Chronicles of Narnia

Peter Injured

"Peter," Edmund said as they came to his bedside in the hospital. He had a bandage across his chest and he was unconscious.
"Has he had surgery?" Lucy asked as she came beside Peter.
"He has," Aslan answered her.
"Is he going to be alright?"
"He will make a full recovery."
"There are a lot of wounded people here," Caspian said as he looked around.
"It's the war. Hundreds are injuried per day."
"And thousands are killed. You will be old enough to fight soon Edmund."
"I look forward to it."
"Ho do you look forward to this?" Caspian asked him.
"Peter and I have fought in hundreds of wars."
"But none like this Edmund."
"We have been kings Lucy, ruling a kingdom."
"But here they have machine guns, tanks, and gas."
"What is a machine gun?"
"It kills hundreds of men in seconds."
"I will adapt. Lucy, I will not let others fight for me when I am able to help them."
"Peter's lying in a hospital bed. This could be you Edmund."
"It was me. After the White Witch was defeated, you had to use your cordial to bring me back from the brink of death."
"I don't have my cordial here Edmund. Peter's had surgery to remove a bullet from his chest. Our world is not Narnia."
"Alright," Capsian said and they looked at him. "Shall we focus on Peter?"
"Yes," Lucy said as they looked at their brother.
"He's breathing alright."
"I wonder is Susan has been told."
"Mother should have been told."
"And she might have told Susan."

"Hmn..." Peter groaned.
"Peter?"
"Are you awake?"
"We're here. Edmund and Lucy."
"You're in hospital Peter."
"Ed..." Peter whispered.
"I'm here," Edmund said before he squeezed his brother's hand.
"Am I... ok?"
"You've had surgery. You're being looked after, and you'll be alright."
"A bullet hit you in the chest."
"Argh..."
"Are you ok?"
"I'm in... pain."
"I'll find a nurse."
"Thanks Lucy," Edmund said and Lucy left them.
"You're here..."
"Of course I am."
"You were... there. In no man's... land."
"You saw me?"
"A ghost. Ghost of you..."
"You said that you'd seen him Edmund."
"I had. But it was with the White Witch."
"The Witch?"
"Relax Peter. You're safe," Caspian told him. "We can save what happened for later Edmund."
"Yes."
"Are you in pain Peter?" A nurse asked as she came over.
"Yes."
"Ok," She said and she prepared a needle. Lucy watched as the nurse gave her brother a painkiller, meanwhile Caspian picked up a needle and started fiddling with it.
"Caspian," Edmund said and Caspian turned to him. "Put it down. You don't know what's in it, and it could harm you."
"Oh," Caspian said, and he put the needle back on the tray.
"How's that Peter?"
"Better."
"Good," The nurse said and she left them.
"Are you alright Peter?" Lucy asked as she rubbed her hand against his arm.
"Yeah. Ed was with me."
"With you where?"
"Caspian," Edmund said before he went over and stopped him fiddling with other medical equipment.
"In no man's land."
"He couldn't have been."
"He was..."
"Rest. You've been badly hurt."
"Lucy..." Peter said before he opened his eyes.
"Hi," Lucy said as Peter looked at her.
"I'm going to be ok?"
"You're going to recover Peter," Aslan said and Peter looked at him.
"How...?"
"I can step outside of Narnia if I wish. And pass unseen."
"My ears..."
"Relax," Aslan said and Peter did so. He suddenly grimaced in pain as Edmund and Caspian came back over.
"What's happening?"
"I don't know."
"Peter? Are you ok?" Edmund asked as Peter relaxed.
"The ringing... it's gone."
"I am sorry for your suffering Peter. But it was necessary."
"Are you... watching over us?" Peter asked Aslan.
"I am. Always."
"My brothers... the others in battle..."
"They rest on distant shores. In my land."
"They are... safe...?"
"Yes. In my country they are at peace. Your time to enter my country has not yet come. You have your family to protect."
"How long will it take? My recovery?"
"Weeks for the wound, but months for your strength. Take pride in your family, they will protect you as you have protected them."

"Peter!" Susan called as she arrived and came to him. Aslan left them as Susan took his hand. "I was so worried when I heard the news. Mum was scared."
"What news?"
"That you had been shot. I came as soon as I could."
"Edmund and Lucy have... been with me..."
"He's alright Susan," Edmund reassured her.
"He's had painkillers and he's recovering."
"Good. You've had surgery?" Susan asked as she saw the bandage.
"He has."
"We need to look after him."
"We will."
"I need rest..."
"I'll stay with you Peter," Susan said and Peter closed his eyes.
"We should get back," Caspian said and Susan looked at him.
"Caspian? What are you doing here?"
"We came from Narnia. Speaking of which Lucy..."
"Eustace! Oh no."
"Eustace?"
"Cousin Eustace, he's still there."
"Where?"
"In Narnia."
"Shhhh," Peter said.
"Sorry."
"Can you feel that?" Caspian asked them.
"What?"
"The wind. It's..." Caspian said and a wave woke him on the beach.

"Argh!" Caspian cried out as he stood up. Looking around, he saw everyone in the camp standing up and dripping wet.
"This wretched ocean. Couldn't we have camped more inland?" Eustace complained as he complained.
"Eustace."
"Yes. Who else would I be?"
"Lucy. Edmund," Caspian said, and he went in search of them. "Lucy! Edmund!" He called before he saw them.
"Still sleeping are they?"
"Lucy. Lucy, wake up," Caspian said as he went over and shook her.
"Hmn?"
"You are alright?"
"Where am I?"
"You're back in Narnia."
"Peter... Peter!" Edmund called as he woke up.
"Edmund," Caspian said as he came over to him.
"Caspian," Edmund said in relief.
"Is Peter alright?"
"Susan's staying with him. Lucy and I must have passed out."
"You're back in Narnia."
"Ok."
"What's wrong with you two? Why are you babbling about Peter?" Eustace asked as he came over to them.
"Eustace," Lucy said in relief.
"Oh, so now you're happy to see me."
"Well, it's good to know that Eustace is alright."
"Of course I'm not alright. I'm soaking wet, have fish swimming in my trousers and seaweed down my shirt. Argh!" Eustace yelled as something moved in his clothes.
"Susan will take good care of Peter until you're back."
"I know. Time also moves faster in Narnia, so with any luck Peter would have just fallen asleep by the time we get back."
"Indeed. Come on, we have swords to gather and Eustace to worry about."
"Oh fantastic," Edmund said sarcastically and Lucy went over to join him.
"Peter could have died Edmund."
"I know. I'm sorry for what I said Lucy."
"It's alright. You're right for wanting to fight. I'm just scared of what might happen."
"We all are Lucy. We all are," Edmund said and they hugged.