to touch Aslan's mane to try and reassure myself but when I did, my hand passed through and I stumbled back with a choked cry.

"What's going on?"

"You are here and yet you are not," Aslan explained with a throaty laugh. "Your body remains in Narnia whereas your spirit is partly free. Do you understand me?"

Thoughts pounded through my head, trying to desperately understand what was being said. Somewhere deep within, I knew what Aslan was saying but another part refused to admit it was true.

Was I dead?

"Am I dead, Aslan?" I whispered, my voice losing all the power which it would normally have and having to be forced out in a hoarse whisper.

"Yes and no. It is true that your spirit has left your body, but in true form, you are fighting for your right to live and that is what is stopping you from reaching the other side. It is not yet your time to live in my country but you will know when the time comes."

Yet another sigh left me, my eyes taking in the wonder of this new world and trying not to think of the numbness I would soon return to.

"Do not be afraid, Peter, for your brother and sisters are near approaching. It won't be long for you now."

Feeling a warm breath blow over me and then a sharp tug into coldness told that I was back in my iced body. I managed to move my eyes to where the wolves were standing and with a big a smile I could give them, my consciousness slowly slipped away, leaving me with one last thought.

They're coming.

A/N: Yet another short chapter (quality not quantity...lol), but the next one will be much longer and you might be able to enjoy that more! Thanks to all the reviews I've gotten so far, especially from elecktrum, Aqua Mage and Elexandros! Much appreciated! XD!