"Lynn! Lynn! Please wake up, Lynn!"

My eyes flutter open and I see Lilliandil sitting on a stool at my bedside, crying on my lap. Caspian tries to soothe his wife by rubbing her back and whispering things into her ear. I look down and find a wide, red circle visible on my body through my bedsheets.

"What happened?" I ask in a raspy voice. The two look up and stare at me with unbelieving eyes.

"You're awake!" Caspian rejoices.

"Liam!" Lilliandil says softly then repeats louder. "LIAM! LIAM! COME IN HERE! SHE'S AWAKE! LYNN'S AWAKE!"

A puffy, red-eyed yet alive Liam enters the room and nearly falls over. He covers his mouth and holds onto the doorframe. "You're awake..." He runs to my other side and grips my arm. "I'm so sorry, Lynn, I'm so sorry! I wasn't there to stop him and-and look what he did to you! God, I'm so sorry!" He breaks down in front of me and all my body allows me do is stare at him. He buries his face in his hands and I turn my head to face the ceiling. I'm quickly swallowed back under.

I sit in the meadow again, just like I had with Aslan. My hands fall to my abdomen and I'm surprised to see I'm perfectly fine-no blood in sight.

From behind me, a high voice calls my name. "Lynn?"

I turn around and dig my nails into the dirt. Tears erupt from my eyes as I scramble to my feet. The petite girl runs forward and embraces me. I wrap my arms around her as though she'll disappear the next second and sob into her hair.

"Lucy!" I muffle. I loosen my grip a little and look at her. "You're here! Thank Aslan, you're here!"

"Where am I?" She pipes, trying to play dumb.

"It's alright, Lu. I know all about Narnia. You can relax."

Her mouth drops as she finally realizes I know everything. "We're in Narnia! Oh my, I thought I wasn't suppose to return?"

"I think I know why we're here. I blew Susan's horn when the dwarf was..." My body shudders at the memory and Lucy holds me tighter.

"What dwarf? WAS IT TRUMPKIN? IS TRUMPKIN HERE WITH YOU?"

"No," I sadly tell her. "I'm sorry. He's back at the castle. Lucy, I think you're here because I was attacked and I blew the horn to call for help."

She steps back and eyes me from head to toe. "Attacked? Where? Are you okay, Lynn?"

"I'm fine Lu, really! It's weird, I'm fine here but back in the castle I'm practically dying."

"Dying?" Lucy repeats hysterically. "Lynn, that's not considered 'being fine,' you're dying!"

"Forget it," I sigh. "Where are your siblings? Are you here alone?"

She nods and holds my hands. "I'm alone...Or at least I'm pretty sure I'm alone. When I arrived, I was the only one in the woods."

"That's okay. I'm just really glad to see you, I missed you so much!"

"I missed you too! Well, talking to you and all. I mean, we visit you but it's kinda weird since Susan's always by your side crying and-"

Lucy speaks so fast so I can hardly keep up. I catch the last part and grip her hands tighter. "What do you mean always by my side? Lu, I've been in Narnia this whole time! Why would Susan be crying?"

She tilts her head in confusion and quickly mends, putting on a worried expression. "That's right...Lynn, I don't know exactly how to tell you this..."

"What?" I rave. "What is it, Lu? Just tell me, I need to know!"

Pause. Lucy stares at our hands and looks up at me. "Back home, back on Earth, you're in a hospital in London. Lynn, you've been in a coma for a month now."

I shake my head and let go of her. I back up a little and bring my head to my forehead. "How is that possible? I told you, I've been in Narnia! This is so confusing! I've only been here for 3 days but it's been a month back home?"

"Well, you see, time in Narnia and time back home can be very unpredictable."

"Yes, I've read the history books about your visits."

She nods and sits herself down on the bed of flowers. I do the same and lie down, closing my eyes.

"Why do you suppose I'm here?"

I have to think about this one. "Maybe Aslan wanted me to have someone to talk to, Lu. It hasn't exactly been a walk in the park for me lately."

"But surely someone in the castle is willing to talk to you?"

"Of course but perhaps Aslan thought I could use your words of wisdom...Could I ask you something?"

"Anything."

I take a deep breath and slowly let it out. "How do stay so...faithful to Aslan. To Narnia? Doesn't it hurt you like it does to Susan?"

"Well, of course it hurts but wouldn't it hurt Aslan more if I stopped believing? Aslan has done so much for us: comfort us, protect us, love us. The least we can do is have faith in him, believe in him." I admire her innocent, childish response. Sometimes younger ones have the purest and smartest answers to everything.

"I never thought about it like that..."

