A/N: *sigh* This story has come to an end, a sad, screeching end. I'm EXTREMELY disappointed with this chapter, but truth be told, I have run out of inspiration for the story and I needed to get it done and I knew if I didn't do it now, It would never get updated. Please don't kill me! I know how hideous this chapter is, trust me I know.

"Peter Pevensie, get up this instant or I will end you!"

A blonde head popped up long enough to find a stray pillow, before grabbing it and slamming his head back down, covering it with said pillow. An angry hand flung out, ripping the sheets away from his body, exposing both of them.

A yelp escaped the first one, his pale body leaping from the bed and slamming into the wall. "Susan, how dare you!"

"Oh please, Edmund, do put on some clothes! You're blinding me!" She reached a hand up to cover her eyes, turning her face away in disgust.

The second just groaned, yanking the sheets back up over his body and shifting so he was more comfortable. Susan rolled her eyes, yanking them down again to expose his naked body. He didn't fight back this time, but lay exposed for the entire world (or just the people in this room) to see.

She scowled, shifting weight to her other foot and crossing her arms. "Peter Pevensie, get up now!"

The youngest of the three struggled to get his pants on, hastily tugging them on only to get his foot caught on the pant leg. He persevered though, his hands clumsily fumbling with the buttons once they were on. The other rolled over, his hand coming up to shield his eyes from the light.

"To think you two are actually swordsmen, let alone kings." She rolled her eyes at the clumsy king to her right and the lazy one directly in front of her. "Anyway, it's almost noon and if you two want to get anything done, or eat, I suggest you get up."

Peter pulled his arm away, propping himself upon his elbows. "Eat?"

"Yes, intake food. You know the drill." She turned away from her naked brother as he swung his feet over the side of the bed, clambering to his feet and grabbing the trousers nearest to him. "I need to talk to you by the way."

"I'm in trouble, aren't I?" He tugged the trousers on, trying to do the buttons on the front. "Edmund, I think I grabbed yours. These don't fit."

"Yeah, I know." The darker one smirked, laughing as Peter sucked in his breath to do the button. "Fatty."

"Shut up." He smiled good-naturedly.

"As cute as you two are, please do hurry up." Susan tapped her fingers against the wood.

"Do you want to see us in all our glory or something?" Edmund gestured between him and his brother. "Cause otherwise I'd scram."

Susan did so.

"G'morning, by the way." Peter smiled, extending his hand out towards his little brother.

Edmund smiled, and half-limped over to where Peter stood, his hand feather-light on Peter's bicep. A kiss was pressed to his lips and Edmund smiled into it, his arms tightening around Peter's midsection. A crash was heard from downstairs and Caspian's cursing filled the narrow hallway, causing both of them to laugh quietly into the kiss.

Peter pulled away, his hand still holding the back of Edmund's head, fingers twined in his hair. "Caspian struggles."

"Obviously." Edmund smirked, his hand dropping from Peter's arm.

Peter studied his brother for a little longer then smiled, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. "You know, I love smiling in a kiss. Something about it is so..."

"Exhilarating?" Edmund smirked, nodding his head before pulling away. "I know what you mean."

Peter just smirked at him, before exhaling heavily. "But seriously, Ed, these pants are yours."

His brother just laughed.

"I don't understand." Peter whispered, his hands clumsily shaking at his sides. "Why?"

"The lessons you have learned here," the Great Lion bowed his head, "have come to an end. You must apply your new knowledge to your own world."

"Oh, but Aslan! Lucy will..." Susan took a minute to breathe in deeply.

"Dear Ones, sit at my feet, I must tell you something." The children did so and the Lion sat back on his haunches, "Since I brought you in this world, all of you have learned lessons that have changed you. But you, being the oldest of the four, have learned all you can learn. Now I must take you and put you back into the world where you can use these lessons. I love you, my children. You have served me well, and I will be with you, even when you return to your world."

"I don't understand, Aslan. I mean...Edmund and Lucy, they've changed too." Peter whispered. "Have we done something wrong?"

