A/N: Okay here it is chapter number 2

A/N: Okay here it is chapter number 2. I hope you like it and don't forget to review.

BTW: I do NOT have a Beta reader so if there are mistakes I'm sorry if someone would like to Beta this email me and I would be happy for the help.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize that is all the brilliant C.S. Lewis.

Chapter 2

The three eldest children looked around them in amazement.

"Oh" Peter

"My" Susan

"God" Meg "It's even better then you described Lucy. This is amazing!"

"I don't suppose saying I'm sorry would be enough?" Peter asked slowly climbing to his feet while looking at Lucy.

"No but this might." Lucy said with a grin as she threw a snowball in his face. Peter scoffed before quickly reaching down and grabbing some snow to throw back. Pretty soon all of the children except Edmund were in on the fight, they probably could have carried on merrily for a while had a snowball not hit Edmund by accident; reminding Peter of the lies he told.

"You apologize to Lucy!" he cried turning on Edmund. Edmund looked startled and slightly fearful before turning towards Lucy.

"I'm sorry." he muttered not sounding entirely sincere. Lucy just gave a happy smile in return.

"We should go back now." Susan said seeming to have come to her senses.

"No we should continue on, I mean at least look around a little right?" Edmund protested.

"I think we should let Lucy decide." Peter said making the executive decision.

"I want you all to meet Mr. Tumnus." She responded with a happy smile.

"Then Mr. Tumnus it is." Peter said before walking slightly into the wardrobe.

He returned with coats for all of them cutting of Susan's protest by saying that they weren't actually taking them out of the wardrobe. With that the group of children set off for Mr. Tumnus, Lucy happily chattering away the entire time.

Meg let Susan, Lucy and Peter get ahead of her and Edmund before she started talking to Edmund.

"So what's on your mind Ed? Something's up." Meg questioned

"I don't know what you mean, nothings wrong." Edmund weakly responded.

"Ed, come on I taught you the deny until they go away trick. Now what's wrong?" Meg pressed.

"I...I...its nothing I promise." Edmund said. Meg was about to question again before she caught Peter's eye. He tilted his head to the side asking 'What's wrong?'. Meg's response was a shrug that translated to 'I don't know'. Peter sent her a last encouraging smile that meant 'You can do it'. She gave him a quick grin back before returning her attention to Edmund. Her's and Peter's conversation had lasted less then minute.

"Edmund Lucas Pevensie do not even try that with me. I know you and I know when something is wrong, talk to me." Meg said in her no nonsense voice and a stern look on her face. Edmund made the mistake of looking at her and his resolve broke.

"When I was here last time I met the queen but she was really nice to me. She gave me hot chocolate and Turkish delight and it was the best Turkish delight I have ever had and she told me how much she wanted to meet my brother and sisters. She told me I was the kind of person she saw her son being and she offered to make me a prince and that Peter would be my servant. I just have to bring the others to her." Edmund let out in a huge rush. It seemed that once he started talking he couldn't stop.

"Oh Edmund why didn't you say something. Now I can't tell you what to do but I can say that you are probably going to have trouble convincing the others to go with you, especially Peter." Meg responded while wrapping him in a one armed hug. Edmund smiled at her but before he could say anything else all of the children came to a stop when they turned the corner and saw the destroyed front door of Mr. Tumnus. Lucy rushed forward with the others following her in worry. They stopped short at seeing the destruction that lay just inside the front door. Meg and Peter entered first surveying the damage as they did. They both spotted a note tacked to the wall at the same time. With a glance at each other Peter reached out his arm and grabbed the note.

Peter cleared his throat before reading "The faun Tumnus has been arrested on the charge of high treason against her empirical majesty the queen for consorting with a human, Maugrim Chief of the Secret Police." Peter looked up in worry once he finished, his eyes immediately finding Meg's. They shared a worried look before glancing at Lucy who looked like she was close to tears.

"Now we really should go." Susan insisted.

"But what about Mr. Tumnus?" Lucy cried.

"If he was arrested for just being with a human I don't know what we can do about it." was Susan's reply.

"You don't get it do you, I'm the human!" Lucy all but cried. Meg knelt down next to her and pulled her in a hug while Peter said "Don't worry Lu we'll figure this out."

