A/N: Hey guys. Just a warning: there are some mature themes in this chapter that may offend some people. If you don't want to read it, you don't have to. You'll just have to wait till the next chapter I guess!

Black And Blue

AllzStar

Had I had time to consider what I was doing and actually think, it wouldn't have happened. I was horrified at myself for what I had just done. But I could not help but feel like I belonged here, tangled up in the sheets, feeling her bare skin on mine. It was amazing, shocking, and wrong, but it definitely had felt right.

As I lay there with one arm slung over her chest, my face nestled in her hair, I slowly became aware of everything, one thing at a time. The first thing I noticed was how beautiful she looked; a single beam of sunlight from the tiny hole in the ceiling was lighting up her face. The next thing I noticed was that I knew it was cold in here, but I was very hot. Then, finally, I noticed that there was blood everywhere.

Rage, white hot and sparking, coiled up inside of me. I made her bleed. I had never been so disgusted with myself. The desperate, hot feeling that had risen in me the night before had driven me to do something I'd really not wanted to do, yet. She had let me, but that was beside the point. I was a monster. She was bleeding for Chrissakes.

I didn't want to wake her. I didn't want her to see the blood.

Slowly, carefully, I pushed myself up and away from her. Feeling very self-conscious, I went behind the screen and poured some water from the kettle into the bath tub. I bit my tongue and forced myself to remain cool as I massaged myself with the soapy, warm water. The last thing I needed was a hard one right now.

I had blood all over my private area, my thighs and splattered up my front. I couldn't help but cry. I was so disgusted. This was all my fault.

When I was finished I pulled on my underwear and some clean trousers as fast as I could. Feeling as if I wanted to cover up every part of my body, I pulled a thick brown leather tunic over my head and combed my hair.

I wet and wrung out the bath cloth, and then took it to Jaxx. Still trying not to wake her, I gently washed her skin free of her blood. I started at her stomach and worked my way down, feeling ashamed and gross as I washed the source of the blood. I was appalled that I could let myself do this, but I didn't want her to see it. I didn't think she'd forgive me if she knew what I had done.

Just when I was wiping the last of the blood from her thigh, she stirred. I jumped. Then I realized I was washing her naked body with a bloody cloth and how awful that would look. I sprang to my feet and sprinted around the screen, quickly disposing of the cloth in the basin. My stomach churned when the water turned red. I didn't have time to empty it now, so I just threw a towel over it and hoped she wouldn't come around here.

She moaned as she woke and I wanted to scream. I sat on my stool and put my head in my hands. I wasn't sure if I could face her.

"Peter?" she called out softly, her voice rough from sleep. "Are you there?"

Was I supposed to just not answer? I couldn't let her think something was horribly wrong. But I couldn't let her go on without knowing she might have been fertilized. I didn't know what to do. I was still crying, and she would know right away something was off if she saw me. I threw some water from the tap on my face and dried it with a towel, but no matter how hard I tried to clean myself, I still felt dirty.

"Peter?"

"I'm here."

"Come here?"

Trying as hard as I could not to break down, I walked around the screen. She was sitting up, clutching the sheets just above her bust. She didn't look scared, or disgusted, or angry. She looked at me with such love and affection that I had to look away and blink madly to clear the guilty tears.

She knew me too well to know that everything was not okay. "Peter? What's wrong?"

I opened my mouth, closed it, and shuffled my feet. I was not doing a good job of covering my mistake. "Everything is…is…." Lie to her? Not lie to her. Lie to her? Not lie to her.

She knew. "What happened?"

"I don't know." Shut up! You know PERFECTLY well! "I feel…strange."

"Why?"

BECAUSE I'VE TAKEN AWAY YOUR PURITY! "I don't know."

"Yes you do."

I MADE YOU BLEED AND NOW YOU'RE GOING TO GET PREGNANT AND I'M SO DISGUSTED WITH MYSELF AND I JUST WANT TO RUN INTO A DARK HOLE AND STAY THERE UNTIL I DIE! "It's nothing. How are you?"

"Peter, answer me. What's wrong?"

"Are you alright?"

"What?"

I bit my lip. "Are you okay? Do you feel…okay?"

"Okay?" Her eyes widened and a smile played at her lips. "Better than okay! I feel wonderful! Oh, Peter, I love you!"

BUGGER BUGGER BUGGER BUGGER BUGGER!

I turned away, for I could not hold in the tears any longer. I leaned against the screen and bawled silently until I couldn't breathe anymore. Then I sobbed.

She was at my side in a second, the sheet wrapped around her slight body. She embraced me from behind, resting her head on my shoulder blade. "Shh, Peter, it's okay. It's okay. You didn't hurt me. You promised you'd never hurt me, and you didn't. It's alright."

"T-that's just it," I sobbed. "I b-broke my promise. I've…done a t-terrible thing. I'm so s-s-sorry!"

"Peter I don't know why you're in this state." She swung around so that she was in between me and the screen, and took my face in her hands. "I've never felt so incredible in my life, so loved, so wanted. Why are you so upset? Everything is fine."

"Everything is definitely not fine!" I cried. I pushed past her and yanked the towel off the basin. "And this is why!"

Jaxx peered around the screen and gasped when she saw the bloody water.

"T-that's all you," I said, my voice shaking violently.

Her expression barely changed. Her eyes just widened a little. "Oh. Oh my….Oh."

"I broke my promise, Jaxx. I promised I'd never hurt you. But I…but I did, I did! I'm s-so sorry."

Jaxx breathed a few times and turned away. She paced the room a couple of times. She looked at herself, at the bloody sheet. She dropped it, and reached for her underwear. She slid on the smoky grey dress and I helped her tie it.

She turned to face me, and I was surprised to see no anger in her eyes, only love. "It doesn't matter. Whatever happens now was meant to happen for a reason. If I do end up…," she touched her stomach, "…at least it's yours."

"You don't understand," I said, taking her face in my hands. "And no one else will. Neither of us is old enough to have a child. And we'll have to get married…oh, Lord, what will Aslan think?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what they think," Jaxx insisted, caressing my face. "Please, Peter. If we have a child, I will love it as I love you."

"I'm not ready."

She sighed and wrapped her arms round me again, pressing her face to my chest. "The people who feel they are not ready are often the ones who are," she whispered, quoting the Great Lion. She tickled my back. "Peter…I love you."

"I love you. More than…anything. In the world." I realized then just how much I really meant it.

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Sorry it's not the longest, I just didn't really want to go into the whole war thing in the same chapter as this one…

Homely: 'Cuz Edmund is a bum! No he's just being moody because he's jealous…

Sakuraangel1327: Yeeeaaah…that was the plan… :-)

Lov3good: I am French! Lol but I hated French class…especially conjugating verbs…yuck.

Mairenn: Thanks so much! I'm glad you liked it. I'm also happy that no one (so far) thinks Peter is OOC…. :-)

Peace People!

AllzStar