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Chapter 6

Three years had passed since Christmas and many things had occurred since then. Just after Peter turned 16 he got word from his mother saying that his father had died in the war, and shortly before he turned 17 his mother followed. At that time Peter had the choice to either go back to Finchley to find a relative or stay with Professor Kirke. Of course he had talk to his siblings first. He found it easier to tell Susan and Edmund and had no idea how to tell Lucy. So he enlisted Amy's help. Both had gone to tuck her in at the end of the day and told her as gently as they could. Lucy was shocked at first and then she cried clinging to Peter. Seeing how much this took out of Peter, Amy had sent him to bed and stayed with Lucy longer telling her that she could call Susan or Ed if she wanted to. After three days all four Pevensie children had come to the conclusion to stay with the professor. Now Peter was 18 and Amy's 18th birthday was in less than two days. Both had grown unbelievably close and everyone in the household wondered why neither could see what was so painfully obvious, that both had fallen in love with each other.

Amy's 18th birthday had arrived and Peter had practically planned the whole day out. He was going to take her out for a picnic by the lake, until late afternoon when Peter would bring her back for a small surprise party at the house.

At around the usual time Amy felt someone nugging her awake, she stretched lazily and looked over at the person who woke her up. She turned to meet at pair of blue eyes staring at her intently. "Morning Peter"

"Happy Birthday Amy." He said as he hugged her. "Thank you." She smiled at him, it appeared he had gotten up awhile ago because he was dressed and his usually dishevelled hair (which she liked a lot) had been combed. "Get dressed we have a lot to do." She nodded and got of out bed. As soon as he left she searched her drawers for a nice outfit. As she was searching Susan let herself in. "Looking for something to wear?" she asked Amy smiled sheepishly and nodded. Susan smiled and walked over to her drawers. She looked through one then proceeded to the other until she found what she sought. Susan pulled out a simple light blue sundress with thin straps. "Wear this with your white sandals, and keep your hair down Peter loves it when you have your hair down."

"Really!"

"Yes, now hurry." With that Susan left the room, she had a lot of work to do if she was going to get them to tell each other how they felt by the end of the day. So she went to find her brother. She found him in his room. "Peter you're not wearing that are you?" she said pretending to be completely aghast. Peter looked down at what he was wearing. "What? What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" Susan just shook her head and walked over to his drawers to pull out a simple white shirt and blue trousers. She told him to keep the first 3 buttons unbuttoned since he always wore an undershirt and tuck the shirt in. Then she walked over to him and mussed his hair a bit. "Hey!"

Susan laughed "Don't worry Amy loves it when you're hair is all mussed up, besides you with combed hair is just strange." Susan laughed again at the look her brother gave her. "Do it trust me." She said closing the door. Well part one was done, hopefully she wouldn't have to resort to part 2 but knowing her brother and Amy she most likely would have to. Amy finished dressing herself and walked downstairs, Peter was no where in sight so she slipped on her sandals and waited by the door.

Peter was coming down the stairs when he saw her. Her long curly hair was unbound and fell gracefully over her bare shoulders. The dress she was wearing, was once long and big, but now it clung to every curve of her body. He knew this was his sister's doing and part of him wanted to scold her but mostly he wanted to thank her, because Amy looked amazing.

When Amy saw Peter she couldn't believe her eyes. It seemed that Susan had gotten him to change and mussed up his blonde hair. He wore a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the first few buttons undone to reveal the undershirt that hid his well toned but lean body. The past couple of years helping out with the chores and sparing with Ed had done him good. He also wore dark blue trousers that perfectly fitted his long masculine legs.

Peter smiled at her and offered her his arm. "Milady." He replied smirking mischievously. She smiled and took his arm, following him out the door toward the lake.

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Peter led her to the lake and laid out the cloth, then he fished out some bread and butter from the picnic basket for a light breakfast. After that he stood up and offered his hand. "Dance with me?"

We're the best of friends and we share our secrets.

She nodded and allowed him to pull her up. He pulled her a little closer to him and began waltzing with her. As they danced she noticed him occasionally count his steps. When he missed one she said it for him. "Four"

She knows everything that is on my mind.

After a while she smirked at him and whispered "Catch me if you can Mr. Pevensie."

And ran off in the opposite direction

Lately something's changed as I lie awake in my bed, A voice here inside my head softly says……

He chased her, following her as she ran across the grass, until he finally trapped her. She was hiding behind a tree looking for him in the opposite direction, when he slowly came up behind her and grabbed her "Gotcha," she jumped and slapped his chest playfully,

"Did I scare you?"

"Oh not at all." Both laughed, when the laughing ceased they just stood staring at each other.

Why don't you kiss her, Why don't you tell her

Peter couldn't believe just how close she was to him, so close that all he had to do was dip down his head a bit and he would be able to kiss her, but would she want to be kissed……

Why don't you let her see the feelings that you hide She'll never know If you never show.

