Author's note: Sorry it's been so long guys, most of you know I'm sure about what happened, that I was in a car accident with my brother, I was in a coma for a month and brother didn't make it. This chapter was really hard for me to write because of what happened but I finally got it but now I'm crying. Oh well. Anyway this story is now dedicated to my brother, he will always be my big brother and he will always be remembered.

ALWAYS REMEMBER JOSEPH ADAM!!

Chapter Two

Peter's Gift

Susan was walking from her campus dorm room, down the street to Miss Betty's house. She was going over the conversation she had with Peter a little more then an hour ago in her head. Maybe she should have gone with them, after all it could be the last time they would see the younger ones for a while.

"Oh well, I can't do anything about it now," Susan said to herself as she rapped on the door.

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After two hours of talk Susan said she had to go, "Thank you for tea, Miss Betty, it was wonderful as usual."

"You're welcome Susan, maybe next time you can bring Peter with you," Miss Betty said with a smile.

"I might do that, Peter will need a break just as much as I will once classes start up again." Susan said with a smile of her own, "Good day."

Susan left the old house walked the short distance back to the University. She reached the girls dorm and sighed as she opened the door, wishing that she had gone with her family. There was nothing she could do about it now though so she climbed the stairs to her dorm room that she shared with two other girls. Susan dug through her purse looking for her key she finally found it, she put it into the lock and opened the door. When she did she was meat with a giant hug from both of her roommates at the same time.

"Girls, I was only gone for a few hours," Susan said with a laugh but then the girls pulled back both of them had tears running down their cheeks, Susan gulped, why were they crying?

"What's the matter?" Susan asked not sure she really wanted to know, the girls didn't answer, "Anna, Jo, what's the matter?"

"You just got a phone call Sue," Anna said the tears continuing to fall down her cheeks.

"What's so bad about a phone call?" Susan asked really beginning to get scared.

"It was to hospital Sue," Jo said her own tears falling.

"Hospital, why is the hospital calling me?" Susan asked now she was really scared as her own tears threatened to fall.

"Susan, there was a railway accident," Anna said putting a hand on her friends shoulder, "It was the Academy Train, and it was the station Peter and Edmund were at-Susan-the train went off the tracks, it hit everyone on the platform, there were no survivors."

"No-NO!!" Susan screamed before falling to floor, not knowing what else to do, Anna and Jo sat down beside her.

"We're so sorry Susan, we know you're whole family was on that train and on the platform," Anna said rubbing small circles on Susan's back.

Susan didn't say anything, she just continued to sob into Jo's shoulder.

"Susan, I know this is going to be hard but they need you to go down to the hospital to identify them," Jo said softly squeezing her friend's hand.

Susan sniffed and nodded. The three girls stood and slowly made their way over to the door.

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To Susan's dismay, the bodies of her parents her brothers, her little sister her cousin and her friend were never found, but the police assured her that there were no survivors.

A memorial was still held in Finchly and Susan dropped out of the University, at least

for that year, she wanted to spend the year at home, in Finchly, near her family members finally resting places, or at least where their headstones were.

Six months went by and all Susan did was go to the market, go to the cemetery, and stay in the house.

Everyday Susan stared at the box that she had gotten from the police the day of the accident. They hadn't found the bodies but what was funny was the fact that they had found cloths just lying there, there was some from seven people and police had given it to Susan hoping that they belonged to her family members, she had yet to open it.

"Okay, I've put it off long enough," Susan said and she walked over to the box that had been haunting her for the past six months and slowly opened it.

There on top proved that the box was meant for Susan, there was Lucy's school jumper and sweater. Susan began to cry as she pulled it out holding it close to her, the scent of lavender and honeysuckle surrounded her, it was Lucy's favorite sent and no matter what she always seemed to smell like it. Susan put it on the floor and ran her hand over the small pockets she was surprised when she felt something in the pocket of the jumper. Susan reached in and pulled out a chain, she smiled because she now knew what it was, on this chain was a glass replica of Lucy's cordial bottle that she had in Narnia only small enough to fit on a chain. Peter had had it made for her for her twelfth birthday, Lucy always wore it. Susan smiled through her tears and placed the necklace back into the pocket an and put Lucy's things into a pile. Next were her parents clothes her father's suit and her mother's dress, then Edmund's cloths, his pants and shirt vest, Susan held them close for a moment before placing them next to Lucy's things. Last of all was Peter's cloths, his pants and his shirt still smelled like him even after six months of being in a box, Susan once again held the cloths close, she was never going to wash them. Just as she was about to place Peter's cloths next to Lucy's Susan felt something in the pocket of his coat. Susan slowly pulled it out, though she had a feeling of what it was, and she was right, it was Peter's leather pocket bible that he always carried.

"Oh, Peter," Susan whispered as she began to cry again. just as she did something fell out of the book.

"What's that?" Susan asked herself as she reached out to pick it up, she gasped when she saw it, it was a note with her name on it, written in Peter's fine hand. Susan sniffed as she opened the note carefully and read her brother's beautiful hand writing.

Susan,

I don't know why I am writing this right now, I just got this strange feeling that I'm never going see you again. We need to talk Susan, face to face, like we use to, but I fear that that chance might never come.

If you look into my coat pocket you will find the rings that we were going to use to send Eustace and Jill back to Narnia. You may not be able to use them, but keep them safe, guard them with everything you have. The book you found this note in now belongs to you, read it Susan, it will lead you back to Narnia, back to Aslan, back to us.

We have been through a lot together over the years Susan, and I hope you never fully forget our time together as siblings. Though we are gone, memories live on, read the book Susan and remember, remember our time in Narnia, all your years as Queen Susan the Gentle, that part of you is still in you Susan, and I know you can find it if you look hard enough.

The train is coming soon; I have to go, always remember Sue that I love you with all my heart, and so do Edmund and Lucy.

All I can leave you with are these words: Read, remember, and believe.

All my Love,

Peter

As Susan finished the note she did all she could do, she cried.