Before Susan could protest again a sound cam from outside. The children looked to see a bird land on a branch of a tree outside the door.

"Psssst." the bird whispered.

"Did that bird just psssst us?" Susan asked in disbelief. The other children simply nodded as they headed outside.

When they got outside the bird waited a second before flying over to the next tree. It waited again and as the children moved towards it, it flew to the next tree. They continued doing this for about a minuet before the bird flew off altogether.

"What was that?" Meg asked while glancing at the others.

"I have no idea." Peter responded. The two eldest glanced at each other before they heard a rustling coming from behind a hill. Meg scooted closer to Peter while pulling Lucy slightly behind her. They all glanced nervously at the hill as the sound grew louder, Meg grabbed Peter's hand in fright and Peter pulled her closer.

The sound grew until suddenly a beaver popped over the hill and came towards them. The children gave a tiny sigh of relief and Meg quickly let go of

Peter's hand with a slight blush.

Peter walked towards the beaver with his hand out while making clicking noises.

"I'm not going to smell it if that's what you want." The beaver exclaimed slightly offended. Peter jumped back in shock. "Is one of you Lucy Pevensie?" The beaver asked urgently.

Meg tried to keep Lucy back at least a little as she tried to move forward.

"I'm Lucy Pevensie." She said

"Good then we don't have much time. Mr. Tumnus sent me." The beaver responded while holding out a handkerchief.

"That's mine! I gave it to Mr. Tumnus when I first met him." Lucy cried reaching for it.

"I know, he got it to me just in time. Come we can't talk here. Her spies are everywhere." The beaver says before walking away. Peter, Meg and Lucy all moved forward to follow before Susan spoke.

"You can't be serious!" She exclaimed in disbelief.

"He says he knows the faun." Peter said with a shrug.

"He's a beaver he shouldn't be saying anything." Susan cried. The beaver back tracked a when he realized the children weren't following.

"Well come on. It's not safe to talk here. Too many possible spies." The beaver said ushering them on again. This time the children followed, all though they were slightly confused as to what he meant by possible spies.

"He means the trees." Lucy explained as the moved. Meg and Peter shared a glance but continued on none the less.

After a while the travelers came to a river with a quaint little damn built on it.

"Oh it's lovely!" Lucy exclaimed smiling at the beaver.

"Well it's not done yet." He said shyly ushering the children there.

As they reached the door the met Mrs. Beaver and all had a silent giggle at the interaction between the Beavers. Mrs. Beaver led the way into the damn followed by Lucy, Susan, and Peter. Edmund hesitated before going in, staring into the distance. Mr. Beaver looked in the same direction and got a suspicious look on his face. Before he could say anything however Meg ushered Edmund inside with a smile towards Mr. Beaver.

The inside of the damn was small and cozy and though it was slightly cramped for the children they still though it was quit charming. Mrs. Beaver immediately set about fixing food for the children. The children all settled down with Edmund lurking in the background and the other children sitting at the table. Lucy was nestled between Peter and Meg while Susan sat on the other of Peter.

"Where will they have taken Mr. Tumnus?" Lucy questioned

"They'll have taken him to her house wouldn't they and you know what they say 'there aren't many who go in there that ever come out'" Mr. Beaver said unaware of Lucy's crumbling face. Mrs. Beaver quickly rushed in putting food in front of Lucy and nudging Mr. Beaver.

"Don't worry Lu. We'll figure something out." Meg said reassuringly while wrapping her in a one armed hug.

"Is there nothing we can do for him?" Peter asked.

"Well of course there is, Aslan is on the move." Mr. Beaver said reverently. All the kids felt something go through them at the name Aslan. No one could describe what this feeling was but they all felt a calming rush go through them, a feeling of pure intense love.

"Who's Aslan?" Edmund finally asked.

"Who.. Who's Aslan? That's a good one, you're a little joker I mean who doesn't know Aslan." Mr. Beaver laughed out that is until Mrs. Beaver nudged him and he took in the confused looks on the children's faces. "But that means they don't even know about the prophecy!"

"What Prophecy and you still haven't told us who Aslan is." Meg said slightly frustrated.

