Hello there:) My apologies for not updating sooner but I hope this will make up for it, even just a bit? It's a little confusing but please bear with it!

"Lynn!"

I look up from my homework and find a wide-eyed Peter standing at the frame of my door. He rushes toward me and grabs me by the arm, yanking me to my feet. "Peter, what are-" Without another word, he leads us out of my bedroom and down the stairs. I try desperately to keep up but Peter practically is dragging me down each step. We reach the bottom of the stairs and he quickly makes his way through the living room towards the front door. I tilt my head, confused at the sight of the door left wide open. Roughly, I jerk my arm away and look at Peter. He turns toward me and the sight of his glossy blues strike me. "...Would you like to explain to me what's going on?"

He gives me a complicated look and snatches my jacket from the hanger on the wall. My hand is stolen into his and he takes us out of my home, shutting the door behind me. The two of us run through our yards that separate our houses and we soon come to stand beside his car. He holds the door open for me yet I stand my ground.

"Just get in."

The last year passed so fast that I could barely keep up. I submerged myself in my studies the last few months and focused on getting into a good university. My hard work paid off- my grades were immaculate and I made the Dean's List. My parents couldn't stop bragging to their co-workers about how great their kid was and how I was Head Girl. From the outside, my life looked perfect. From the outside, it looked like my future was bright.

I just thought it'd be nice if people remembered me as a good kid when I died.

I slide into the front next to Peter. He frantically starts up the car and pulls out of his family's driveway and into the road. From the corner of my eye, I see him bite his bottom lip and tap his fingers on the steering wheel.

Curiosity eats at me until I break the silence. "What's happening?"I touch Peter's forearm and crease my brow. With one hand, he wipes his mouth and turns to me, shortly taking his attention back to the road. "Where are we going?"

He removes his hand and begins to shake his head. "To the Hospital."

I made new friends, Susan made hers. Whenever I got the chance to see her at school, she would nod her head to me. Just nod her head. Nothing more, nothing less. The thing was, I didn't expect anything else; I was just grateful she acknowledged my existence. I always knew deep down that our friendship would never be the same as it used to be. I prayed for it though. Oh well, at least she was being civil towards me, right? I watched from afar as she went through boys if they were rubbish. I held my tongue whenever I saw her flee across the street to Hendon House to flirt with her beau at the time. What bothered me most was that I could never recognize the same boy, it was always a new one each week. And God, they were always blonde, blue-eyed and blonde. They were always the exact opposite of George...the exact opposite of Caspian.

We run through the entrance doors and halt at the front desk.

"May I help you?" The receptionist asks, quite baffled by our abrupt and loud appearance.

"What room is he in?"

"Excuse me, sir? Who may you be ref-"

"James Keynes."

Dad?

My heart drops in my chest and I can feel my knees weaken. Why, dear God why? Just this morning, I had said goodbye to him as he left for work. He had looked perfectly fine. I think of all the times my father had brushed his lips against my forehead to say goodbye each morning. Tears begin to form in my eyes and my legs give out. Peter catches me and holds me close to him, comfortingly rubbing my back. I grab onto his shirt and dig my face into his chest. "What room is James Keynes in?"

The woman realizes the seriousness in Peter's voice and hurriedly checks a clipboard. "R-Room 302. Take 2 flights of stairs and it should be the second door on your left."

I lift my head and look Peter dead in the eye. He puts us at arms distance and makes sure I can balance myself. Soon, my hand is in his and we bolt up the stairs. Nurses and doctors make way for us as we charge towards room 302. Peter slams the door open and pulls me through. At first, I find my mother sitting on a chair beside the bed but my eyes soon trail to find my father, pale and wrapped in the hospital's white bed sheets. I let go of Peter's hand and search for my fathers'.

"Evalynn," my mother sobs. I look up as she caresses my father's cheek.

"How did this happen?"

She freezes and clutches the side of the bed for support. "He was on his way out from his office when all of a sudden...this...this happened. One of his co-workers came to fetch me and I came here immediately. I tried calling the house but there was no answer so I called your Aunt Helen. She sent Peter to get you and bring you here."

"I don't understand," I cry. "Why him though, mum? Why dad?"

"I don't know, dear. The doctors said his blood pressure was too high and he had a stroke and-"

I tune the rest out as I wrap my arms around my father's shoulders. Tears entwine into the fabrics of his shirt and I shake my head into his upper-body.

"Please, dad." I weep. "Wake up! I need you."

Peter begins to support my mother as she breaks down. Her arms wrap around my waist as she tries to pull me away from my father. "Lynn, stop. You shouldn't-" She chokes on her own words yet keeps up her efforts to pry me off."

"Please don't leave yet," I whimper. "I can't loose you too." My fingers loose contact with my father's and I'm pulled out of the room, thrashing in the arms of Peter.

Our parents could never quite figure out what was going on between Susan and I. Edmund had helped me out and explained that we grew apart due to separate classes. Also, Jennifer Dunham apparently begged Susan to room with her since Jennifer had no other friends and I had told Susan to agree. I can thank Lucy for that one. Susan and I got accepted into different universities. I decided to stay close to home, Susan decided to rent an apartment in London and never look back. Aunt Helen says Peter checks up on her when he's not studying. Only I can tell that's a flat out lie. Peter's always studying and Susan would never even dare to open the door to him. A week before school was to start, I got a nervous feeling in my stomach. I didn't know what I was doing with my life. I didn't understand why I was going to school when I probably would never be able to use it in the future. God, I didn't know how long my future was.

"It'll be alright, Lynn." Lucy loosens her arms around my body and pats my arm. "Stay strong, alright?"

