Here it is! The third, and final part, to my three shot. I would like to thank the following people who reviewed:

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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Narnian characters, or the song Brothers by Dean Brody, which was my inspiration for this story.

Two years.

Two years since Peter had left to go to war.

Two years since they had seen their beloved brother.

Two years of waiting and praying. Praying for their brother's safe return. Waiting for the letter.

A week ago, they had received that letter.

The letter saying that Peter was coming home.

Now, they waited at the train station, along with many other families, to welcome their deployed family members' home. Home for good.

The train station was quiet, for the most part, but as the minutes ticked by, Edmund could hear people starting to get restless.

Observing his own family, Edmund spotted some tell tail signs that they were also anxious for the train's arrival. His mother's gaze kept alternating between the tracks and a clock on the wall. Susan was drumming her fingers against her leg. Lucy was biting on her bottom lip.

Edmund could feel his own anxiousness. When they were back in Narnia, he would throw himself into his work whenever Peter had to go somewhere without him. Thankfully, those times were few and far between. However, they weren't in Narnia, and there was nothing that Edmund could do, short of starting to pace.

Finally, after what seemed to be the longest ten minutes of Edmund's life, the sound of a train horn could be heard, coming from the tunnel. The noise level in the station increased as the train pulled in, and people became more alert. The noise level really increased as soldiers started to exit the train and were reunited with their families.

Edmund didn't pay them any attention though, for he had just spotted a very familiar face exit the train.

Peter.

Edmund smiled as he watched Lucy practically tackle Peter to the ground in a hug. Susan was in such a good mood, she didn't even scold Lucy for it, for which Edmund was thankful. After giving the girls, and his mother, a hug, Peter turned to face him.

As Edmund looked into those familiar blue eyes, he drew his brother into a hug. Whether it was proper or not, Edmund didn't care. He was too happy about having his brother home, to care.

Edmund awoke that night, to the sound of someone moaning. Blinking his eyes, he tried to make sense as to why the moaning seemed to be coming from Peter's bed, before he remembered that Peter had come home from the war today.

Approaching his older brother's bed, Edmund could see his brother moving around a lot, occasionally letting out a sound. Peter was having a nightmare.

"Peter. Peter!" Edmund said, shaking his brother's shoulder, trying to wake him up. "Peter!"

Edmund watched as his brother's eyes snapped open, and aimed a punch at his face. It was with years of training, that Edmund was able to dodge this punch.

"Easy, Peter! It's me! It's Edmund!" he said, trying not to make too much noise.

He could see clarity come back into Peter's eyes, as the fear started to leave. "Ed?"

"Yes, Pete," Edmund said, approaching the bed again. "You were having a nightmare."

As Peter ran his hands over his face, Edmund could see the stress, and fear, that wasn't present at the train station. Sitting on the bed, he watched his brother. The war had changed him. There was a haunted look in his eyes that wasn't there before.

"It is so different than Narnia, Ed," Peter said, so quietly it was practically a whisper. "There is no honor."

"The war?"

Peter nodded, squeezing his brother's hand. Edmund didn't even flinch as he watched his brother.

"It isn't just the people actively fighting in the war that are killed, Ed." Edmund could hear the pain, and helplessness, in Peter's voice. "Childern. People that want nothing to do with this war. They are all killed. Some of the soldiers, they don't care who dies as long as the enemy goes with them. What's worse, is that I couldn't stop it."

Edmund was both shocked and disgusted at the idea of children being killed. Peter was right, there was no honor.

"Peter," Edmund said, forcing his brother to look him in the eye, "You were able to stop it. If you, and all the other allied soldiers, hadn't gone to fight, than a lot more innocent people would have been killed, and more people would be dying every day. Not everyone can be saved."

When Peter didn't say anything, Edmund pulled him into a hug, which, after a few seconds, Peter returned. After a few minutes, Peter broke the hug, but didn't remove his hands from his brother's shoulders.

"Thanks, Ed," Peter said, giving Edmund a small smile.

"That's what brothers are for, Pete."

It is now complete! So, what did you think? I hope that Edmund didn't come off as being cold at the end, but I think that with his character, he would be the more realistic one out of the brothers. I hope he was in character for the most part.

I would just like to give one last thank you to everyone who has read this. It is nice to see that people enjoy it.

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