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Authoresses Note: This is the last part of the story. And it will most likely be longer than the others concidering there's alot to go into. But I already have a bunch done, so no worrys. The next chapter will probably come Tuesday, possibly tomorrow. So be patient guys. Also I found out that I didn't make the interview so therefore there won't be a hyatus unless I find another volunteer program. So please review. I'd like at least 2 please.

The End Of The Line

Chapter 1

It was a cold and rainy Sunday morning that Lucy noticed something was different about the church. Peter also noticed this, and Eric seemed quite on edge, glancing around every few minutes.

When the service started, Lucy heard the front doors of the church open. But the only problem was that even when she turned around, one pew was filled with many tall people and she could no longer see the two familiar dark heads that chose the back row.

As soon as the service was out she stood up, but the couple was already gone.

"Maybe I just imagined it." she said to herself.

"Imagined what?" Peter asked.

"I thought I saw... nevermind. I was just imagining it." Lucy replied.

"Come on, kids. We've got to get home. Your mother went overboard making lunch and she has to take it out of the oven." their dad said.

"Ok. But honestly, dad. I don't think you can call us 'kids' anymore. We're all over 16." Peter said.

"What's your point?" Frank said.

Peter sighed and shook his head when Frank chuckled. "I'm just messing with you, son. You need to loosen up. And Lucy. What's wrong? You're so pale, you look as though you've seen a ghost." he said.

"I'm starting to wonder if I did." Lucy muttered.

"What was that?"

"Nothing. No. It's just, I... uh... er... saw someone I didn't want to see. Come on, let's just get home." she said, quickly walking towards the door.

Peter and Eric exchanged a glance. "Do you think we forgot something?" Eric asked.

"Doubt it. Even if we did, Lucy's never been one to get emotional over something like forgetting an important date... except for when I forget my birthday. Then she has a hissy fit." Peter replied.

Eric nodded but said nothing.

"Dad? After lunch can I go over to Margrettes house?" Susan asked.

"Of course." Frank replied.

Susan smiled and walked after her sister.

"Come on." Peter sighed, walking after his sisters.

"This should be an interesting day." Eric muttered.

The rain had come to a stop and no sooner had everyone sat down to the table was there a knock at the door.

"I'll get it." Lucy said, pushing her chair back and standing up.

Peter glanced over the table at Eric then towards the kitchen doorway.

When Lucy first opened the door, she was surprised to see a young boy, who looked vaguely familiar.

The boy stared up at her for a minute before turning around. "Dad! I think we have the wrong house!" he called.

"No, son. This is it." came a familiar reply.

It was then Lucy realized the little boy had dark brown hair, almost black, and brown eyes. She looked beyond the little boy to his dad who was now walking up the steps.

Her hand flew to her mouth and despite herself she screamed.

"Lucy?" Peter asked, running to the doorway. But by the time he reached the door, Lucy had already thrown her arms around the familiar mans waist. Out of shock, Peter dropped the glass in his hand.

By now everyone had left their seats to see who the visitor was.

"I knew you'd come home someday! I told them! Eric and I told them! I knew it!" Lucy cried, burying her head into the mans shoulder.

At first Frank didn't recognize the man in front of him, hugging his youngest daughter, his baby girl, tightly, what seemed like tears of joy glistening in dark eyes.

And what Peter said next confirmed it. "Welcome home, Ed."

Before Edmund could quite realize it, he was smushed between his elder brother and younger sister.

"Daddy?" came a small voice from below them.

Both Peter and Lucy released Edmund to look down at the dark headed boy.

"Yes, son?" Edmund asked.

"Can I go to mummy and LaiLai?"

Edmund glanced down the street and when he caught sight of his wife and daughter he nodded. "But be careful. The streets full of cracks. I know I've scraped my knee many a time."

The boy nodded before taking off down the street.

"Tha... he... he's... yours?" Helen stuttered.

Edmund looked at his mother and was about to reply when he heard his daughters faint cry. She had been running towards him, when she had hit a crack he had just warned his son about.

"Oh no." he sighed walking towards her and scooping her up before she could make so much as another sob, carefully dusting her off. "You ok, LaiLai?" he asked.

She sniffled and nodded, pulling her chubby arms around his neck.

"That's my girl." he smiled.

"Is she alright?"

Frank looked at the tall dark headed girl walking towards his son, the little boy from before walking beside her, his hand grasped firmly in hers.

Edmund nodded in reply. "Come on. It's time you met some family of mine."

The girl looked up to them and Lucy was grinning from ear to ear, while Peter had a warm welcoming smile on his face. Susan on the otherhand looked positively sick at her stomach. Unshed tears were in Erics eyes. The girl met his gaze first and smiled.

Surprisingly, a smirk formed on her face. "So, have you asked the big one yet?" she asked glancing in Lucys general direction.

Eric blushed a faint tinge of red while Lucy held up her hand to show the ring on her finger.

"Mhm, that's what I thought." the girl smiled.

Hugs were passed around by the four and then Alex looked to Edmund before looking at his parents.

Edmund stepped forward as well. "Mum, dad, I'd like you to meet my wife, Alex." he said. If he was nervous, he didn't show it in his features, even though his father had his arms crossed. Helen looked on the verge of tears.

"Just answer me two questions." his dad finally said.

Edmund nodded.

"How long have you been married?"

"5 years."

"Did the... babys come before or after the marriage?"

