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A/N: I'm sad to say that my other Narnia story Goodbye Alice In Wonderland is now officially discontinued, I couldn't make myself write while I didn't feel anything for the story anymore. Thus this is the new version, but different and with a twist. I kept the names etc the same so maybe that'll help. The whole purpose is still the same and I hope you'll like it just as Goodbye Alice In Wonderland, I did keep that version on my profile so if you want to, you can still read it, but I won't update it anymore. But I can't delete because of the support it had gotten. It means to much to me.

Anyway, I do want to finish this story and it starts with Prince Caspian because Peter was so adorable then. Obviously this is a Peter/OC fic. Hehe, anyway enjoy and do not hesitate to leave a message. I love hearing from you guys. So behold Dígame:

P.S Dígame means Tell Me in Spanish I think. I got it from a song Forever Love by Anna Nalick and that songs tugs on my heartstrings.

Bang Bang, You Shot Me Down

"Cee, are you listening to me?" I questioned. She wasn't, I knew that. Her long blonde hair was plaited and it was held together by a blue ribbon. I huffed and leaned back against the bench as I watched Cecilia Marks stare at a boy. I of course knew who this boy was. Peter Pevensie. I rolled my eyes. What she found so special about this boy, I didn't know. He was just the same like everyone else. There were tons of boys who looked like that.

I didn't know Peter Pevensie, so I refrained from judging him. For me he was the boy who was quiet during class yet fought a lot. His sister Susan Pevensie was in my class and I sat with her regularly but never really conversed with her. She was a bit too reserved for my liking. I didn't bother her though, what is it to me? Exactly nothing.

I rubbed my eyes exhaustedly and pulled my knees to my chest while one hand played with a stick that my hand found. My eyes felt like they would close any second but I couldn't afford to, I had to catch a train and if I fell asleep I would miss it, that's no doubt. Considering Cee would forget about me. It wasn't like she would do it on purpose. Her mind just works that way. I suppose she is a bit self-centred.

When I moved my eyes again several things happened. It could've been me, or it could've be him but as I looked up and met his curious eyes, who belonged to none other than Peter Pevensie, I felt a shiver run down my spine. All the way till my toes. I couldn't help but scrunch my nose at the odd feeling. While one hand was grasping the bench, the other lay limply on my knees holding down my skirt.

As for Peter, a stranger bumped into him, thus losing the connection we had. He didn't move an inch, or so I thought because the moment I heard their angry whispers that slowly got tuned up like an old radio I knew that there would be a fight and I forced my eyes to look somewhere else, because I wouldn't want to see it all, yet I failed and I was right where I started.

I saw different emotions run through his eyes. Those dark blue eyes that could put you six feet under if looks could kill. I was glad that he hadn't looked like that to me.

"I asked for an apology." His voice was oddly haughty and I wondered if he was only doing it to seem superior or if it was just his nature. I wished I was wrong both. He dropped his bag and before I knew it his hand had formed a fist and he swung it forward knocking the poor boy down.

Everything went haywire in less than a second. Cecilia, who also had witnessed the whole situation, started to scream pathetically and I automatically stepped away from her, annoyed by her reaction thus saving myself from embarrassment. Peter however was fully focused on showing the boy every corner of the platform. I quickly moved out of the way when the tables turned and Peter got slammed against the wall. I covered my mouth with my hand as I weakly backed up again. It didn't help, suddenly there were more boys joining the fight and it was three against one. I couldn't just stand here and do nothing. I walked over to one and tried to pry one of the boys off Peter. It didn't work; in fact one just brushed me away like I was a feather.

Suddenly someone pushed me away and I saw that he had come to help Peter. Things became better for them in a few seconds. But again the tables turned, what else could happen, they were outnumbered and some of them were bigger then they were, I was glad when two guards settled the whole thing. Peter trailed off with the dark haired boy behind him. Two other girls, one including Susan Pevensie, brushed by me and followed them. They sat down at the same bench where I was seated only a few minutes ago.

My things were still there and I wondered if I could go up there and just take it without them noticing me. I was fine with the things were between me and the Pevensies. They were always a bit more reserved than other children, at first I thought it was because of the war. But than I realized that they weren't the only ones. There were hundred of people maybe even millions, who were suffering the same fate they were. But everyone deals with it differently.

My dad left, a year ago. He didn't come back, nor do I expect him to. Cecilia has lost her whole family in the Blitz. She changed to, not for worst though. Or that is what you would think. Cecilia started to live more, she was the shy one before, but things have changed and so have we. We've all grown, matured, and we've been through a lot more than a person who wasn't involved in the war.

I sighed and made a decision. Why wouldn't I go and just retrieve my things. I was there first, remember? I walked back to the bench when I heard their voices. They were arguing. Naturally. I bended forward and grabbed my bag when I felt someone's eye on me. It was Susan and she was looking at me peculiarly. I was caught.

"Uh, don't mind me." I said pathetically while I clutched the bag against my chest. She gave me a small smile before she turned her back on me again. Peter was standing and as I felt his eyes on me I ignored it. I'd rather not be confronted with him at the moment. I'm sure he wouldn't want that either.

I heard the train arrive and I steadied myself upright while I clumsily tried to get a grip of myself. My current condition made me feel quite ridiculous actually because I wasn't quite aware of what I was feeling. I wasn't even sure if I should be feeling something.

