Title: Recalled Home

Author: Perriannath

Summary: It's been four years since the Pevensies have returned from Narnia, now Edmund is called back alone, to face an enemy he made long, while his siblings can only watch forced to observe. Can Edmund win this battle alone?

Rating: k+ (just to be safe)

Warning: medieval war nothing too violent no worries

Spoilers: mentions of book and movie

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN IT!

Author's Notes: this takes place between LWAW and PC yes I am aware that doesn't leave much time but they never specify so I using a little bit of license you'll have to pardon that. No Flames are accepted! But critical criticism is always welcome!

I. Arrival

The Pevensie kids stood waiting excitedly, it was summer and they were all together again. This year they were not simply going home, they had written and were going to Professor Kirke's to stay for a few weeks hence why they were standing at the station; all but pacing.

Peter noted that Edmund sat on the bench, while Lucy remained standing and pacing, clutching a single letter. A few months ago he had found out through the mail that his brother had been writing the Professor since they came back. He had not opened the letter but asked his brother what it was for.

Flashback

"Edmund there's a letter for you!" Peter Pevensie called looking up the stairs for his eleven year old brother. Soon footsteps resounded through the halls as t e boy came rushing headlong down them and with a grin snatched the letter from his brother's hands.

"It is from the Professor." Peter stated mildly.

"Yes we've had a correspondence for a few weeks now." Edmund replied not understanding.

"Is something wrong? Something you don't wish to tell me?" Peter persisted anxious to now if everything was alright with his brother.

Edmund seemed to understand and looked up in a hurry hopeful to reassure

"Peter everything is fine I promise I'd come to you first. The Professor and I have begun to write about the political debates I'm starting this quarter as you proved in Narnia you are sadly lacking in skill. We also have been speaking as to whether there is any other way back into Narnia, through the wardrobe or another. I promise Peter nothing is wrong."

His brother searched his eyes but there was no deceit in them, making him smile.

"So what did you write him this last time?" Peter asked.

"Ah well we were discussing the political issues of the third treaty of Versailles and all that it succeeded and where it failed in the sense…"

But Peter broke off with a wave and a laugh,

"Alright I get the point go on with your politics." With a light swat he shooed his brother out the door.

End Flashback

Edmund sat but his foot was twitching as it always had in Narnia when the boy was excited or nervous about something. Peter realized none of the others were any better except Susan who seemed to have grown up far too fast.

Soon Ed relax we'll be on the train soon." Peter tried attempting to settle the young man down but all he succeeded in doing was get Edmund to stand and pace in small circles Lucy right on his heels. She stumbled on a loose shoelace but Edmund's quick reflexes had grabbed her and swung her in a circle before lightly placing her upon the ground again, just in time for the train to whistle its familiar sound.

"The train, it's finally here we can finally go back!" Lucy screamed into Edmund's ear but he grinned hiding a grimace. Lucy was all but leaping out of her shoes as they grabbed their bags, Edmund grabbing Lucy's as well then they boarded the train.

It didn't seem as long nor as lonely this time as they waited for their stop. For Lucy was chatting loudly and excitedly with Edmund who was responding right back with easy chatter as well, a far cry from the boy who had gotten on the train four years ago.

Peter and Susan exchanged looks enjoying the noise that filled the small cab and both belatedly hoping that the noise wasn't disturbing their neighbors in the other cabs. Susan looked over to her younger brother who was making some grand motion with his hands to which Lucy broke out into furious giggles, louder still when Edmund grabbed her and tickled her.

She couldn't stop the grin from forming and looked over to Peter who had the same the same smile as they watched.

He met her eyes with a look saying, 'I know he has changed so much.'

She nodded slightly and looked out the window to stare at the scenery noticing things were beginning to look familiar. Just as she was about to say something both of the younger cried out?

"It's the station were there!"

They exchanged quick glances much to the amusement of their older siblings and when the train stopped they rushed out grabbing their bags and not waiting for the older two.

"Ed please what brought this change on usually I have to force you to do something like this!" Peter asked exasperated.

"Yes but it is the Professor and you said it yourself I am not the same as I was four years ago."

Edmund retorted, placing his bags and Lucy's down on the station floor.

It was just as they remembered it, plain and tiny nothing more than a platform, bench and sign. Soon they heard a car but no one looked over they continued to wait until finally a few moments later the familiar creaking of a wooden wagon could be heard coming up the street. With shared grins they raced down the steps and sure enough there was Mrs. MaCready staring down again as she had though this time with a, slightly, warmer smile.

"Back again are we hoping for more adventures? I don't know what you expect to find here in the country." She wondered softly.

Edmund muttered, "No cricket ball this year through the window." Shoving his brother in the arm.

Peter grinned and had to laugh at his younger brother remembering the first year they had ever come to the house of the Professor. Piling into the wagon again they braced for the familiar lurch of the wagon as it plowed back up the dirt path it had cut on the way down.

Edmund took the time to look around and admired the scenery as the wagon passed up the road. Sooner than he had remembered they wheeled up to the house and spilled out the back of the wagon just as a familiar form burst through the open door and shouted;

"Hello! It is wonderful to see you again. Ah Edmund how much I am anxiously waiting our debates!"

Edmund couldn't help the pleased look he threw the Professor acknowledging his sister's curious glances and Peter's rueful grin. He grabbed Lucy's bags first and placed them down on the ground before grabbing his own and waving back at the Professor who still stood at the door.

All four of them grabbed their bags and lugged their stuff up into the house where MaCready went back through the rules, about halfway through them she remembered who she was speaking to and shrugged going silent. They went to their old rooms and dumping their bags onto the beds hurried out, going exploring through all the old, familiar rooms.

Edmund had grabbed Lucy's hand and with both grinning they raced off before the older two could even ask.

"Where should we start?" he asked.

"Lowest level then go up… but what do you ay we avoid the?" she asked hesitantly.

"No worries Lu I don't want to see it either."

With a sudden grin he had grabbed her and mussed her hair before racing down the stairs, younger sister shortly behind yelling at him with a grin on her face.

The older two heard the shout and grinned before they too bolted out of the rooms.

Edmund had begun to sense something strange in the house not long after they had started to explore. A stirring that was so comforting, so familiar. He remembered that feeling, but how could it be here? They had tried to come back and failed. Edmund slowed to a stop letting Lucy run ahead passing the door to the Spare Room quickly as though she didn't even want to look at it. He however walked slower feeling where that sense was coming from. He touched the doorknob to start back as a shock passed through his hand. He grinned but said nothing to call his sister back nor to draw attention to his older siblings either.

Yes, something was stirring in Narnia and things would soon be in motion, Edmund had no doubt…

TBC…

Author's notes:

Yes I know that this is a cliffhanger but this story is developing a mind of its own so the first draft is out the window, not to mention I have work and school. Please review, comments and constructive criticism would be much appreciated.