A lions roar fills the air and we both sit up. "Aslan!" Lucy shrieks. From the woods, the great lion appears and walks toward us. Lucy gets up and tackles the lion to the ground in a hug.

"It's good to see you again, Lucy," Aslan states in a joyous tone. I walk over and perch myself next to the two.

"Hello, Aslan."

His amber eyes soften as he sees me and I smile. "Hello, Evalynn."

"Aslan," Lucy whispers, gaining back his attention. "I thought I was not supposed to come back?"

"Dear one, I'm sorry to say but you're not exactly in Narnia. Both of you are asleep in the worlds you are in. Lucy, I have brought you here to help guide Evalynn, to help her. Soon, she will return to you and your siblings back to your home world but she still has much to learn here." Lucy hangs her head a little and Aslan brushes his head against hers. "Do not fret, my child, for I am always with you."

"I know," Lucy reassures. Aslan stands up and both Lucy and I follow.

"You two will shortly wake up back in your worlds. This is goodbye for now but we shall see each other another day."

Lucy smiles and closes her eyes. "See you soon, Lynn...Goodbye, Aslan."

"Goodbye, Lucy." Aslan blows a gust of air into the young girl's face and in a blink of an eye, she disappears. I close my eyes and wait for Aslan to send me back to the castle. "Not quite yet, Evalynn. I must talk to you about some things."

I open my eyes and he motions for me to get up. I do as does himself. "What would you like to talk about?"

"Let us walk," he whispers as he beckons for me to follow him into the woods.

The trees dance around us as we walk past them, their slender branches caress my face in a friendly greeting. My feet begin to feel heavy once I recognize the direction we're headed in and I stop in my tracks.

"Please, Aslan. Please don't make me go back there," I plead.

He stares back at me and I quickly run up to stand beside him. "Hold onto me and do not be afraid."

I dig my hand into his fur and feel all uneasiness wash away. We walk closer and closer and eventually stop at the sight.

"Why did you take me back here?"

He stays still and looks at the forgotten knife submerged in a pile of leafs. "Tell me, why do you think I didn't come to save you?" Aslan asks me.

My hand slowly falls from his body and we turn to face each other. "I don't know, Aslan. I honestly don't know what to tell you."

We stand in silence and even the trees pause their movements. "It pained me," the great lion explains. "It really pained me to watch my child be hurt but I couldn't help. I had to let you grow, just as Caspian explained. Evalynn, I'm sorry I didn't come to you when Jadis attacked you. I'm especially sorry I didn't come to help you yesterday. You have to understand it was for your sake, dear one."

I embrace the lion and blink back tears. "It's alright, Aslan, I'm fine. I believe in you...I have faith in you."

His body relaxes and I tightly shut my eyes. "I have decided to let you stay in Narnia a bit longer. Take your time to heal, take your time to explore my land."

"Thank you," I whisper into his shoulder. My tears fall more rapidly and bury themselves into Aslan's mane.

"I have so much love for you, Evalynn. Don't forget that. Now, it's time for you to return to Cair Paravel." I let go and step back, eyes still closed. "And remember my words from before: Do not be afraid to open up to the Narnians."

"Never." My hair blows back as his breath touches my face.

I wake up with a smile on my face. Lilliandil sits in the corner, a book in her lap. Caspian must have gone back to his duties as king since he's not in sight. Liam sits on a chair with his head on the side of my bed asleep, his large, warm hands surrounding my left hand. I coax myself up and lean against the wooden headboard. "Good Morning."

Lilliandil's head pops up and the book flies to the ground. She gets up from her seat and rushes to my other side. "Stay with me, Lynn!"

Liam starts to stir from all the noise and he suddenly shoots up. His hazy eyes stare at me and he tightens his grasp around my hand. "You're awake! Oh Lynn, please try to stay awake this time," he urges me.

I look from Liam to Lilliandil and feel my smile grow. "Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere."

A little something you should know: So you may wonder: "Dang, why is this story so dramatic and why does Lynn seem like she's PMSing all the time?" My answer to that is cause I'm Filipino:p I know what you're thinking, "whaaa?" I grew up watching Filipino/Asian dramas and that stuff is insane(yet entertaining) If someone isn't dying, crying, of looking for their long-lost kid, you're probably watching the news-_-)

ANYWAYS, Ta-Daa~ I betcha didn't guess Lucy would come back, did ya? I don't know, Lucy's one of my favorite characters and I kinda missed her in the story. I also learned that the more I write about Lilliandil, the less I hate her-Dare say I actually am starting to grow fond of her? So, yeah. Writers block is messing up my mind! Review suggestions, opinions, love, or just cause:3 You know reviews make my day! I'll make sure to update soon:D

Much appreciation xx