I hope you liked the twist in the last chapter – it's explained more at the start of the 15th chapter of The Call.

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This chapter, as the one before, does have some mature content in, but as before, it is subtle and stays rated 'T'.

I do not own Narnia or any of the characters that belong to the story – they belong to C.S Lewis and no financial profit is made from this story.

With a yell and a deep gasp of air, I surfaced and pushed my hair away from my face. I looked around and saw I had fallen in the pool I was looking in earlier.

I managed to pull myself out and lay on the cave floor, tired and confused. A golden light seemed to fill the cave, so I sat up to see what, or who, was causing the light to glow.

"Aslan," I breathed, seeing the golden lion pacing silently towards me.

"Your thoughts have been dark, young one," he said, his eyes seemed to look sad and forlorn, as if my thoughts had wounded him.

"I'm sorry," I hung my head in sorrow. "But, Aslan, what is that pool?"

"This pool shows us our darkest fears, thoughts and wishes," he explained, and I felt a blush cover my cheeks when I realised what he was talking about by 'darkest wishes'. "And it can corrupt innocent and good people, such as yourself."

"So, none of that ever happened?"

"Nay, dear one, the five monarchs know you are down at the beach still; no time has passed since you looked into this pool for the first time."

I partly relieved that none of the past events had ever happened, but I was also slightly upset, as the...passionate...night I had shared with Edmund did not exist.

"How come I heard the White Witch's voice; she was calling me to the pool, which is what made me discover it."

"Jadis will always try to return," Aslan looked at me. "But it is up to people like you to stop her."

"Alena?"

I heard Edmund call me, outside the cave and on the beach. I looked in the direction of the cave entrance, and the longing must have shown in my eyes, since Aslan chuckled.

"Return to your loved one, my dear."

"Thank you," I said, hugging the great lion and burying my face in his mane, before picking up my skirts and running out of the cave to where Edmund was.

"Alena, why are you soaking wet?" Edmund asked me as I drew closer to him.

"I fell into a small pool," I lied quickly.

"Where was the pool?"

"Um...no where important."

"Are you sure?" Edmund raised one eyebrow in suspicion.

"Yes," I agreed quickly. "No, why are you down here?"

Edmund closed the gap between us and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Am I not allowed to spend some time alone with you?" he asked, burying his face in my neck.

I giggled as he began pressing kisses to the exposed skin there. I curled my arms around his neck and tilted my head back. Edmund pulled away and kissed my forehead gently.

"I love you," I said, without thinking.

"What?" Edmund froze.

I realised that I had told the 'dream Edmund' that I loved him, when I was in the pool, and that this Edmund didn't know.

"I-I-I-" I stuttered, pulling away from Edmund. "I need to go."

I turned and left Edmund on the beach, whilst trying to fight away tears.

However, as I got halfway up the beach, someone tackled me into the sand. I writhed about and was ready to scream, when I recognised the laugh of the person who tackled me.

"Calm down Alena, it's just me."

"Edmund, what are you doing?" I growled, turning over so I could see him.

"You left, why?" he asked me.

I looked away, biting my lip in sadness.

"I know what you said," he began.

"Then why did you act the way you did?" I interrupted him.

He surprised me by laughing, so I hit his shoulder rather hard.

"Ow! What was that for?"

"Why are you laughing?"

"Because I always thought that I'd be the first one to admit that I love you, and not the other way round."

I looked at Edmund in shock, the breath having left my throat.

"You-you...?"

"Yes, I love you too," Edmund nodded.

I reached up and pulled his head down, so he lips touched mine. As Edmund deepened the kiss, I felt the same pressure, build in my abdomen, which I had felt during my time in the pool. I held onto Edmund's shoulders and used my strength to flip us over, so I was on top of him, my legs either side of his waist. One of my hands was supporting my weight beside Edmund's head, whilst the other was on his shoulder. Edmund had one hand on my lower back and the other in my hair. The hand on Edmund's shoulder trailed down his side, until it reached the hem of his tunic, where I began tugging at the material. Suddenly, Edmund broke the kiss and grabbed my wrist.

