Fire in love

Reunited

Susan stood in the middle of the crowd. All of these people, just to find out if they still had the ones they loved, or if the war had eaten them, just like it had for millions of others. People were crying, some for sadness, of losing the ones they held dear, and others of joy, knowing their loved ones were okay. The streets of London weren't the same as the had been before the war had started. They used to be majestic, with tall clean buildings standing next to a clean road. Now, a lot of buildings had crumbled, leaving many homeless. And the streets were filled with large rocks from the fallen buildings. Yet it was a good day, with the young sun shining, celebrating the end of the bloodthirsty war, that seemed for ages. She finally stepped closer to the wall. With lots of effort and patience, she got to the wall and searched. She was searching in the 'O's when she heard a so familiar voice. A voice she longed to hear. It was a young man's voice. She quickly turned around and saw the same bright smile on the face of the dirty blond haired boy. She rushed over to him, tears in her eyes. He held on to her, not wanting to let his beloved sister go after all this terror.

"Don't cry! You're gonna make me cry!" Peter laughed. Susan whipped away her tears of joy and hugged him once more.

"Where's Father?" she asked, worry covered her face. Her heartbeat doubled, and her smile faded.

Peter smiled, slightly, and said:

"Don't worry Su. He's okay. He's at the hospital, but will be joining us tomorrow."

With these words, the reunited siblings left home.

***

The arrived at home, a few minutes later. Susan took Peter's suitcase to help unpack. To her surprise, it was heavier than she remembered. Peter mumbled something she bearly believed he could say: the Bible. She opened the suitcase and found it on top of all his dirty clothes and old pictures.

"Why do you have this? Our family hasn't owned one in years," she asked, showing the Bible to him. He hesitated to answer but finally said:

"To give me hope."

She rolled her eyes and carried all of his clean clothes to his bedroom. She was happy to have him back. Without him, it felt like everything was gone. She loved her dear brother and wanted to the best for him. She wanted him to have a happy life, and love. She loved his weird sense of humor and his ways of bringing joy to the people around him. She knew he could be serious, especially during war. He could bring people safety, and warmth by just the look on his face. Having him around made her feel a bit more at home... or at least what was her home.

That night, they ate a simple dinner. They talked a lot. He would share her stories of the war, and she would write them down to make more stories to tell. She loved her brother's stories and wished she could live her own. She longed to go to adventure. Having every day a new discovery was her dream.

After dinner she found her brother reading a large book. She immediately found that it was the Bible.

"Why do you read that? The war is over, you can now rest and not worry about that," she said, trying to take the Bible away.

Peter's blue eyes gazed hers. His eyes, filled with pain, and hope all at the same time. His eyes wanted to tell her something, but he hesitated.

"Susan... you should listen to this," and he read to her the Bible. His soft welcoming voice danced around the words, pronouncing every word. He continued reading to his sister till the young sun was down behind the few buildings left. Susan listened and dived into the story her brother was reading to her. Every word sounded familiar and heartwarming. As if they could bring her back to her home, Narnia. He finished reading and closed the book. He looked back at his sister, who was still looking at the old red carpet laid underneath their black couch.

The next day, Susan and her brother cleaned up the house. Today, not only was their father coming back but Lucy and Edmund. She was so excited to see her happy little sister and her grumpy little brother. The cleaning took a couple of hours. Peter did most of the vacuuming and dusting, while Susan did the actual cleaning and buying new food. It was a special day, and they weren't going to miss it. Two o'clock came around the corner so fast, the joyful siblings had to hurry down to the subway hidden from the daylight. It was quite empty but very loud. Kids were running around and mothers were ordering their kids to calm down.

"Calm down before you fall in front of the train!" one yelled at her 5-year-old boy. He came back to his mother, frightened by the sound of the train. The train slowly stopped, and a tall young lady with blue hazel eyes and a bright smile placed under her small pointy nose. She stepped out of the train, a large leather suitcase in her hands. She had a large marine blue coat and small white gloves. She was followed by a young man, with hair as dark as the night and small brown eyes. He wasn't smiling as much as Lucy was, but had a small smile. He had a black coat on and a large black suitcase in his right hand.

"Susan!" Lucy ran over to her sister, excited. She loved her dear sister and missed her so much. She had lots to tell her, and couldn't wait till they got home.

"We saw Caspian!" she yelled. People around them stared at them, then quickly looked away, and headed out. Susan blushed when she heard that name, remembering the fun times they had together back in Narnia, and especially; they kiss. She remembered the soft touch of his lips and the tight hug they shared. It always made her blush whenever she thought about him. This made Lucy laugh.

Edmund hugged Peter. They were both happy to see each other, but also to finally, after so many years, see their parents again. Of course, they knew that their mother was very sick, but we're grateful she was still alive.

They walked home together, and around 4, their father came home. He had bruises all over, and a bandage around his head. Susan ran over to her father to help him sit down on the couch. Lucy drowned her father in kisses. He was crying with joy to be reunited with his family. He felt arms hug him around his neck and 2 more pairs of arms around his waist. The family hugged and laughed. It was a good night. Lucy slept in Susan's bedroom with Susan, and Edmund and Peter chaired a room.

The next day they woke up early to visit their sick mother in the hospital a couple of blocks down the road. It was a huge white building, and the inside was a mint blue color. Their mother was in room 145. She was laying, asleep, on a hospital bed, covered in tubs. She had some for breathing, others for blood pressure, and more for eating. The machine next to her showed a slow and tired heartbeat. The four siblings stared at her, not wanting to believe what their eyes saw. Luy began to cry. She buried her head in Peter's chest and cried for a long time. She loved her mother and didn't want to let her go. It was hard for her to see all of what her mother is going through. What made her cry the most was the beeps of the machine. Slow and long. She was slowly letting herself go.

"Let's go home," whispered Edmund to his sisters and Peter. The slowly headed out of the room, Lucy still crying into her brother's chest.

Their father didn't want to see their mother, thinking he wouldn't be able to take it in so well. So he stayed at home and prepared the party. There would be a party tonight to welcome the end of the war. Lots of friends and family were invited. George, the kids' father, had covered the house in colorful balloons, and banners. When the kids got home, Susan and Lucy started on preparing the food for their friends, while Peter helped his father fix somethings up, and Edmund continued sorting out the balloons and preparing room for the food.