Disclaimer: I own nothing of Narnia. I only own Kaylee and the newest character.

A/N: Edmund gets a romance in this story. This is during the Golden Age when all were ruling before they came back. Kaylee is in this story as well. This popped into my head and I decided to write about it. So, here it goes.

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Cassandra Sanders, or Cassie, was a fifteen year old girl from Dallas, Texas. Brown hair was consatntly falling in front of her bright green eyes and fair face. She wasn't stunningly beautiful but wasn't ugly either. She wasn't a genius but she wasn't a ditz. She wasn't popular at school but everyone didn't hate her. She didn't have adventures or get dates often. You could say she was a regualr plain Jane girl of 2008. One thing she did think was different about her than the other girls was she had an enormous amount of bad luck and couldn't seem to get any good luck. It was like when she was a baby, she'd broken a few mirors and crossed a few black cats without knowing and cursed herself for all eternity.

She had on a simple green t-shirt and black hoody sweat jacket with a pair of jeans. While walking to the bus to go to school it began to rain. Shaking her head, she flipped on her hood and thought It never rains here. Why does it have to start as I happen to be walking to the bus? Just my luck… It began raining harder and she ran to find shelter to protect her school books. She did not want to pay for those. Tripping she dropped her books and fell face first into the hard, wet concrete.

As she braced herself for impact she closed her eyes tight. When she fell, the ground was no longer wet. In fact, it wasn't even hard. It felt like dirt. Opening her eyes Cassie found it was dirt and that she was surrounded but dozens of trees with leaves turning bright reds, oranges, and yellows. Her eyes widened as she stood up and brushed herself off. "Whoa. Where am I?" she said aloud to herself.

"Why, you're in Narnia, dear," a male voice said from behind the bushes.

"Who said that?" she yelled spinning wildly.

"I did," said the beaver as he walked out from behind the bush. Said the beaver?!

"Ah! It talks!" she shrieked.

"Well, of course I do," he said giving Cassie a strange stare.

"No, no, no. Beavers don't talk. That means I'm dreaming," she persuaded herself. "Ow!" she cried as she pinched her arm. She paused a moment. "Okay, so if I'm not dreaming then that means…" She gasped just before she finished her sentence. "…I've finally cracked! Just like Grandma Georgia. Oh, jeez. There going to give me a nice squishy room and some nice pills and I'll never see the light of day again…" All the while Mr. Beaver started at the girl as if she were insane.

"Look, I've got to take you back to King Peter. You've been brought here for a reason and he should know what to do. Come along now."

"Oh, no. I am nnot going anywhere with an imaginary talking beaver." She turned to walk away but hit her head on a low lying branch. Falling back, she hit her head again and passed out.

"Great," Mr. Beaver grumbled. It was getting late and by the time he got back to the castle and brought help back it would be dark.

"Beaver!" a woman's voice called. "Beaver, where are you?" Another beaver came out of the bushes. She saw him and the girl and asked, "Who is that?"

"I'm not really sure but I'm sure King Peter will want to know about this," he explained to his wife. "Mother, will you fetch Orieus and King Edmund to bring her back to Cair Paravel?"

"Sure, darling. Sure. I'll be back shortly."

"What's going on?" a fox said as he emerged from the depths of the forest.

"There's a new daughter of Eve here in Narnia," Mrs. Beaver explained.

"Another?" he questioned. "Well, this should be interesting," he mumbled as Mrs. Beaver waddled away to go and get help. "I wonder why she's here. King Peter and Queen Kaylee will know."

And for about two hours they sat with the unconcsiuos teenager. It was getting darker and darker and the sun was almost set as Orieus the Centaur and King Edmund the Just rode in with the news from Mrs. Beaver. "Beaver," Edmund said, "What is this you say about a new Daughter of Eve here in Narnia?" The sixteen year, old brown-haired King then got a veiw of the unconsious girl lying in the dirt.

"She, uh, hit her head, Sire," Beaver explained as Edmund nodded. "Twice."