"What are you doing?"

I pulled away and sat up, but still sat gently on Edmund.

"Sorry," I hung my head, letting my hair hide my face.

Edmund sat up and put his hands on my shoulders.

"There's no need to apologise, I was just wondering; you've never done anything like that before."

"I just felt like it..." I trailed into silence. "But if you didn't like it, then..."

"No!" Edmund's outburst made me jump. "I mean, I liked it, but don't you think it's going a bit fast?"

"I suppose so," I sighed.

Edmund kissed my nose, and put his hands on my waist.

"Let's head back; I'm sure Susan and Lucy will be dying to hear that we've finally admitted we love each other, now."

I giggled at his expression and got to my feet. I held my hand out and pulled Edmund to his feet, albeit difficultly.

Hand in hand, we walked up the beach and in the direction of Cair Paravel.

"You know, if you think about it, I was the one who caused us to discover Narnia," Peter said, at the dinner table that evening, in the private room.

Lucy snorted, earning a reprimanding look from Susan, and put her fork down.

"Actually, I think you'll find that I found the wardrobe."

"Yes," Edmund cut in, "but if I hadn't hidden in the curtains first, you wouldn't have found the wardrobe, so all the claim goes to me."

"Well if I hadn't thought of the idea to get fresh air, then we wouldn't have played cricket, Edmund wouldn't have broken the window and Mrs. Macready wouldn't have chased us, so we would have carried on thinking Lucy was a liar," Susan added. "And I won that game of hide-and-seek."

"No you didn't!"

"The game didn't actually end!"

An outburst of shouting broke out, causing Caspian to exchange a glance with me.

"Right!" Edmund slammed his fist on the table. "Let's have another game of hide-and-seek!"

"Now?" Susan's eyebrows rose, as she spoke.

"Yes, now," Edmund nodded. "Unless you're scared."

"I'm not scared," Susan replied sharply.

"That's settled then; Peter, you count to one hundred whilst the rest of us hide," Lucy stood up.

"Pardon?" I choked on my water.

However, no one paid any attention to me.

"Come on," Susan grabbed Caspian's hand as she stood.

"Alena, you're in too," Edmund said, holding his hand out towards me.

Slightly confused, I took it and allowed him to help me to my feet.

"One...two...three..." Peter began counting as the five of us left the room and split up in the main hall.

"Why am I coming with you?" I asked Edmund, as he led me down a side corridor. "I thought we were supposed to hide separately."

"We are, but why can't we hide in the same place accidentally?"

I paused slightly, but Edmund just pulled me further into the castle.

We dawdled along the corridors, dodging Peter when we heard his footsteps, until we found the perfect hiding place.

It was the sill of a large window, in the west side of the castle, by a corridor of paintings. Edmund promised me that no one would find us, since the paintings were by an artist who was deemed as a 'crazy Lady-in-waiting'.

The sill Edmund and I sat on was large enough for us to stretch our legs out on. I sat in Edmund's lap, with my legs, bent, either side of him.

Edmund was making me giggle by pressing light kisses to all the scars or wound marks on my arms – and there were a lot due to my carelessness.

"How did you get this one?" Edmund asked me, holding my right arm.

My blue sleeve was pushed up to my elbow, and Edmund was examining a scar on the inside of my forearm.

"I got that when I tried to read a book and walk through a garden of roses – the bleeding didn't stop for two days," I explained.

Edmund let out a chuckle, before gently kissing it. His lips hovered above my skin, making it tingle, before slowly kissing the skin again. He sat up and pulled on my arm, so I was leaning against his chest. I tilted my head up and closed the distance between our lips. Edmund's arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me further onto his lap. I wound my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his hair. Edmund deepened the kiss; opening my lips with his.

"Ed!"

"Alena!"

I jumped at the yells and, with a shriek, fell off the sill and onto the marble floor. I looked up at the people who had yelled, and felt a deep blush cover my cheeks. A laughing Lucy, grinning Susan, smirking Caspian and disgusted Peter were standing a few metres away from the windowsill I had been on a few moments before.