"What are you... oh oh no no after! They just turned four a few weeks ago!"

Frank let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god. I thought you had married her for other reasons."

"No. The babys came after. Fairly soon after, but after nonetheless."

"I still can't believe you ran away with her!" Susan blurt out.

Edmund looked terribly upset, but soon composed himself. "At least I found one person, and married first." he shot back.

At this Susan blanched. "What do you mean by that?" she asked.

Edmund opened his mouth but glanced at Lacey. "Nothing." he muttered.

"I still don't see why you ran." she said.

"Obviously you've never been in love then." he said.

"Love? You're not in love. It's just your hormones raging wild." she snorted.

A deathly quiet silence came over the house as Edmund narrowed his eyes at her, and handed Lacey to Alex.

"Hormones? You blame this-" he held up his hand to show a silver wedding band "- on hormones? I've had this on for 5 years and haven't taken it off. Nor will I ever take it off. You blame these two children right here on hormones? You are sadly mistaken. We came to see this family, but you are the least person I expected to accuse me of being... I would say something and you know the word but I'm not going to say it in front of them. I guess it was a mistake coming at all then." he said shaking his head.

He picked up Erin holding him with one arm. He looked around at the others. "If you ever want to come see us we're not but down the block now." he said.

Lucy and Peter nodded eagerly, while Frank and Helen gave them sad smiles that Edmund knew was a blessing in it's own right.

"Mum'll be worrying anyway." Alex said.

"Mum?" Eric gasped.

Alex smiled and nodded.

"I'm coming with you then." he said.

"Me too. I want to spend more time with you two." Lucy said.

''I'm coming as well." Peter said.

"Sounds like a full house. Good thing you cooked extra." Edmund whispered to Alex.

"Told you they would want to come back." Alex whispered in reply.

Lacey looked towards Lucy. "Aunt Lucy?" she asked, cocking her head at her.

Lucy smiled and nodded. Lacey reached out to her and Lucy held her close. "My goodness how children grow." she sighed.

"You're telling me." Frank, Helen, Edmund, and Alex said at once.

Eric snorted.

"Can... I hold him?" Peter asked looking at Erin.

"That's up to him." Edmund replied with a smile.

Erin glanced between his dad and Peter for a moment. "Is he Hi... Uncle Peter?" he asked.

Edmund smiled and nodded. "Yes. It's him."

Erin grinned and latched onto Peter rather quickly. "Oh my Lion, he is a mini Edmund." Peter said.

Erin laughed.

"Just wait until he turns 13. He'll be a little ladys man." Edmund said.

Erin opened his mouth to say something but shut it and huffed.

"Ok, I'm hungry and you mentioned food. Let's go." Lucy was walking down the stairs.

"Hey, wait up!" Alex called laughing.

Eric was the next to go running.

"We have the team back together... this should be good." Peter chuckled as he and Edmund walked down the steps.

"We are missing one though." Edmund sighed.

"Maybe she'll come back to herself someday." Peter said.

Edmund only nodded in reply.

"Are you really High King Peter?" Erin asked in a quiet voice.

Peter chuckled. "Yes. But it's Uncle Peter to you."

"Hurry up you two!" Lucy called.

"If she tells us to hurry up one more time, I'm going to turn her into a big fluffy hat." Peter whispered to Edmund.

"I heard that! And that worked on the beaver, not me." Lucy said.

Edmund snickered. "You're right... this is gonna be good."

"Alright, tell us! What happened! How is their mum here! How are they only 4 when they should be 13! How..." Lucy stopped when Edmund raised his hand in a silence motion.

"We're still missing one person and I'd rather wait until he comes. I've already called him, and he should be here by suppertime." he said.

"Who is he?" Peter asked.

"Our beloved cousin Eustace of course. He is also bringing his friend Jill. Apparently she went to Narnia with him and saved Caspians son." Edmund replied.

"It is good to know Rilian's alright. Even though we never met him Though it is a shame his mother was killed." Alex said.

"Ramandus Daughter? Oh the poor dear!" Lucy exclaimed.

"How was she killed? Was she avenged?" Eric asked.

"Not until many years later from what Eustace told us. It wasn't until Rilian was rescued that she was. But another thing Eustace told us... Caspian's dead." Edmund said.

Lucy gasped and shook her head. "No not Caspian. How many friends must we lose?" she cried.

"He died of old age. He was ready to go. I can only imagine what it was like to go through life with your wife dead and your son being kidnapped." Edmund said shaking his head.

"He's right, Lu. Don't be upset for Caspian. Be happy for him. He's in Aslans Country with his wife." Peter said, obviously shaken up by the news. Though Lucy and Alex seemed to be the most tearful out of them all.

So none said anything, and when Eustace arrived Lucy let no one say a word, only pushed them down onto a chair or the couch and looked at Edmund and Alex expectantly.

Edmund chuckled and rolled his eyes. "Well, the first few years were rather non interesting. Full of growing, and the more noticable glances of noblemen and women. We had agreed to keep everything a secret. They thought you all were dead, and that we were the lone survivors in the second battle of beruna. Out of the monarchy anyway. England was a secret, pretty much everything was a secret to them. They grew up Narnians, as Aslan wished and needed them to. But we agreed that on their 12th birthday, we would tell them and let them themselves chose whether they would stay in Narnia, or come with us. And a year would be just enough time. So on the day of their 12th birthday was when things really started becomming interesting..."