Chapter 4

Peter sat in his position in the corner of his bed, watching Korrina. He noticed things about her, things other people, like his sisters, would overlook. For instance, she walked swiftly, but she hesitated with certain movements and she was always on guard… except, with him.

He watched as she gently lay Christina in the beautiful cradle that Edmund had had made especially for Christina. Then walked over to him with a haunted smile on her angel face.

She climbed onto his bed with something in her hand.

"Susan told me you love this game as much as I do," she said holding up Clue. "Who do you want to be?"

"Mr. Green," Peter responded smiling a little as she set up the game. She nodded with a smile.

"I won!" she exclaimed happily.

Susan chose that time to walk in with a smile on her face. "I think you both should get some rest now."

Both Korrina and Peter's faces dropped, they had been having fun. The two looked like little kids that didn't want to go to bed.

Peter watched Korrina walk over to the cradle and pick up her daughter before following Susan.

Peter woke up in a sweat for two reasons. One: he'd had a really bad nightmare, and Two: someone was screaming bloody murder. So for the first time since he'd gotten to Narnia, Peter slipped out of bed. He followed the screaming to a bedroom and peered in to see Susan, Edmund, Caspian, Aslan, and at least 5 maids. Susan was holding down Korrina's waving arms for she was kicking her arms and legs in her sleep, screaming.

Peter still hated crowds of people, but, Korrina was there for him.

Peter almost flew to her side causing Susan to jump away. He pulled the kicking and screaming girl into his arms and whispered gentle and caring things into her ear.

She woke up with a start, tears continued to fall down her face. She curled up in his chest as Susan started to shoo out everyone.

After a little while Peter got up to leave, but she grabbed his arm. "Don't leave me," she whispered as the tears still made their way down her beautiful and scared face. Peter gave her a small smile and slipped under the covers. He draped his arms around her and pulled her so close; you couldn't stick a penny between them.

NEXT DAY

Peter slowly walked down the bank of the river. He looked to the side to see Korrina sitting on the grass holding her daughter close to her chest, tears slipping down her cheeks. He walked over and sat down next to her, knowing that talking wasn't what he had to do right now.

"He killed them. He killed them all," she said quietly her voice didn't break, but it did sound dead.

"He tortured Stacy till she was begging for him to kill her. He killed Charlie simply by making him watch as he tortured them. And he killed John by sticking a knife through his heart," she said watching the river.

"He spared Reggie because that was the only thing he could do to make me stay."

Peter slipped his arm around her and kissed her hair as she cried.

Susan

Susan smiled as she watched the two bond. It was weird, when one was having pain the other acted normal like nothing was above helping each other, but when they weren't with each other they looked so broken. She shuck her head slightly as she turned her head and went back to sewing.

Peter & Korrina

"Can I hold Christina?" Peter asked shyly.

"Sure," she said with a smile as she handed him her daughter.

"Hi, Christina," he said as he gently bounced her on his knees. The baby girl giggled as she played with Peter's finer.

Susan

"Queen Susan."

Susan turned her head to look at the young maid. "It's about Queen Lucy."

Susan's eyes grew wide.

A/N This is still on hold because one: my father is dieing from cancer two: I have a lot of other stories that I have to worry about.