"Aslan is the head geezer, the true king of Narnia." Mr. Beaver explained.

"Well if he's the true king wouldn't he have stopped the witch from taking over?" Peter asked

"Or have been killed in the process. I mean she doesn't sound like the type to want opposing forces hanging around." Meg continued. The beavers looked more than slightly offended at the thought of Aslan being killed.

"Well you see he's been a way for a long while and he's only just come back." Mrs. Beaver explained.

"Oh, he must have been pretty far not to have made it back before this, but what's this prophecy you mentioned about?" Susan asked.

"There's is an old prophecy that has been around since the start of Narnia that goes like this. 'When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone sits in Cair Paravel in throne, the evil time will be over and done.'" Mr. Beaver quoted.

"You know that doesn't really rhyme." Susan said.

"And what is that suppose to mean? What is Cair Paravel?" Meg questioned.

"I know it doesn't rhyme but that's not the point. Cair Paravel is the kingdom on the eastern sea board where four thrones sit and are waiting for their occupants." Mr. Beaver said.

"But there are five of us and how do you know that we're the ones?" Peter questioned.

"I know there are five of you but four of you are related and the four thrones are for four siblings to sons of Adam and two daughters of Eve. Besides Aslan believes it's you and is gathering your army at the stone table as we speak." Mr. Beaver explained.

"Army!?" Susan exclaimed in shock.

"Well of course your coming here means the start of the war." Mr. Beaver explained like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"You're blaming us for the start of a war?" Susan said

"No not blaming, thanking." Mrs. Beaver said calmingly.

"You're damn right we're thanking. This war has been a long time coming and with Aslan back and you four here it's about time we got to it." Mr. Beaver.

"Peter mum sent us away so we wouldn't be caught up in a war." Susan said looking at him. "We thank you for you're hospitality but we really must go." She continued while climbing to her feet.

"But you can't leave, Narnia is counting on you." Mr. Beaver protested.

"Susan's right we're not heroes. I mean we're from Finchley. It is time to go." Peter said also climbing to his feet.

"But what about Mr. Tumnus?" Lucy asked with a quiver in her voice.

"I'm sorry Lu but there's nothing we can do come on. Ed. Ed?" Peter said while turning around. Not seeing Edmund behind him he immediately started scanning the room before turning back towards the others. "I'm going to kill him." He said with a shack of his head. By this time Meg had already climbed to her feet but she didn't bother looking around like Susan was doing.

"You might not have to. Has Edmund ever been to Narnia before?" Mr. Beaver asked.

"Yes but what has that got to do with anything?" Peter responded

"He went to the witch. I saw him sneak out shortly after the stone table was mentioned." Meg said quietly, with her eyes toward the floor.

(what happened when Edmund left)

Out of the corner of her eye Meg saw Edmund slowly head towards the door. He seemed to be getting more and more anxious as the night wore on. She caught his eye and gestured for him to grab a coat before giving him a meaningful look and mouthing, 'be careful'. Edmund nodded before sliding out the door, unnoticed by everyone else in the small damn. Meg shook her head in disappointment before turning her full attention back to the conversation at hand.

"You let him go!" Peter roared turning on her.

"What was I suppose to do Peter? Jump up and tackle him!" Meg responded her head snapping up.

"If that's what it would have taken, then yes. How could you let him go? And to her of all people?" Peter said back his voice slowly getting louder.

"Because it was his decision and I don't try and force people to do what they don't want to unlike some people here, if I had stopped him he would have gone another time because there was no stopping him from doing this. He wanted to go. He thinks she's nice." Meg responded her voice also rising. Before the two could get into a full on screaming match Susan stepped between them.

"Before you two get into a full on screaming match I would like to remind you that this isn't helping Edmund right now. We should try and catch up to him so that we can stop him." Susan said just as angrily. With a last glare at each other the two eldest separated and set about getting into coats and rounding up Lucy. Mr. and Mrs. Beaver spared a look at each other before Mr. Beaver got ready to lead the children to the witch's home.

A/N: So there it is. Let me know what you think. Kindly review, I'll try to have the next chapter out by next week but school ends tomorrow and then I have graduation, work and an insane amount of grad parties to go to, but I will try.