 Loves the Black Dog | Ninja Pirate...BEWARE! | High Queen of Narnia | GIRAFFE- made you look!
Clair sat next to Peter, unsure of what to do. She felt hopeless, helpless. None of her spells had worked and her love was dying. Her eyes were locked on his face, her hand in his. She was unable to do anything else. Suddenly, she was brought out of her own thoughts by Ben. "Wha-" she was about to ask something, but then saw Lucy come through. "I did all I could," she tried to explain, but tears just came to her eyes again. Then, she saw Lucy take something out. It was a small bottle filled with a red liquid. She watched, as the drops were dropped into his mouth. She held her breath, hoping, that something would happen. Suddenly, she felt his hand go limp. Unable to hold back any longer, she sobbed and looked away, still holding his hand.
Ben looked down, hiding the sadness in his eyes. He hugged Lucy close as he realized that Peter was probably gone. "I'm sorry Lucy, so sorry," he said, hoping for some way to comfort her.
Peter was walking in blackness. He saw a light, but it was so far away. His hand was being held by something as he walked and as he got closer, it felt as if the hold on his hand was lessening. He stopped suddenly. Clair...he thought, unsure of how he knew that she was holding his hand. He looked around, wondering where he was. He was unfamiliar with the area, and that made him uncomfortable. Suddenly, he saw a familiar shape coming toward himfrom the light. It was Aslan. Peter...you are not supposed to be here just yet, the Lion told him. You are still needed and loved, you must go back, Aslan continued. The Lion knelt and Peter climbed onto his back. Instantly, they took off and Peter was unsure where they were going. Then, he felt ground underneath him and a slight pain on the back of his head. But, most of all, he felt a hand in his his. He knew who it was and he had to see her. He opened his eyes, to see everyone around him. Clair was looking down, sobbing. He squeezed her hand and sat up groaning. "What's wrong? Why does everyone look so depressed?" he asked. He was suddenly sticken with fear. "Has someone been killed?" he asked, fear striking him.
Clair suddenly felt the hand tighten that she was holding. She looked over, dizzy from moving her head so fast. She heard a familiar voice and familiar eyes looking into her's. "Peter!" she exclaimed, hugging him close. She was so relieved, so happy and the tears of sadness that had been in her eyes were now tears of happiness. "Nothing's wrong, not anymore," she said, laughing because she was so relieved. "You were killed, at least we thought you had been! But you're here, and alive!" she said, relief flooding her entire body. She was unable to stop smiling and she leaned in a kissed Peter. She felt him kiss her back and she didn't care about the crowd around them. When they broke apart, she was unable to stop smiling.
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