He was about to do just that when he thought the better of it. So he led her to her first surprise of the day. There on the lake was a small row boat. He helped her in then got in himself.

The way you feel inside.

Peter rowed across the lake and under the bridge; both were silent enjoying the warmth of the sun. After he had gone around most of the lake he returned to their spot and helped her out of the boat. As he did so she put her index finger up as a gesture to wait a second. She bent down as if to look for something and then……she flung the water in his direction. "Oh you're really going to get it now!" he said flinging the water back at her.

Oh I'm so afraid to make that first move

Before they knew it they had engaged in a water fight and had succeed at getting each other wet. It was nearing 1 in the afternoon so both decided to have some lunch and dry off sitting out in the sun. Peter brought out the blanket and picnic basket once more and pulled out two sandwiches, and two drinks. Curious to see what else Peter had in the basket she reached for whatever was inside at the same time Peter did.

Just a touch and we could cross the line

For a brief moment their hands had touched. After they ate, they laid down on the blanket to dry off. Without realising it Amy had snuggled up to Peter and fallen asleep, and Peter had put his arm around her waist.

Everytime she's near I wanna never let her go.

When Peter woke it was almost five, and although he should have been cold he was warm. When he looked beside him he saw Amy asleep and in his arms. Again without realising it he reached out to put the stray curl behind her ear. As he did so she stirred and he pulled his arm back. When she opened her eyes she was so shocked to see that she was so close to Peter that she sat up quickly. Immediately Peter felt the loss of her warmth and longed for it back. Amy too regretted sitting up so suddenly. To avoid the awkward silence Peter changed subject before she even mentioned any thing. "Come on we have to head back to the house."

Confess to her what my heart knows, hold her close

Gathering everything they made their way back to the house. When they arrived Peter said that they should change for dinner and that he would bring her downstairs as soon as she was ready.

What would you say

Going up to his room to change he ran into Susan and she pulled him into his room to talk to him. "So did you tell her?" she asked

"Tell her what?"

I wonder would she just turn away

Susan sighed, part 2 would have to come in. "That you're in love with her Peter."

Or would she promise me that she's here to stay.

Peter froze at her words, it was amazing how Susan knew what he felt before he could even admit it to himself.

It hurts me to wait

Meanwhile Amy had finished getting ready and made her way to Peter's room as she did she heard Susan and him talking.

Peter turned around to look at his sister. "How'd you know?" he finally asked. Susan just looked at him. "Peter! The only person who doesn't know is the one who should!"

I keep asking myself...

"Is it that obvious?" he asked. Again Susan sighed, they really were hopeless. " Well apparently the two of you are completely blind to it. Tell her." She urged.

Why don't you kiss her (tell her you love her)

"How? Susan, please tell me how I'm supposed to tell her that!" Susan shook her head. Her brother was hopeless.

Why don't you tell her (tell her you need her)

"What are you afraid of?" she asked but the look on her brother's face told her all she needed to know. Walking toward her brother she place the gift their mother wanted him to have into his palm. "She deserves to know Peter, and you need to tell Amy the truth."

Why don't you let her see

At that moment Amy had heard enough, how could she have been so foolish to believe that Peter would see her as anything but his best friend. Holding back tears she walked as fast as she could back to her room.

Why don't you let her see

Peter looked down to see what it was that his sister had placed in his hand, and there in his palm was his mother's engagement ring which had also belonged to his grandmother. It was tradition for the ring to be passed on to the eldest son to give to the woman of his heart.

The feelings that you hide

Peter looked up at his sister. "Mum wanted you to have it Peter. She always told me that if she wasn't around I was to decide when you were ready to give this ring to someone… Peter give it to Amy you know that you want to and believe me she will accept it just give her a chance." Staring at his sister and the ring he made his choice, maybe Susan was right, there was only one way to find out…. So Peter nodded and made his way to Amy's room.

Cause she'll never know If you never show

Amy closed the door behind her and sat at her desk letting her tears fall. "Amy…." A voice called Amy looked around her room nothing was there, it must be her imagination. "Amy…" came the voice again. Amy looked around her again and noticed that one of her old drawings had fallen on the floor. It was of the girl in the ice palace. She had drawn it after she first came here. The girl in her dreams had seemed so sad and now she was calling to her. Amy became mesmorized by the drawing and suddenly the frigid cold of the palace in her drawing seemed comforting and she longed to be there. At that moment a single tear fell on her drawing and she was hit with a blast of cold wind.

Meanwhile Peter had arrived at her door and knocked once no one answered. He knocked again when no one answered for the second time he let himself in "Amy….." He stepped in and found that she wasn't there and that one of her drawings had fallen on the floor. Picking it up he noticed that the girl in the picture looked familiar as did the scenery. Then it hit him, Jadis' palace , and the girl , the girl was Amy.

The way you feel inside.

Sorry it took me so long to update, I attend night school so its even harder to up date, that and this was a long chapter to write. Hope you enjoyed it will try my best to update sooner.

Maeve