ladyofnarnia
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Nicki, I read your whole story last weekend (I just found this site). It's a wonderful story and I hope you finish it. You are a terrific writer.
Another, (yes, another!) fan-fic!!! except this one has a catch...
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SusanTheGentleHornblower
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Wow, I hope it didn't take you too long to wade through all the spam!!!
Thanks so so much! I hope to finish it someday soon. 
I've put WAY too much work in it to not complete it! I have another one on here somewhere that goes along with this one, only it's Edmund-centered.
So does this mean you're coming back to update soon, Nicki?
SusanTheGentleHornblower
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Oh me. Oh my? Could this possibly be an update?!?! Heavens to Mergatroid, it IS an update! what do ya know?!?!?!
But Peter didn’t have to worry about talking to Kathy again. He would be on his way back to school before he had another chance to talk to her. This relieved and bothered him at the same time. As his departure date came nearer, he thought about the next time that he would see her. He had plenty of questions, but he also didn’t want to scare her into never trusting him again. He decided to go for a walk. Walking downtown was enjoyable when you didn’t have to go anywhere quickly. Rushing through the throngs of last-minute shoppers was misery, but going at a slow pace you could enjoy the decorations that were strung up and down the streets to celebrate the festivities.
Making his way down the road heading towards the city, he saw people getting into taxis to go out on their shopping sprees. He caught a glimpse of Ed with some friends of his and they waved and yelled to Peter who raised his hand to acknowledge them. Ed smiled and looked like he was enjoying himself. Peter kept going, but was glad that he could be alone to think and sort some of his thoughts out. A child’s laugh brought him out of his own little world, however. A woman with salt-and-pepper hair whose face he could not see had a baby boy over her shoulder who Peter guessed to be six months old at best. The baby boy had a cute matching cap and mittens on and was clapping his mitten-clad hands together happily as he watched everyone else. His toothless smile and sparkling eyes met Peter’s calm blue ones. The little guy’s face changed, taking Peter off guard. It also made him study the boy more closely, and it jolted him a little. He didn’t know why at first, but something about the child seemed unsettlingly familiar. His pace slowed as he stared and tried to sort out what it was. The infant reached out his hand towards Peter with a wanting look on his face. Then the realization came over Peter so suddenly it almost knocked him off his feet.
The child looked exactly as he had in his baby pictures. Not just the ‘oh, just like mine!’ kind of things that mothers say about parents’ babies, trying to reference their children, but the identical, spitting-image kind. And then Peter noticed that the baby had Katriana’s face shape; a longer, slightly leaner face. The overwhelming feelings that washed over him rendered him helpless in moving his feet, but finally he was able to move, rushing through the crowd reach the boy, who had gotten farther away. The boy’s eyes were still locked with his and his hand still outstretched towards Peter. Peter began moving faster, weaving in and out of people, struggling to keep the boy in his line of vision. He saw the woman hail a cab, and his urgency grew even more.
“No,” he tried to cry out, but only was able to manage a croak past the knot in his throat. The lady ducked into the cab, and at the same time a stretch of empty pavement opened up in front of Peter, allowing him to break into a sprint. He was near tears now in his desperation to stop them; to stop his son. He knew in his heart that the boy was his own; he didn’t need anyone to tell him that. Peter could still see the young boy’s small face in the cab, looking out the back window, his bright eyes still glued to Peter. It was as if the boy knew who he was too. The door slammed shut and the cab started rolling slowly away as Peter skidded up to it, almost slipping on the snow and ice that covered the sidewalk.
“NO!” Peter cried out, regaining his footing as the car advanced away from him. The little boy put his gloved hand on the window and Peter began sprinting again to keep up with the car, but to no avail. “No,” he sobbed, falling to his knees as the cab slipped out of site. He didn’t care if he was soaked to the bone and lost all feeling in his legs. He had just lost something far greater.
~*~
Edmund, completely out of breath, stopped to catch it as he bent over and rested his hands on his knees. He looked up through squinted eyes to see if he could catch a glimpse of Peter. He had watched his brother stop suddenly in his tracks, then bolt down the street like he was running from the devil. He spotted him, down on his knees in the snow. Edmund stood up and made his way over to him.
“Pete, are you nuts? What made you run like that?” Edmund said, coming up beside his brother. He peered down the street to see what could have made his brother run. Nothing. Normal activity everywhere he looked; until he looked down at Peter. Tears were streaming from his eyes. “Peter, what’s wrong?”
“I lost him, Ed. I might never be able to find him again,” Peter said through gasps, his voice thick and mournful.
“Lost who?”
“My son.” Peter whispered those words and squeezed his eyes shut as he clenched his fists, sending chills up Edmund’s spine. He must have seen Josian with a babysitter of sorts. Katriana was working, so that was the only thing that made any sense. Edmund wondered if he should say anything that he knew in order to comfort Peter, but Katriana had sworn him to secrecy the day he and Lucy had discovered that she was the cleaning girl. Ed swallowed the lump in his throat.
“How do you know, Pete? It could have just been a coincidence.”
“I just knew, Ed. The moment after he looked into my eyes I knew. And it seemed that he knew too! I can’t explain it, Ed, any other way. I just…” Edmund placed his hand on his brother’s shoulder as his sentence trailed off.
