A/N: So I realize I fail in cannon since it's actually originally Peter and Edmund that go to the train station to wait for Lucy, Digory, Polly, Eustace and Jill but I guess I'm messing with cannon anyway? Oh well. Anyway, I decided to write this chapter after the fantastic response I got for the first installment. There will be one more chapter after this and I hope it lives up to the first part! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: This awesome story/characters belong to C.S. Lewis! I'm just borrowing for my amusement.

Feedback: Constructive and otherwise is always greatly appreciated. =)

She couldn't stop fidgeting.

Susan pulled at her dress, still wet from the rain outside. It refused to untangle itself from her legs, molding to her body and showing off her figure in the most inappropriate way. Even with her coat on she couldn't help but feel very exposed. She glanced at her reflection in a pool of water collecting on the ground and winced at the image.

For heaven's sake, she looked like a drowned rat. What was she doing here anyway? She grumbled to herself darkly in her mind. She didn't belong here, standing dripping wet in a train station like a silly girl when she should have been warm at the party with Tom, the banker.

A movement by her elbow disrupted her thought. A glance to her right showed Edmund looking calmly at his pocket watch that their father had given him for his fourteenth birthday. Susan Pevensie, once known as Susan the Gentle to the people of a land that she was just starting to believe in again, became ashamed. Her fidgeting instantly stilled and she let the dress drip on to her shoes.

Really, what did it matter if the rain ruined her shoes? They were just things. Susan turned around to glance at the clock that was stationed at the entrance to the main hall. She and Edmund were currently waiting on the platform for the train that was supposed to get in at 4:25. The clock currently read 4:15.

Ten more minutes.

There never seemed to be enough time, Susan thought as she watched a child be picked up by her father as they moved on to the train. Never enough time to get ready. Never really a good time either. There never seemed to be time to go visit her parents in London. Or to visit Peter at the University or Ed still at school, or even Lucy…

A drop of water fell from the cracked ceiling and on to Susan's head, running down onto her face. Susan sighed but didn't move it away. She let the cold liquid slid down her cheek, down her chin and drop off onto the ground below her to collect with the rest of the rain that had formed a small puddle.

Lucy and Susan had been so close once upon a time. They used to tell each other everything. Every hidden dream, every hope and desire. Now Susan couldn't remember the last time she had even talked to Lucy. Of course they still wrote letters but nothing meaningful was ever written. At least on Susan's side. Lucy would talk about the wonderful adventures and stories going on at home and beg Susan to come visit. Susan would write back about the latest fashions and parties and how she was really just too busy to come visit! A wave of guilt overcame the brunette. She never visited Lucy.

Another look around the station revealed a group of school boys walking into a waiting train. Two of them were pushing each other around and laughing. Both boys were brunette and didn't look a thing like Edmund or Peter but they way they laughed and then slung an arm around each other's necks as they stepped on to the train belied their close relationship. Peter and Edmund were that close. She could recall the image of them fighting back to back in various battles. Peter always charging into the fray; the hero without concern for himself. Edmund the loyal brother looking after his King; the quiet hero. They hadn't always been so close, so protective but after their first adventure in Narnia…Susan swallowed hard. It was still difficult to think about that place and what it meant know that she was starting to believe in her heart of hearts that it was real again. She didn't even want to think of what Aslan…

No. She couldn't go there. Not right now. The thought that He might be disappointed in her was more than she could bear at the moment. She glanced at the clock. 4:20.

Five more minutes.

Susan bit her lip and looked down at her bright red painted fingernails. One of the nails was chipped, she noticed disinterestedly. It really was a hideous color, she decided after longer examination. She'd have to take off the polish as soon as she got home.

Home. What a word. She wasn't even sure what it meant to her anymore. A place to stay, to entertain, to have guests. That wasn't a home. She looked at Edmund long enough for him to glance curiously back at her. Family was home. Heart made a home. A sudden wave of guilt and nervousness swept over her and she glanced at the clock again. 4:22

Three more minutes.

She turned to go. She didn't belong here anymore. Susan had made it clear that she hadn't wanted anything to do with her family and that she didn't want them in her new life. She was disgusted with herself. Peter wouldn't be happy to see her there. Lucy wouldn't even be able to look her in the face. She had taken two steps when she felt a hand close around her elbow.

"Hey. Where do you think you're going?" Edmund's voice was playful, joking even, but held a quiet authority. "You're not leaving."

Susan turned and faced him, distressed. "They won't want me here, Ed. It's not my place. I screwed everything up." She looked down and felt pressure gather behind her eyes. "I don't belong here."

"If you didn't belong here then why are you standing here in a wet dress with ruined makeup?" The quiet young man asked gently. Susan looked up at him annoyed, a little bit of her old fire back in her eyes.

"Because someone is annoying and ran out of my apartment without waiting for me!" Susan glowered as best she could with her so called 'ruined makeup'. The effect was less than impressive.

Edmund chuckled. "There's the Susan I know." He turned around, swinging an arm around her shoulders as he went.

Walking a little further on to the platform he turned to Susan, arm still positioned around her. Edmund spoke low. "We all miss you Sue. And while you might think that Peter hates you and Lucy may never look at you again-" And how did he read her mind like that? "You're wrong. They miss you. We all miss you. And it will be nice to have you with us again. Where you belong." He lowered his arm and pulled out his pocket watch to glance at it. 4:24.

One minute.

"I'm not saying it will be all fine and dandy." Edmund warned, putting the watch away again. "There might be fighting and crying and apologizing, but we'll forgive you. That's what siblings are for." Edmund smiled crookedly before a thin, and yet surprisingly strong, brunette threw herself into his arms.

"Oh I've missed you Ed. I really have. I'm so sorry." Susan whispered into his coat, tears leaking out of squeezed shut eyes.

Edmund chuckled again and pressed a kiss to the top of Sue's head. "I know."

A loud screeching of metal brought the siblings apart as they turned to face the approaching train.

"Ahh, here's their train." Edmund said, squinting at the oncoming locomotive.

"It seems to be coming in quite fast." Susan said with a note of worry in her voice. Edmund's eyes widened as the screaming train hit a bend and with a shriek of metal tore off the track. Everything went to chaos as different parts of the train went everywhere. Columns smashed, people crumpled as train and building fell onto them and screams started.

One of the cars tore apart from the rest of the train and tumbled over the platform, racing at Edmund and Susan. Edmund grabbed Susan's armed and tore around to run-

But there was nowhere to go. Susan's terrified blue eyes barely had the time to meet Edmund's shocked brown ones before everything disappeared into a sea of pain, fear, and blinding white.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Stick around for chapter three which will hopefully come around soon!