"No, Son of Adam. Edmund and Lucy have yet to learn all the lessons you have." The Lion sighed deeply, "You're brother and sister will face many difficult trials while they come to know these lessons, and so will you in your own world. My return is near though, do not worry."

"I still don't understand." Susan whispered.

Aslan looked to the female almost sadly. "Susan, you must be strong. Keep your faith in me and I will deliver you."

"Aslan, I would never doubt you!"

His eyes saddened greatly, turning to look at Peter. "Your family will go through a difficult time once you return, but you must stay strong."

"Aslan, I c-can't. They don't accept me there! They treat me as if," the older paused, searching for a good choice of words and spitting them out as if they were acid against his tongue, "as if I am a child!"

The Lion smiled in a comforting way and lay his heavy pal on Peter's broad shoulder. "Dear child, to them you are, but you must show them that you are not.

He nodded, dropping to his knees in front of the Great Lion and inclining his head. "Thank you, Aslan."

"Look to me for strength, you will need it." He purred gently. "Edmund and Lucy will need you."

"I cannot protect them when they are here and I am there." Peter whispered, his hand finding Susan's cold one and wrapping his fingers around hers.

"Edmund is strong enough to protect physically, I have no doubt in his strength." The Lion sat up and walked forward. "When they return though, everything will be different. They will be different."

Peter trembled and Susan inhaled sharply. "Aslan, I'm scared."

Aslan's chestnut honey eyes turned to Susan, seeing through her. "Do not be, dear child of mine, for fear is the very source of your downfall."

"My downfall?"

Aslan didn't respond, just turned away and sighed. "Everyone falls down at one point, dear child. Peter and Edmund have faced theirs."

There was a sudden commotion to their left and Aslan paused, his giant paws pressing softly to the stone. The soft, gentle eyes of the Great Lion turned towards the entrance of the castle. Caspian stood awkwardly at the bottom of the steps, his eyes focused only on the Gentle Queen. His eyes flickered towards the large cat, and lowered his eyes in shame as he turned to leave.

"Your Majesty?" Aslan called after him.

"We are ready." He replied after a brief moment of silence. "Everyone has assembled."

Aslan nodded his great head, his mane flowing gently in the wind. Caspian turned to leave, Susan staring after him with a look of sorrow and regret. Peter's fingers twisted uncertainly in Aslan's mane.

"Aslan, will you excuse me?"

Aslan turned back to him, disappointment flashing in his chestnut eyes, but he nodded. "Of course."

Peter ignored the stares on his back, only focused on the stairs that led to the upper levels. He climbed them, two at a time, until he reached the hallway that would lead to his room. The maids were quiet use to the silence of the nobles, so you can only imagine their surprise when the High King of Old came sprinting by them, knocking them off balance. King Peter paid them no heed though, just yanked his door open and stumbled inside.

Of course, the one thing he had been intending to see wasn't here. Typical Edmund.

He turned on his heels and sprinted back down the back hallway, sending the maids into another spiral of confusion. However, the thing was, it should never take a king so long to find his brother. He searched in the throne room (even taking the liberty of checking behind the thrones), the kitchens, the library, the armory, the bedrooms, everywhere, but his younger brother was absolutely nowhere to be found.

Then of course, he stumbled across his younger sister, a look of desperation and frustration evident in his crystal eyes. "Please, tell me you know where Edmund is."

Her eyebrows raised, amusement hidden beneath her eyes. "Is that why you took off running before? And you still haven't managed to find him?"

"Just tell me." He said flatly.

"He's in the garden," She pointed him towards a door, "with Lucy. I advise you keep it short though. Caspian is waiting with the assembly."

"I will. I will." He muttered as he shifted into a jog.

The sun wasn't exactly pleasant on his eyes, but he ignored its brightness anyway, ocean eyes searching for the black mop of hair. Laughter caused him to snap his head to his left, a little too quickly, and scanned that area. Sure enough, the younger siblings were lying on the grass, the younger of the two's head lying against the elder's chest, his fingers entangled in her hair. They looked to be talking, joking around about something, judging by the laughter that spilled from the younger one's lips.

