Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia or any characters you may recognize from the books or the movies, I wish I did but I don't...

A/N: The sequel chapter as requested by WillowDryad, MCH, and Ashleigh M. Hope you enjoy it. This is part of my A Light in the Darkness universe, but this two-shot can be read as a standalone.

From Day to Night

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I ducked inside the tent and almost let out a huge sigh of relief at seeing Edmund carefully sitting in the middle of his hammock. It was silly but I was still having to fight the worry that Edmund would simply disappear again. He looked up and I forgot what I wanted to say...I was so very glad to see him back. I cleared my throat. "Thought you would be asleep."

He shrugged. "Not as tired as I thought I was, I guess."

I opened my mouth to order him to get some rest only to stop myself as I realized that was exactly the kind of behavior that he had resented. I didn't say anything just watched Edmund for several minutes as I realized just how I must have been sounding to Edmund and even Susan and Lucy to an extent as I tried to follow Dad's instructions to be the man of the house and take care of Mum and the others while he was gone. Ugh, no wonder Edmund was so eager to leave us! This was all my fault. "Peter?"

I looked up to see Edmund cautiously climbing out of his hammock (and unlike me, he didn't get dumped out of it) as he watched me. I cleared my throat again. "Edmund, there's something you should know about."

He looked wary as he nodded. "Okay, what is it?"

"When we got here, we spoke to Aslan and we had to explain what happened that you weren't with us. The thing is, Edmund, that most, if not all of the camp, was gathered around during our audience with Him. And...and..."

I faltered unable to speak the words, but one look at Edmund's dark eyes and I knew he already knew. He quietly continued, "And, they all heard I was a traitor."

I nodded. "Yes. And, they didn't like hearing that...actually, the Centaur General was so angry that he declared you had betrayed them all."

He somehow managed to pale a little more, but I felt a surge of pride in my little brother as his voice came out steady as he asked, "Do you think he meant it?"

I paused to think about it. Before I would have said it was obvious he did, but...how many times had Edmund and I gotten into arguments and we both said things we didn't mean... "No, actually I think he was angry and said it in the heat of things, but I don't know how much was shock and how much might have been intentional. And, the thing is I heard the crowd muttering behind us, so it was as if he was merely voicing the opinion of the others in the crowd." Edmund looked down and I caught a flash of shame in his eyes as he did so. Without thinking, I placed my hand on Edmund's shoulder and leaned in close. "Ed, the only reason I'm telling you all this is because I don't want you to walk out of this tent unprepared. They don't know the details and they have no right to judge you."

Edmund met my eyes and I caught my breath at how old his eyes looked compared to the last time I saw him. "No, Peter, they have every right to judge a traitor and that's what I am."

I tightened my grip on his shoulder and shook my head. "No, that's what you were, now you're just Edmund."

He smiled a little...was it relief that I wasn't condemning him for what happened? Lucy's laughing voice sang out before I could say anything further, "Come on, you two, or you're going to be stuck with a cold breakfast." Edmund rushed past me and I smirked a little, only to feel sick half a second later as I realized he was rushing because he probably hadn't been given anything to eat over the last few days. I tried to hide my worry as I followed in Edmund's wake and promised myself I was going to send him and the girls home where they would be safe, but before I did, I would finish talking to Edmund about everything we needed to hash out.

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"I think I left my arms somewhere."

I groaned as I lifted my head to look at Edmund. "At least you didn't fall off Phillip...and, I think my arms joined your arms in running off."

He gave an exhausted chuckle, "If this is what Oreius does to his students, I am not sure I want to see what he does to his enemies. And...why did Lucy run off to get more liniment from Alithia?"

I glanced at him and smiled a little. "Uh, because she's the only one who has any energy left?"

Edmund snorted, "Of course she is."

I groaned as I gingerly sat on the edge of my hammock, only to yelp as I shifted my weight and the hammock immediately flipped and once again tossed me unceremoniously to the ground. Edmund stared at me as I didn't even try to move from my landing spot and then he snickered. I shook my head with a faint grin as he tried and failed to compose himself enough to give me a look of fake concern. Little brothers.

I sat up and glared at the hammock. Then, I looked at Edmund. "I'm sorry, Ed."

He immediately stopped laughing as he stared at me in absolute bewilderment. "For what, Peter?"

I ran my hand through my hair as I continued in a soft tone, "You were right, you know. I've been trying to act like Dad and do things the way he would since he left, but I went too far. I didn't listen to you or Susan or Lucy even some of the time. I was trying to take care of you all, but I just made things worse."

"Peter-"

I shook my head, ignoring the corresponding twinge in my neck and shoulders. "No, I see it now. And, I am so sorry, Edmund. I was too hard on you and then I couldn't even protect you."

Edmund leaned over and touched my arm. "No, you weren't, Peter, not really. And, you did protect me...by reaching Aslan and letting Him know...who...who I was with so he could send Oreius and the other soldiers to rescue me. There's nothing to forgive, Peter, really. And...and you've forgiven me, haven't you?"

I found my arms and yanked Edmund into a hug. "Of course, I've forgiven you. Never think otherwise, little brother." He jerked out of my hug, but not before I felt him return it for a brief moment. Lucy arrived with the much needed and appreciated liniment just then and we didn't say anything else on the subject as day turned to night. But, I prayed Edmund and I would emerge alive and in one piece from the battle in morning. Of course, since Aslan was with us, I believed we would be fine although I was shaking on the inside at the thought of going to battle and letting my brother and sisters go too. Still, at least Edmund and I were truly on the road to healing our bond as brothers, even though I knew we still had a ways (and many conversations) to go before it was completely healed.

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A/N: Please Read and Review! More brotherly fluff and bonding... Leave a review and let me know what y'all thought about this continuation.