"Right. Well let's get her to the castle and we'll wake Peter, Susan and Kaylee and let them talk to her. Orieus nodded and as picked up Cassie and started toward the kingdom with Edmund riding skillfully in tow.

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"Peter! Kaylee! Wake up!" Edmund yelled lighting the lantern in the married couple's room. Peter woke up and squinted his blue eyes shut again as his brother lit another lantern and the fire place. Kaylee moaned in disapproval at this late night call. Her curly blond hair fell out of the bun and into her face as she sat up in bed.

Peter ran his finger through his blond hair as he asked, "What is it, Ed?" Kaylee yawned and closed her brown eyes as she put her head on her husband's sholder.

"There's a new human in Narnia. You, Kaylee and Susan need to talk to her when she wakes up," Edmund said as he sat down on his brother and sister-in-law's bed.

Peter rubbed his neck as he took a deep breath and sighed. "All right. Where is she?"

"In the infermery. JoAnna is finishing bandaging her head wound now and she told me that she be awake in about thirty minutes." He checked his watch. "Actually twenty minutes now buddy. Better hurry."

"All right. We'll be down in a second." Edmund left as Peter tossed the covers off of his body and Kaylee's.

"I still haven't gotten used to this, you know," Kaylee grumbled.

"Used to what?"

"Getting woken up in the middle of the night for a country wide crisis or some Queenly duty," she yawned. "How does Ed stay up to all hours of the night adn not get tired?"

"I don't know but I definatly envy him for it."

Kaylee stretched as Peter threw her the silk purple robe. "What? We're not getting dressed?"

"No time. By the time we change and get down there, she'll already be awake. I want to be there before the girl wakes up."

"How do you know it's a girl?" she asked as she stood up and put on he robe.

"Ed did say 'talk to her when she wakes up,"' he quoted putting on his own navy blue robe. "That leads me to believe," he continued, "that this human is in fact a girl."

Kaylee smiled. "You're very observant," she complimented as she kissed him.

"You know it," he said kissing her back. "Now, come on. We have to go." Kaylee nodded and they exited the bedroom together.

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The pair met Susan, also grumpy from being woken up in the middle of the night, about halfway to their destination. "Why do you think she's here?" the older brunette sister asked.

"I don't know. We should have Edmund do some research of old prophecies. She maybe in one," Kaylee suggested.

"I'll help him as soon as we find out how she got here," Peter told them. They all entered the hospital inside their castle to find Beaver by the teen's bed. JoAnna, the faun, was gone."You found her?" Peter asked.

"Too right," Beaver scowled. "I told her she was in Narnia and she started babbling on about dreams and cracking and someone named Grandma Georgia. It was like she's never seen a talking beaver before."

Peter pondered this for a moment then said, "Thank you, Mr. Beaver. We can handle this from here." The animal nodded and walked out leaing the King and Queens with their newest guest.

"Well, obviously she's not from Narnia or any of the surrounding countries if she was startled by Mr. Beaver. Not to mention she dressed funny," Susan stated.

"She could be from where we were before we came to Narnia. Earth. The poor girl must think she's lost her marbles," Kaylee said turing to face the bed.

"Yeah," Peter agreed.

"So, what do we do?" Susan asked.

"Well, I see two options," Peter said holding up two fingers. "Option number one: we could ask her how she came her and try and persuade her that this is all real. Option number two: we could have her thrown in the dungeon and have her beheaded just for tresspassing. However the latter seems a bit extreme." Both girls laughed at the joke.

"I vote for option number one," Kaylee said raising her hand.

"Me too," Susan said.

"Then option number one it is," Peter confirmed. A moan of pain came from the bed of the mystery girl.

"Ow, my head," she grumbled. Opening her eyes she found three faces staring back at her. "Whoa kay, I just had the weirdest dream." She glanced around the large room decorated with lion statues among other things. The three faces staring back at her couldn't be older than she was and that puzzled her. "And I'm still having it. Great..."

"Oh, my," Kaylee said. "It wasn't a dream. This is real and it is happening. It just takes a little while to get used to. What's your name?" she asked.