Peter set out towards them, on the brink of tears (blinking them away rapidly). Edmund spotted him when he was a few feet away and sat up quickly, Lucy's head falling from his chest. He saw the sorrow in Peter's eyes, saw the bottom lip disappear behind his teeth, saw the way his stride was less noble and more tired. He pulled himself to his feet, his mouth opening to ask what was wrong, but he found his mouth preoccupied with something else. Peter had not only slammed their mouths together, but had also twisted Edmund's tunic in his hand, yanking him even closer.

Lucy sat awkwardly on the grass, her eyes casting away in embarrassment.

Edmund attempted to break away from the older, the taste of Peter's tears still ripe on his tongue. His hands went up to cup his brother's cheek, his other hand at the nape of his neck. Peter pulled away briefly, their mouths hovering only centimeters from each other.

"Peter." Edmund tried, his lips brushing against the elder's as he spoke. "Peter, what's wrong?"

The blue eyes vanished behind his eyelids, kissing the younger again. "Nothing."

"I'm not completely daft, Peter." He whispered. "What's going on?"

Peter said nothing, just wrapped his arms around his younger brother, pulling him against his body in an embrace. Edmund slowly returned the hug, concern coursing through his entire body. Peter breathed silently against the other body, his cheek pressing to the course hair, his hand tangling itself in it. "I love you."

Edmund's eyes fluttered close, the warmth of his brother's shoulder pressing to his hollow cheek. "I love you too."

Peter pulled back, and though the tears still flowed there was a smile on his face, and hope in his once sorrowful eyes. He kissed the younger one's forehead, hands still cradling his face. "Then we'll get through this."

Lucy angled her head up to the balcony above them, her eyes settling on the lone figure there.

Susan.

With the same look in her eyes.

She turned back to the couple that were her brothers and sighed, ice spreading through her veins. They knew something, and whatever it was, wasn't good. She saw Edmund throw her confused look and she shrugged, but she didn't miss the flash of fear in his chocolate eyes.

"Narnia belongs to the Narnians, just as it does to man. Any Telmarines who want to stay and live in peace are welcome to, but for any of you who wish, Aslan will return you the home of our forefathers."

A man's gruff voice broke through the silent air. "It's been generations since we left Telmar."

"We're not referring to Telmar. Your ancestors were sea-faring brigands, pirates run aground on an island. There they found a cave, a rare chasm that brought them here from their world, the same world as our kings and queens," Aslan explained, looking at Peter and his siblings as he spoke. "It is to that island I will return you. It is a good place for any who wish to make a new start."

Murmurs filled the courtyard and Caspian scanned the area, before glancing back at the Pevensies. He watched as Peter and Susan both scanned the crowd nervously, as if they knew something Caspian didn't. Suddenly a voice broke through the whispers, "I will go. I will accept the offer."

Caspian bowed as the respected general made his way up towards him. His aunt followed, "So will we."

"Because you have spoken first, your future in that world shall be good." Aslan breathed, blowing the hair away from their faces. The baby gave a small yawn and Aslan smiled gently as the tree behind them twisted to form a door. Gasps filled the air, Edmund glancing at Peter cautiously as he saw his brother exchange a glance with Susan. They both looked towards the arch and Edmund's heart stopped, no, no, no!

The group disappeared into the air and Peter stepped forward, along with Caspian to inspect the area.

"How do we know he is not leading us to our death!?" Cries erupted in the air and Aslan turned to the Pevensies, after kindly rejecting the mouse's offer to go through.

No, no, no, no, no.

Peter opened his mouth and Edmund stepped forward, grasping his brother's forearm in his hand. Peter turned to him and Edmund could see the circuits of his brain frying as he saw the raw desperation in his brother's eyes. "Please, Peter, don't. We can't."

"Edmund, we have to." He whispered, gently releasing Edmund's fingers from his arm.

