There upon the window seat is Susan, just looking out the window as the snow falls in heavy clumps. It has been a good month since the incident in the bathroom. There were times she tries to sneak to do it again, but the guilt always gets to her before she is able to follow through. It doesn't help that her siblings were around every second of the day to watch her. She knew why they didn't trust her by herself, yet… Lucy is easing up a bit and beginning to talk to her like a normal person again. Susan couldn't stand it, not being able to have their trust. Well, that is what you get for trying to kill yourself, Suz… She thinks this with a sigh, a shrug as she moves to stand.

Peter walks in, with a book in hand and one of her favorite Shakespearean plays. He gives a bit of a chuckle, handing her the book and leaving without a word. He didn't really have to with the fact she probably is going crazy. She shakes her head again, a soft smile on her lips that disappears upon seeing a crying Lucy. Instantly upon her feet going to the door, there Lucy meets her in a tight bear hug and placing her head on Lucy's.

"Lucy, what happened?" Susan pulls away a bit to look at her.

"I couldn't stop it Susan! H…h..he wouldn't stop pushing him!" She begins to shake then, shaking her head in what seemed denial. "The train…"

Susan didn't need to be told what else had happened. Though she wondered who this all involved anyways. She looks up to see Edmund walking in through the door with a grave look upon his face. Apparently he had seen the same thing and just walks past. He looks so pale, sickly in a way one would when having the flu. Though there is a hollow look in his eyes, something she hadn't seen since after the White Queen. Who was involved and why?!

"Susan!" Peter yells from the hall. "The police are here to talk to you…"

Peter looks at her with sadness in his eyes, making Susan quite nervous now and wonder what is going on. So, she walks to the door and looks to see the policeman there, they speak with her about her ex-fiancé and how he acted. Where she had met him: those types of questions. She has a better idea of what was going on now, who has been involved in this. They also want to speak with Lucy and Edmund to get their sides of the story.

After everything has happened, Edmund might not have anything to worry about. He had not touched Susan's ex and was only trying to get out of the way, only for the ex to fall onto the tracks. The rest could explain itself and the grief that goes along with it only settles. Even though Susan did not love him like she had wanted, tears still fall. She breaks down, face in hands and falls back onto the window seat.

After a few moments she quietly makes her way to her room, shaking her head. She understood all that was going on, but why did this happen? Why did all this bad have to happen to her family? To her? She wonders all of this with so many more questions running through her mind. Oh Aslan, why will you not answer and just let us come back and stay? There is nothing here for us anymore... A heavy sigh comes from her as she begins to cry. She stays in her room, not knowing what her family is doing.

Lucy stands outside of Susan's door, listening to her soft whimpers and gasps. With slumping shoulders and a hanging head, she moves on to Edmund's room. She knocks on the door before slowly opening it after he speaks to enter. He lifts his head, looking to Lucy with a hollowing look of grief. He skin pale and he clammy, even now. He heaves a sigh, brown eyes looking to the ground.

"Why do I always end up doing bad things, Lucy?" His voice is soft, a heaviness to it.

"Edmund it was not your fault! You only moved out of the way!" Hands upon her hips, Lucy steps forward. She getting a bit sick of her brother's guilt getting in the way of his feelings. "You did not know he was going to fall onto the tracks, Edmund..."

She is then leaning forward, placing fingers under her brother's chin to lift it. She wants to look him in the eyes so he could see the compassion, the comfort she is trying to give. She moves to sit beside him on his bed, wrapping arms about from the side. Her head rests upon his shoulder now, looking to the door. There stands Peter with arms crossed and listening.

"She is right Edmund, it isn't your fault the bloody bastard wouldn't stop pushing you."

"Well... You saw how Susan took the news! He's dead and how is she going to be now?! Don't you think this is going to make her worse?"

Peter and Lucy look to each other as if this is the first time this crossed their minds. Edmund just gives a groan as if he is just wanting to die himself. How he hasn't ended up like Susan, none of them knew. Lucy stands with her arms still about her brother, urging him up and towards the door. She is going to take him to Susan to show just how much it really is effecting her. It was not so bad and maybe, just maybe, she would begin to get better now.

"We're going to go see Susan, we all need to be together at the moment."

Peter is behind them and steering them forward, hands on Edmund's shoulders. They approach the targeted door just as it swings open. Susan looks worse for wear, but there is a small smile on her lips. It is horrible, even though there seems to be a large burden lifted from her shoulders. This is one less thing she had to worry about, no one threatening her family and friends. She moves forward to hug her brother with Lucy.