"Cassie. Cassie Sanders," she said putting a hand on her forehead. "God, this cannot be happening."

"Well, I'm Kaylee and this is my sister-in-law Susan and my husband Peter. How did you get here?"

"Husband?" she asked herself. She shook her head and answered the question. "I tripped and fell as I was running to get out of the rain and when I got up I was in a forest and then that beaver- That beaver was talking. Then I hit my head and I fell and hit my head again. Then I blacked out. And I woke up here."

Peter spoke up for the first time since the girl, Cassie, woke up. "Where are you from?"

"Why?" she said as she slowly sat up.

"It's just a question. You fell into my land so I have a right to know where you came from."

"Your land?" she asked. "You're like twenty, dude."

"I was four years younger when crowned and I guess technically it's not my land. It's Aslan's. I'm just taking care of it. Anyway, where are you from?"

"Dallas, Texas," she asnswered. "Who's Aslan?"

They ingnored this question as Susan said, "Texas, as in America?"

"Well, duh."

"That explains the strange clothes and accent."

"I thought I looked cute today!" she objected. "And I'm not the one with the accent, you are. Look, I gotta get home, my mom is going to kill me once she finds out I ditched class."

"No," Peter said. "You were brought here for a reason and until I know what that reason is, you stay here at the castle. Susan," he said to his sister, "please find a room for our guest." He walked out of the room leaving Susan, Kaylee, and Cassie alone.

"He has switched into 'king' mode," Kaylee said. "I wish he could tell me how he does that so quickly." Susan chuckled and nodded in agreement. "You shoud go and find a room for Cassie." The brunette walked out of the room.

"That just leaves you and me," Kaylee said to the younger girl.

"So, this is all real?" she asked. Kaylee nodded. "That dude who just walked out, Peter I think his name is, is he always so…" She searched for the right word.

"Controling?" she finished. "Only when he's being a king. When he's acting as a husband or a brother or a friend…not so much. He's a really nice guy once you get to know him. Susan'll be back in a few minutes and she'll get you your room."

"Who's Aslan?" she asked again. "No one really told me."

"The Great Lion. He's the one who made all of Narnia. He defeated the White Witch with our help of course. He's amazing and I hope you have a chance to meet him."

"Ah. A lion. I guess that answers my next question."

"And what question might that be?"

"What's up with all the lion decorations?"

Kaylee smiled. "You do know the answer to that one already. Anything else I can help you with?"

"Are there any more of you guys?"

"Yeah. You've already met King Peter the Magnificent and Queen Susan the Gentle. The boy who brought ou back was King Edmund the Just, but you haven't seen him yet because you were out cold when he brought you in. And then there's Queen Lucy the Valiant. She's the youngest. Although everyone will probably insist you call them by their name and not 'your majesty' or things like that. They even do that with the staff."

"Are they all related?"

"Yeah. Peter's the oldest at twenty. Then there's Susan at eighteen. Then Edmund at sixteen. And finally Lucy at thirteen."

"Where do you fit in?"

"I came here to keep them all on track on what they were supposed to be doing. During the proccess Peter and I fell in love and we married after he was corrinated four years ago."

"Wow. That's awesome. I never had a boyfriend before. I've never even liked a boy. But, whatever. I got my whole life ahead of me. No need to fall in love now. And BTW, you made a good choice with Peter. He seems like a really great guy."

"Thanks. And what does BTW mean?"

"Texting abbreviation for 'by the way'."

"Texting?"

"Yeah. You know with your cell phone?"

"Cell phone?"

"Come on. You have to know what a cell phone is. What are you? From the 1940's?" she joked.

"Actually I am," Kaylee said all too seriously.

"What? But that's impossible."

"Why?"

"Because I'm from 2008."

"The future? That is impossible."

"No kidding. Just when I thought things couldn't get any stranger…"

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A/N: I know she hasn't met Edmund and Lucy yet, but that is definatly coming in the next chapter. Happy waiting!