Edmund jumped off the sill and landed beside me. With a faint redness on his cheeks, he helped me to my feet and kept a hold of my hands.

"The point of hide-and-seek is that you had separately," Peter sighed. "Not sit together and kiss."

"Sorry," I muttered, feeling bashful.

Edmund, however, was the complete opposite of me.

"Does this mean we win? Since you're found the others," he asked Peter.

Lucy, who had calmed her laughter down, began giggling at her brother's comment, whilst Peter's eyes narrowed. His smile, though, showed us that he found it funny too.

"I guess so," he replied.

"Let's play again!" yelled Lucy, causing the others to grimace.

I sat next to Edmund on a grassy hill, both of us watching the sunset together. I had spent the previous hour telling Edmund what happened when I was in the pool.

At first, Edmund had reacted badly, by shouting at me for how stupid I was and then telling me I was never to go out on my own again. I had shouted back at him, until I realised he was just wanting to keep me safe, so I kept quiet until he calmed down.

"So, what else happened?" Edmund asked me, in between bites of soft, buttered bread, roasted peppers and tomatoes and venison. "You didn't tell me what we spoke about the night before the duel."

A faint blush spread across my cheeks as I remembered the intimate night.

"Come on, it can't be that bad," Edmund chucked me gently under my chin, as I avoided his gaze.

"Well, we didn't really talk much," I admitted.

"Why?" Edmund's brow furrowed.

"We...well...said we loved each other...and that led to...other...things..."

Edmund looked confused for a few moments, until realisation flickered in his eyes.

"Oh, we..."

"Yes."

A silence passed, so I picked up a piece of bread and nibbled on it.

"How unfair."

I looked up at Edmund, startled by his outburst.

"Sorry?"

"I don't think it's fair that you get all the memories and feelings," he said nonchalantly eating some venison.

"Edmund!" I felt my face heat up in a full blush.

He looked over at me and grinned when he saw how red my face was. Wordlessly, he held his hand out to me, so I took it and allowed him to help me to my feet.

I realised how handsome he looked in the setting sun, as he pulled me gently to him. His brown hair glinted with hints of bronze and his brown eyes were sparkling with love and hints of something else.

He pressed his lips to mine fervently, and I gladly responded. I tugged on his hair as he explored my mouth avidly. He let out a small groan as I pressed myself flush against him, winding my arms around his shoulders. He broke the kiss, allowing us both to breathe, before trailing smaller kisses down my neck.

"Alena, how about we move away from here and to somewhere more private?" he asked me, his voice going huskier and his eyes going darker.

With a smile on my face, I slipped my hand into his and tugged him in the direction of the castle.

Both of us laughing, we ran through the corridors until we reached his room. We threw the doors open, before slamming them shut again.

I looked at him with a smile on my face, before Edmund crushed me against him and pulled me into a dizzying kiss. Our hands were tugging at each other's clothing, anxious to be free of the restrictive prison. As soon as my dress hit the floor, with both of us left in our underwear, Edmund scooped me up and carried me to the bed. I lay on my back with Edmund hovering over me as we shrugged off the last articles of clothing.

In an instant, Edmund was kissing me again, his mouth demanding and our hands roaming, caressing and temping. Edmund then thrust into me, and I felt the same stinging pain as before. As our hips began to rock, creating a delicious motion, the pain gradually died down and was replaced by the fire in my abdomen that I wanted more of.

Moans filled the room as a pace built, and so did the passion.

As I let loose, I groaned Edmund's name, before he collapsed on me, breathing out my name as he finished as well.

"I love you, so much," I murmured to him, as we hugged under the covers.

"I love you too," Edmund replied.

Soon after our exchange and consummation of our love, I slipped into a deep slumber, with Edmund following soon after.

And there was chapter 15 of 'The Call'. I know it's shorter than other chapters, but it was right to end there.

The next chapter begins to introduce The Voyage of The Dawn Treader, which will be following the movie. I'll be making some changes to the end of The Voyage of The Dawn Treader, but it's so it all fits in with my plotline.

Hope you liked this chapter!

Love,

Alexandra.