"No, I don't...I can't. We can't be us there, not like we are here." He was fully aware of everyone's eyes on them, but he didn't much care anymore. A life of speeches and ruling a kingdom and listening to the gossip of the castle grounds had taught him to ignore what he wanted to ignore. "Please, don't go."

Peter looked in desperation towards his siblings and then back to his younger brother. The next action could be said to be an outrage or a very sweet moment, but it was different in everyone's view. Peter clasped his hand around his brother's neck and tilted his head up, kissing him fully on the lips. Edmund responded gently, his fingers on his brother's shoulder. Caspian stood with a look of shock upon his face (by now, you must know that Caspian was not a particularly observant man), Susan and Lucy with knowing smiles, and Aslan with a look of disappointed acceptance. As for the rest of the Narnians and Telmarines, well each one held a different reaction. They pulled apart gently and Edmund looked up at his brother through dark eyelashes and Peter gently kissed him again.

"Please." Edmund whispered.

Peter looked back towards his siblings and Susan nodded. Peter stepped back, pulled Edmund's back against his chest and wound his arms around his waist, pressing his mouth shut. Edmund smiled thankfully and let his hands slip over his brother's.

Later that day, at the second celebration of the king's coronation. Edmund seated himself next to his brother and Caspian, draping his hand over his older brother's and sighing softly. Peter reached over and kissed his brother briefly, turning his attention back to the new king. He rolled his eyes as he saw Caspian narrow his eyes at the Telmarine dancing with the Gentle Queen.

"I should have him beheaded." Caspian muttered into his drink.

"What's his problem?" Edmund motioned to the 'green-eyed' prince.

"He doesn't have the courage to ask Susan for a dance," He chuckled at Caspian's glare, "so he's been sitting over here mulling over the different ways he could kill that Telmarine."

"She's trying to make you jealous, you know." Edmund chuckled, earning a confused look from both his 'boyfriend' and his new king. "What? She told me so herself!"

"Since when did Susan discuss her love life with you?" Peter raised an eyebrow.

"We always have. She tells me everything that goes on in her love life and I do the same to her."

"So did she know ahead of time that you were completely, unconditionally," whispered against his throat, "in love with me?"

"Nope." He smiled teasingly. "Actually, she knew you were in love with me, before she even talked to me about it."

"Shut up."

Edmund laughed, echoing his older brother's chuckle. Neither was paying attention to the scowling prince beside them.

"Excuse me! Not helping with the current predicament!"

"Why don't you just ask her for a dance?"

"That's what I've been trying to do for the past hour."

"Really, he has." Peter reassured his younger brother. "He's been sitting there saying, 'I'm going to go ask', for the past hour."

"I thought you said he was planning different ways to kill that Telmarine."

"Well, that too."

"I see."

Basically, King Caspian and Queen Susan did end up dancing, as did King Edmund and King Peter, but Susan, being gentle but also confident, had to be the one to ask the newly appointed king for the dance. Of course, this was a rather odd gesture back then and it left King Caspian blushing like a school girl.

Now to draw a conclusion on the tale of King Peter and King Edmund's love, they were happy and in love. Crazy in love, you could almost say. Edmund stayed in Narnia, along with his siblings, for another ten years. During that time, he grew to be a fine archer and kept his title as the most skilled swordsman in all of Narnia and its neighboring countries. He studied Spanish, Italian and Latin for many years and started to converse with the politicians, even becoming an interrupter for King Caspian when he visited other countries. At the age of twenty, he was struck and wounded, causing his lover, King Peter, to go insane with worry. At the age of twenty-two, he was captured by some rogue warriors and held for ransom, but King Caspian proved to be a strong, intelligent leader and rescued his subject without surrendering a coin. He led many battles, far more than either his brother or the new king, and was the preferred leader of the three due to his fearless actions (which often gave his lover a heart attack). He was later written in the historical records as 'a fine man with a great amount of knowledge and wisdom. He was a skilled swordsman and will truly go down as King Edmund the Just, as well as, Edmund the Fearless.'.