As the roar of the train got too load to hear my own thoughts I took a step forward, I didn't see the stray bag though and as I felt my left foot get tangled up in the strap I managed to fall sideways, taking an unexpected person with me. I scrunched my eyes close as I mentally prepared myself for the blow. Strangely enough I didn't feel the blow, in fact, it took me a long time to fall and it wasn't because someone had cushioned the blow. I opened my eyes and what I saw was something I wouldn't dream of.

I was standing in a cave. There was sand. Lots and lots of sand. There wasn't any sand in London. I could also see the sun, the sun wasn't shining today, it was raining. There was also a deep blue sea; I hadn't seen the sea for a long, long time. So if this isn't London, what is it? Did I knock myself out and I was hallucinating now? Or was I dreaming because I hadn't woken up this morning? Whatever it was, it was something curious and out of reality.

As I looked around I saw four figures move, I couldn't entirely see them because it was dark but when they came closer and I could see them properly I gasped. Peter? What was he doing here? He wasn't alone no, Susan was there to, with another boy with dark hair and freckles and a young girl who looked like the youngest of all of us. Her reddish brown hair was plaited in two pigtails and she looked at me with those big hazel eyes. Now I was sure I had knocked myself out, they were the last person I've seen when I was on the platform. They looked at me with the same shock that was radiating on my face and I realized that it merely was a dream. I might as well play along.

"Hello?" I said weakly.

"What are you doing here?" Peter asked rudely. Oh never mind his politeness.

"How did you get here?" The younger and darker boy continued. I bit my lip subconsciously and shrugged, not knowing what else to do.

"I don't know."

"I think she was the one that bumped into me, just before we left…the platform." Susan said looking at Peter. He looked over to me again and gave me one hard stare before he turned his back on me and walked out of the cave. Susan and the other boy followed leaving me alone with the little girl.

"Wait, what about me?" I cried out. This may be a dream but it was still rude to leave me all alone, especially when I'm somewhere unfamiliar. I than felt a much smaller hand grasp mine and I realized that the little girl had took it and she was leading me out of the cave.

"My name is Lucy. That is Edmund." She said pointing to the boy with the dark hair and freckles. "That's Peter and that is Susan. We are siblings. Who are you?" She seemed quite calm and comfortable with a stranger. But I suppose it must be her nature.

"I'm Ana Deloria. I'm sorta lost…" I said trailing off while I looked around. The sun was shining and radiating heat and I couldn't help but feel at ease.

"Lucy. Do you mind me asking, but where are we?" I asked Lucy. "I know it isn't London, I don't even think we are in Britain anymore but this place seems so familiar yet I cannot put my finger on it. But I suppose that's normal in a dream, right?" Lucy looked at me like I was crazy.

"Peter, Susan, Edmund." She called and her brothers and sister came back again even though they never were really gone, they were hovering from a distance. Supposedly to make me feel less intimidated. Or that's what I like to tell myself.

"She doesn't know she's in Narnia and she thinks it's a dream." Lucy said. I frowned. Narnia? What is that? Are we in it? Or maybe it's a game!

"Is that a game?" I voiced. Susan shook her head but Peter gave me a weird look, I immediately looked over to something else.

"It's quite beautiful." I mused. "I wonder where we are. Do you know?"

"This is Narnia." Edmund stated. He looked at his siblings and I felt a bit left out. Like they knew something I didn't.

"Narnia? Hmm, never heard of it before. You sure it's Narnia?" I asked. They nodded in unison. I shrugged and slipped out of my shoes letting my toes feel the sand. It was slightly heated but it felt great to feel the sand again.

"Yes, we're sure but how did you get here?" Peter responded. I shrugged.

"I think I knocked myself out when I fell or I'm still dreaming. Don't worry though, I'll wake up in a second." I replied honestly. Hey it's a dream; I can say anything I want.

"You're not dreaming." Lucy said, she was giggling slightly while Susan looked at Peter worriedly. I didn't like that look.

"Yes I am." I replied stubbornly. I held out arm for her and she gave me a strange look.

"Pinch me and you'll see." Lucy looked at Edmund and he sighed and moved forward to pinch me.

"Ouch!" I yelped. I looked at him while I held my arm close. He rolled his eyes. Wait a second. I'm still in Narnia. It must've not worked. I glared at him and silently pinched myself. Again. And Again. And Again.

Nothing happened.

I looked over at them panicked. I wasn't waking up. What's wrong? Did I hit my head that hard? Or is my mind playing tricks. Whatever it is, I wanted it to stop. I hoped the Pevensies would have answers. They didn't, they looked just as surprised as I was. If not more.

"I'm not dreaming am I?" I asked quietly. I wasn't quite sure what to expect as an answer. The whole situation seemed strange, weird, and almost surreal.

"That's what we've been trying to tell you." Susan said gently. "This is Narnia. You're in Narnia, with us." I wasn't sure how to react so I looked at everyone evenly before reality hit.

"Wait, what?" I started to feel a bit light headed. So I was transported somewhere unfamiliar in less than a second? Not to mention a place that didn't even exist on the map.

"Welcome, I suppose." Lucy said, smiling. I didn't remember anything though because one second I was staring at Lucy and the other moment the only thing I could see was a lot of blue while it turned darker and darker.

Now I seriously knew that I had knocked myself out.

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