I nod and she walks out the door to join her family and my mother in the lobby. I begin to walk over to my dad when I hear a faint knock. Behind me stands Susan, her eyes tinted red. I give her a small smile and she surprises me when she returns it. "Do you think we could talk?" I glance at my father and look back at her. "Please?"

Slowly, I bob my head up and down and seat myself in the nearest chair. I pat the one beside my own and Susan complies. "What would you like to talk about?"

"Us."

I rest my hands in my lap and cross my ankles. "Mhmm."

"I want to thank you," she whispers. "For saving my life."

She lays her hand on my knee and gives it a squeeze. "Susan, I didn't save-"

"Yes," she cuts. "You did. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here right now." This time, she gives me a genuine smile and I blink a tear away.

"I miss you."

She stays silent then forms the soft words, "I miss you too." Happiness drowns me inside and in less than a second, I wrap my arms around her neck and hold her fiercely.

"God, Su. I've missed you so much!" Gradually, she accepts and works her way into the hug. I can feel her arms squeezing my sides. We soak in each other's presence and also the other's tears on our shirts. A knock interrupts us and Edmund pokes his head in. "Hello, Edmund."

He raises his hand and looks at his sister. "I think it'd be nice if we give Lynn here some time alone for a moment."

Susan's eyes meet mine, looking for any trace of need. "I'll be alright," I mouth. She pats my shoulder and walks out with Edmund. A few minutes after they leave, I stay in the chair and try to look anywhere else but at the bed. When I calm my mind, I straighten up and scoot my chair to my father's bedside.

Again, I take his hand and draw tiny circles on the back of his palm. His chest raises and falls ever so slowly and I reach into my pocket for a tissue. "Hi dad." I laugh to myself when I realize he probably can't hear me. "I love you...but I think you already knew that... I'm so sorry for all those days we bickered at each other. I'm sorry for not spending as much time with you as I could and for failing that math test you helped my study so hard for back in the 7th grade...But please, just wake up. I promise, dad, I promise that if you wake up, we'll spend more time together and we'll go back to how we were back in America. Back to how you, me, and mum, and Theo played baseball in the backyard back in New York...We were so happy...weren't we?" I bring the tissue to my eyes and clench onto my father's hand tighter.

In that moment, a lion's roar sounds and I look around each inch of the room. "Aslan?" I dry my tears and stand up. "Aslan?"

At first, nothing happens. I begin to think it's just my imagination yet just as I sit down, I swear I hear Aslan's voice in my ear. "It's almost his time," He urges. " He'll be coming with me back to my country, dear one." I see no lion in the room with us so I begin to shake my head.

"Aslan...Aslan, are you-"

"He'll be fine, Evalynn." His soft yet firm voice reassures me. "Go say your partings. You shall see each other again soon enough, I promise you that." A gust of wind blows on my back and sends my hair flaying in all directions.

I look down at my father's body and sit back down. "Dad..." I croak. "...Don't worry about mum and I, okay? We'll take care of each other. I just want...I just you to be at peace when you go into Aslan's country." I kiss my dad's hand and hold it against my cheek. "Dad...Daddy...You're going to a good place. A place where only the best people enter. It's the same place where Theo is...I know you'll find each other and everything will turn out fine..."

"And one day, mum and I will meet you two there and we'll be together again."His breathing becomes slower and slower. "And daddy, there's another person I love very much there too. His name's Liam and I want you to be nice to him, alright?...Alright, daddy?"

I feel him slipping right through my fingers. "I hope you quickly grow to love Aslan as much as I do...It's hard not to." And right there, I know it's time. "I love you, so much."

He becomes still and I continue to look at him in disbelief. "Nurse..." I call out. "NURSE!"

I cup the warm mug in my hands and look outside the kitchen window. Outside, it rains. It's been raining ever since the funeral 2 days ago. The aroma of flowers fills the house and I look at the countless dishes of food on the counter that people keep bringing. My mother walks into the kitchen covered in black. I grimace at the painful sight and find that she has a few papers in her hand.

"What's that?" I ask.

She doesn't answer. She looks at me and begins to cry. "Oh, Lynn."

"What is it, mum?" She envelopes me in a hug and my worries grow. As she lets go, the papers brush against my back and draw my attention. "What are those?"

"A letter from your grandmother," she solemnly states.

"From grandma?" I begin to light up for a moment and straighten up. "What does it-"

"Evalynn, we're going back to America."

Questions I received(1): "Y U SO SLOW? IVE BEEN WAITING FOREVERR! UPDATE NOW PLEASE!" Well, hello to you too~ Glad you missed me as much as I've missed you;) Here's your update! I hope to get another one to you again soon before Christmas:)

(2): "Can u please just get susan adn lynn back to being best friends? I miss that):" Awwwwww, I missed it too, my friend! Hope you're satisfied with this chapter then:))

(3): "TRUMPKINNNNNNNNNN! Bring him back!" This by far is probably one of my favorite things I've ever read. I miss him too! Don't worry, he'll be back soon enough.

Author's Note: Super, super sorry I haven't updated in a while:( I hope you all are enjoying the holiday season and staying warm! I'm aware this chapter is confusing and yes, it can be seen as quite depressing. I had other plans of how the plot was going to go but I decided to take this route. My friend died recently so I just sort of vented my feelings through this; excuse all the crying. Yeahhh, hopefully when I update next, It'll all make more sense! Oh, if you're disappointed with this chapter, I'm not sorry:) Aren't you glad Susan and Lynn are friends again?:) Review to make my week?