Author's Note: Here's the new chapter! I'm not that evil. I hope you guys like this chapter! There's more background on why Ari was in a coma for almost four months, and a couple of other things happen. It was a little difficult to write, and you'll see why.. Overall, I don't think I did too terrible of a job. None of this chapter has dialog from the movie. Just what I made up. :) I'm so proud of myself!

Song for this chapter: Never Too Late by Three Days Grace

"Peter, she's pregnant!" Edmund screamed at his brother. Edmund let out another sound that was bordering on choking, wailing, and Peter's face was marred with shock.

"She's...what?" Peter whispered, as if he didn't hear correctly. Edmund stared at him.

"She's pregnant, as in she's going to be a mother and I'm going to be a father." Edmund snapped, irritation clear in his voice.

"But...I thought...How?" Peter stuttered, his brain not forming words correctly.

"I'm sure you don't want me to go into detail there." Edmund said, gaining a bit of his sarcasm back, but it still didn't reach his eyes. Peter barely held back a shudder at the thought of Ari and his brother together.

"More importantly, when?" Peter demanded. Edmund's cheeks flushed scarlet, contrasting dramatically with his pale skin.

"Christmas break when the rest of you were all in town with mum and dad." Edmund mumbled. He looked down at his hands. "I don't want what happened in the Golden Age to happen here. I have to get her out of there. I can't lose her."

Edmund's voice broke again at the end of the sentence, showing Peter just how much he loved her. He loved her more than life itself, and he would do anything in the world to keep her safe. Peter's thoughts flipped back to the Golden Age of their reign. Edmund and Ari had been married for almost two years when Ari announced that she was pregnant. Seven months later she gave birth to a baby girl who they named Caroline. She and Edmund had been so happy, until one day they woke up to find her tiny body cold and lifeless in her crib. They were both crushed. Neither one of them smiled again until almost a year and a half later. Not long after they began to be themselves once more, Ari fell pregnant again. This time she miscarried.

She sank into a deep depression that not even Edmund could bring her out of. She was like a walking zombie. She had this ghostly appearance to her. Her eyes were frozen as if they were in a state of shock. She stopped taking care of herself and was almost to the point of having people force feed her to eat. No one could get her to laugh, smile, or even spit out a sarcastic comment. She distanced herself from everyone, especially Edmund. Eventually, the depression got to be too much and she tried to take her own life. That was when she was put into a coma for nearly four months. Lucy's cordial wouldn't work to bring her out of it, and that sent Edmund into a blind panic. He rarely left her side during those long months.

When she awoke and saw Edmund's distraught appearance, something inside her snapped. She didn't take the time to consider that It was the same for Edmund. If one of them was hurting, the other was just as bad. She knew that she had to carry on, and gradually got back to her normal self, but you could still see the hidden pain in her eyes if you looked close enough. She and Edmund eventually gave up on having children, even though they wanted a child of their own more than anything in the world.

"Fine. But stick to your post." Peter eventually said, causing Edmund's eyes to regain some of their former spark. "If all goes as planned, you won't even have to worry about getting her back."

"Thank you." Edmund said, grabbing his brother in a fierce hug. Peter tensed up at first but then hugged him back. Edmund smiled wearily and nodded his thanks.

"I'd rather this not get to Susan and Lucy. You know how they'll react. Please keep this between us, at least until we have her back." Edmund begged his brother earnestly.

"My lips are sealed." Peter said. Edmund thanked him and then left the room.

At the Telmarine castle, Ari was just waking up. She groaned at the splitting pain in her head. She reached up and felt a bandage over it. She tried to rip it off but her hands were too weak still.

"Take it easy." Said a gentle voice from somewhere in the shadows. It was then that she realized that she must be in the dungeon somewhere. The smell of sweat and bodily fluids filled her nostrils and before she could blink she could feel today's lunch coming back up her throat. She leaned over and retched what was left of her food onto the dirty hay on the ground. After the nausea was gone, she sighed and wiped her face on her sleeve.

"You'll get used to the smell." The voice said. When she realized that she was sharing a cell she backed up into a defensive crouch, even though she knew that she probably didn't stand a chance.

"Who's there?" She snarled, not trusting whoever it was. An old man's bearded face came out of the shadows and she relaxed. He had to be harmless. But then, why would he be in the dungeon? She tensed up again, adrenaline already coursing through her veins as she flew into defensive mode, ready to do anything possible to protect the life of her child.

"My name is Cornelius." Said the old man. When she didn't respond, he continued. "I used to be a professor here in the castle."

"I'm Ariana." She said quietly, sinking back into the darkness to conceal herself. "I was kidnapped and brought here against my will."

"I too was brought here against my will." Cornelius answered. "But I was imprisoned because of my beliefs."

"I was taken because of who I am." Ariana responded, her voice still soft. She saw the old man's eyes widen and practically glow with excitement.

"You are one of the great Queens from the Golden Age." He said. It wasn't a question. Ari sighed.

"I wouldn't say that I was great. That was Susan and Lucy. I'm just a queen by marriage." Ari replied.

"That doesn't make you any less great." Cornelius said. "I have heard stories about you. About your family. Never in all of my life did I imagine that I would ever meet anyone of such importance to Narnian history."

Ari sighed again and didn't reply to the man. He took her silence as a notice that she wanted to be left alone and he didn't speak to her again.

Memories flashed behind her eyes as she remembered other times when she had been in prisons such as this. Her and Edmund both. There had been multiple times that their missions had gone awry and they had run into the wrong people. They always managed to escape though. She wracked her brain to come up with a plan of escape, but nothing came to mind. As she thought about it, it was usually Edmund who had come up with the plans. She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't hear the iron door opening, nor did she hear the heavy footsteps coming towards her. She did however feel it when a sharp slap landed on her cheek. She spit a bit of blood from her mouth and looked up, into the eyes of none other than Miraz himself. He looked at her coldly.

"I think it's time we had a little chat."

Author's Note: This chapter is just a bit shorter than normal, but... I hope you liked it! The next chapter is the raid on the castle... Plus, a little bit more...emotional bits. I seriously cried when I wrote one of the scenes... But that's what I was aiming for, so I guess if I cried, you guys might feel the character's pain too... Eh.. maybe I just get too attached to them! XD Leave a smiley face!