King Peter went on to become a legend, conquering tribes and exploring the west with his ruler, Caspian. He helped his lover to create new laws and govern Narnia in the way that he had during the Golden Age. At the age of twenty-three, he caught a disease and was bedridden for months, and Edmund, being much better with handling his worry, stayed calm throughout the entire experience. The Magnificent leader also helped with the rebuilding of Cair Paravel, working late into the nights and early mornings. He stayed completely faithful to his brother as his lover, and the couple's fights were rare. At one point, they had separated, only to get back together a few months later. The historical records read, 'King Peter was a brave and truly magnificent ruler with a good heart and strong body. He was skilled in every area and will go down as King Peter the Magnificent, as well as Peter the Loyal.

Queen Susan lost her gentle ways and became a fine warrior, serving in King Caspian's army many times. She later fell in love with King Caspian and went on to become his lover for many years. She did not marry, however, due to the risk that she could be returning to her homeland anytime. She trained in weaponry for many years, alongside her legendary brother, King Edmund. At the age of twenty, she lost use of her right arm and had to forfeit her bow and arrows. Caspian went on to make sure she felt needed and trained in her other weaponry, such as the longbow, where her right arm was not of critical use. The story books later wrote her in as 'a fine woman with beauty beyond compare. She was loyal to her brothers and her sister and will here by, go down as, Queen Susan the Gentle and Susan and the Warrior.'

Queen Lucy went on in her usual ways, carefree and lively. She did not go to battle as her brothers and sister, but stayed in the castle and helped with governing from the inside. She was known, not for her battles or her legendary actions, but for kindness and bravery. She was an encouragement to her siblings for many years and never lost hope in them or their dreams. She was later written as, 'a lively, jubilant, kind girl with a heart for Aslan and her family. She will always be remembered as Queen Lucy the Valiant and Lucy the Light.

It was only after a critical injury to Peter's heart that they were forced to return in order to save his life. In England, things were different and I cannot tell you what was different, for that would take time and a whole another story. But I will assure you that Edmund and Peter never forgot their journey back to Narnia.

Did they continue to love each other, even after returning home? Well, I'll leave that up to your imagination.

And as for King Caspian? Well, his story is still being written.

PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I hate this chapter too! You don't even have to review for it if it's truely that bad. But to raise your mood, I'll show you what I got coming up :] and you can tell me which ones you really really really wanna see done and I'll make sure to work on those sooner.

1. The King and the Slave: Forbidden Love 17 chapters, baby! And almost half way there! I've gotten an outline written down for the entire story so I already know what I'm doing for each chapter. If you guys really, really, really want this one done like ASAP, just leave it in the review or Private message me. ;] i will warn you though, the plot is going to get extremely complex, I'm not going to spoil anything though!!!

2. Songs of the Brothers I've got two songs I'm trying to make work right now. One is 'Bring me to Life' by Evanescence and that one is almost done! Like one more verse and voila! Another is "Psychotic", which is really interesting actually. I watched Dark Knight with my sister over the weekend and I absolutley loved the Joker! (I've seen Dark Knight like 4 times now (once in the IMAX, dude, that was awesome!) and my love for Heath Ledger and his potrayel of the Joker never lessens) So, I decided to make kind of a Joker!Edmund in that song fic. He's insane and he's got that laugh and he wants Peter and he's just completely haunting and crazy and psycho and it's just insane. But I'm not sure I'm going to even post that one. Send me any songs you want done and I might do it.

NEWWWW!!! 3. (NOT RELATED TO TEMPTING FATE IN ANY WAY POSSIBLE)

Title: Before the Storm

Summary: A dark betrayal, a bond broken, an impending war, is it almost over? Or is their darkness just before the storm? Peter/Edmund incest, slash

A/N: Basically, this is a remake of LWW all the way through the Golden Age until their return for Prince Caspian. It's going to be insanley long, probably the biggest project, I've ever had, but I'm going to need your help! I need ideas, inspiring songs, anything to get this baby going, right!? But, first of all I need your guys response. Do you really want this baby made (that's what she said...cough that was lame)??

Soooooooo....which one are you guys most anticipating???