I'm back and my chapter three is finished! Sorry to keep you waiting, but I could hardly focus on writing lately, becuz I had some tests in school and now I'm sick :P This chapter is not that good as the previous ones, but I tried to write it the best I could, so I hope you'll forgive me :)

Chapter Three: "Too Late To Turn Around"

Today was the day, when they finally arrived. When they got out from the train, they were standing in front of some wooden signboard. The area they were in, was surrounded by trees. The sign that they saw on the signboard was telling "Coombe Halt". That's right where they were supposed to be. But there was nothing and no one around, waiting for them. Until suddenly they heard a car. So they grabbed their travelling bags and hurried over to the dusted road. There was a car passing, but it didn't stop by, it only passed them. The four sivlings were staring at it, as it drove away. "The professor knew we are coming..." Suzan said. She was both surprised and slightly angry. "Perhaps we have been incorrectly labeled?" Edmund suggested, looking at the card on his clothes.

Step one you say "We need to talk"

He walks you say "Sit down it's just a talk"

He smiles politely back at you

You stare politely right on through.

However, within seconds, the children heard a sound of the clop of horse's hooves and a rattling cab from down the road. They were louder and louder untill there, in front of them appeared the horse, the cab and older woman sitting in it. "Hup! Hup!" the woman called at the horse. When the horse stopped, she looked down at the children with a frown. Peter and Suzan exchanged looks. "Mrs Macready?" Peter asked, a bit uncertain.

"I'm afraid so," she replied. "Is this it, then? Haven't you brought anything else?" The two older siblings exchanged their looks once more, before Peter answered, "No, ma'am. It's just us." Lucy gave a nod, and Edmumd didn't do anything, he was only watching the woman carefully. "Small favors." The woman's face softened and she showed them with her head to the empty back of the cab. "Come along." The children grabbed their bags and hurried over to the cab. Mrs Macready turned the horse around and soon they were finally coming to professor house.

Within a few minutes, they arrived and they saw a very big and very beautiful house. They were looking at it with amazement. 'Wow. I've never seen anything like that!' Edmund was the most amazed one out them, even if he didn't show it. When they were in, he was even more amazed. All those old, tall draperies, portraits, busts...

"Professor Kirke is not accustomed to having children in this house," Mrs. Macready said in the "lecture" voice. "And as such, there are a few rules you need to follow." She continued speaking as they climbed the old, dark stairs. "There will be no shouting." She paused and glared at them "Or running" Then she turned and continued walking and speaking, "No improper use of the dumbwaiter." Suzan reached to touch the bust in the corner of the stairs. "No touching of the historical artifacts!" Mrs. Macready yelled, causing Susan, to jerk her hand away. Lucy hid her giggle at the appalled look on Mrs. Macready face and the startled look on Susan's, while Edmund bit his lip, and tried, desperately, not to laugh. Mrs. Macready went a few steps ahead and stopped by the massive, wooden doors, turning around to the children. "And above all... There should be no disturbing of the Professor." After a while, she began to walk again. Susan still had a frown on her face, but was following Mrs. Macready, who continued leading them. They all started walking after her, but Lucy paused and looked at the door. She heard footsteps behind them. Suddenly the light underneath the door was shadowed by a pair of feet. With a small gasp, Lucy turned and hurried after her siblings

Some sort of a window to your right

As he goes left and you stay right

Between the lines of fear and blame

As you began to wonder why you came

Later that day, the four siblings were sitting in one of the many rooms in this house, which was supposed to be their bedroom. "The German Luftwaffe dropped bombs on London again tonight…" the radio announcer's voice rang out in the bedroom. Peter gazed out the window at the darkening sky. "Areas under fire include-" The radio was turned off by Suzan. Edmund, who was sitting quietly in the corner of the bedroom, observed, as she and Peter made their way over to the Lucy's bed. Peter sat on it, and Suzan stood by him. "The sheets are all scratchy," Lucy mumbled with a tiny voice. Suzan smiled at her. "Wars don't last forever, Lucy. We'll be home soon." Edmund got up from the chair he was sitting at and started making his way over to the bed. "If home is still there..." He mumbled passing his siblings by. Suzan looked at him annoyed. "Oh, better if you will go to bed!" She clearly did NOT want his presence here. "Yes, mum." He replied. "Ed!" Peter scolded at him, angry and already annoyed by him. Edmund looked at them all, hurt in his eyes and came over to his bed, in the corner of the room.

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all nignt

Had I known how to save a life...

His brother was still talking about how this place is huge and they can do here whatever they want or something like that, but Edmund didn't pay attention to it. Really, he just didn't care about their stupid conversation. 'They don't wish me around and they get angry with me after a few seconds. I don't even know why. I just want it to be normal. I just want them to act like a sibling should act. Is it already that much?' He took the covers away and laid down. He was angry. He always got angry after an exchange of words between his siblings. Because they could never understand him, and they were always getting angry with him. He tried not to care about it, but it wasn't that easy. And there was also something deep inside his heart that was hurting him. Like, a lot. And he had trouble with sleeping because of that. At the end, he managed to, after three hours of struggling to do it. But he wasn't the only one who had trouble with it.

Let him know that you know best

'Cause after all you do know best

Try to slip past his defence

Without granting innocence

Lay down a list of what is wrong

The things you've told him all along

And pray to God he hears you

And pray to god he hears you

Peter was still up in his bed, even if it was already so late in the night. He couldn't fall asleep. He could only think about the things that were happening lately. So about his fights with Edmund (Well, actually THEIR fights with him, because Suzan and Lucy were also present in them.) and he was thinking about the scene he saw on the train when they were here. 'Maybe... Maybe he was crying because of me. Maybe I should have been there for him... But, Oh God, I didn't do anything! He's still my brother, isn't he? I should always be there for him! I'm his older brother and I should be taking care of him! Oh, just why am I doing nothing, when he needs me?' He looked in the direction of his brother's bed. Though he saw only his brother's back, he could tell that Edmund was asleep.

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness,

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life...

He got out from his bed and took a few, quiet steps to his brother. He tried not to make any noise. After a few more steps, he was standing right next to his little brother's head. 'I'm so sorry, Ed... If you could only forgive me...' He reached out his hand, and touched lightly his brother's hair. A small smile formed on his face. 'I wish I could see you happy again... Just like you were before.' Edmund moaned quietly in his sleep, causing Peter to take his hand away. 'But I can't even do anything to make you happy!' His smile disappeared. He was angry at himself now. 'All I'm ever doing is picking up the fights with you! I wish I could be a better brother...' He stood there for a momen, glancing at the floor.

As he begins to raise his voice

You lower yours and grant him one last choice

Drive until you lose the road

Or break with the ones you've followed

He will do one of the two things

He will admit to everything

Or he'll say he's just not the same

And you'll begin to wonder why you came

He sighed and looked again at his brother. 'Someday, I promise, it will be normal again. But yet, I don't know when.' He turned around and came back to his bed. He wanted his little brother to know, that he still loved him. But yet, he didn't know how to do this. Edmund will know but not yet. Not yet...

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend

Somewhere along in the bitterness

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life...

Duh, I am finally finished ;D So the song in this chapter is NOT One Direction's song. It's by The Fray and it's called "How To Save A Life". I hope you won't mind that little change, I just didn't know which of 1D songs should I put in this chapter. ∆ So I hope I didn't disappoint any of you by this chapter. (I know that good is only the last part of it ^•^) So, anyways, PLEASE review.