“Aslan wouldn’t have let you see him only to torture you, Peter. If it really was your son, you’ll see him again.”
“I pray that over anything else in the world, Ed, you’re right.”
Heavens to Mergatroid, it IS an update! what do ya know?!?!?! But Peter didn’t have to worry about talking to Kathy again. He would be on his way back to school before he had another chance to talk to her. This relieved and bothered him at the same time. As his departure date came nearer, he thought about the next time that he would see her. He had plenty of questions, but he also didn’t want to scare her into never trusting him again. He decided to go for a walk. Walking downtown was enjoyable when you didn’t have to go anywhere quickly. Rushing through the throngs of last-minute shoppers was misery, but going at a slow pace you could enjoy the decorations that were strung up and down the streets to celebrate the festivities.
Making his way down the road heading towards the city, he saw people getting into taxis to go out on their shopping sprees. He caught a glimpse of Ed with some friends of his and they waved and yelled to Peter who raised his hand to acknowledge them. Ed smiled and looked like he was enjoying himself. Peter kept going, but was glad that he could be alone to think and sort some of his thoughts out. A child’s laugh brought him out of his own little world, however. A woman with salt-and-pepper hair whose face he could not see had a baby boy over her shoulder who Peter guessed to be six months old at best. The baby boy had a cute matching cap and mittens on and was clapping his mitten-clad hands together happily as he watched everyone else. His toothless smile and sparkling eyes met Peter’s calm blue ones. The little guy’s face changed, taking Peter off guard. It also made him study the boy more closely, and it jolted him a little. He didn’t know why at first, but something about the child seemed unsettlingly familiar. His pace slowed as he stared and tried to sort out what it was. The infant reached out his hand towards Peter with a wanting look on his face. Then the realization came over Peter so suddenly it almost knocked him off his feet.
The child looked exactly as he had in his baby pictures. Not just the ‘oh, just like mine!’ kind of things that mothers say about parents’ babies, trying to reference their children, but the identical, spitting-image kind. And then Peter noticed that the baby had Katriana’s face shape; a longer, slightly leaner face. The overwhelming feelings that washed over him rendered him helpless in moving his feet, but finally he was able to move, rushing through the crowd reach the boy, who had gotten farther away. The boy’s eyes were still locked with his and his hand still outstretched towards Peter. Peter began moving faster, weaving in and out of people, struggling to keep the boy in his line of vision. He saw the woman hail a cab, and his urgency grew even more.
“No,” he tried to cry out, but only was able to manage a croak past the knot in his throat. The lady ducked into the cab, and at the same time a stretch of empty pavement opened up in front of Peter, allowing him to break into a sprint. He was near tears now in his desperation to stop them; to stop his son. He knew in his heart that the boy was his own; he didn’t need anyone to tell him that. Peter could still see the young boy’s small face in the cab, looking out the back window, his bright eyes still glued to Peter. It was as if the boy knew who he was too. The door slammed shut and the cab started rolling slowly away as Peter skidded up to it, almost slipping on the snow and ice that covered the sidewalk.
“NO!” Peter cried out, regaining his footing as the car advanced away from him. The little boy put his gloved hand on the window and Peter began sprinting again to keep up with the car, but to no avail. “No,” he sobbed, falling to his knees as the cab slipped out of site. He didn’t care if he was soaked to the bone and lost all feeling in his legs. He had just lost something far greater.
~*~
Edmund, completely out of breath, stopped to catch it as he bent over and rested his hands on his knees. He looked up through squinted eyes to see if he could catch a glimpse of Peter. He had watched his brother stop suddenly in his tracks, then bolt down the street like he was running from the devil. He spotted him, down on his knees in the snow. Edmund stood up and made his way over to him.
“Pete, are you nuts? What made you run like that?” Edmund said, coming up beside his brother. He peered down the street to see what could have made his brother run. Nothing. Normal activity everywhere he looked; until he looked down at Peter. Tears were streaming from his eyes. “Peter, what’s wrong?”
“I lost him, Ed. I might never be able to find him again,” Peter said through gasps, his voice thick and mournful.
“Lost who?”
“My son.” Peter whispered those words and squeezed his eyes shut as he clenched his fists, sending chills up Edmund’s spine. He must have seen Josian with a babysitter of sorts. Katriana was working, so that was the only thing that made any sense. Edmund wondered if he should say anything that he knew in order to comfort Peter, but Katriana had sworn him to secrecy the day he and Lucy had discovered that she was the cleaning girl. Ed swallowed the lump in his throat.
“How do you know, Pete? It could have just been a coincidence.”
“I just knew, Ed. The moment after he looked into my eyes I knew. And it seemed that he knew too! I can’t explain it, Ed, any other way. I just…” Edmund placed his hand on his brother’s shoulder as his sentence trailed off.
“Aslan wouldn’t have let you see him only to torture you, Peter. If it really was your son, you’ll see him again.”
“I pray that over anything else in the world, Ed, you’re right.”
KathrynJanewayChakotay
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good update nicki i was suprsied to see the update i haven't read your story in ages great job
Oh wow! I just saw this update! Well, well, well. Nice of you Nicks to remember your readers!!!!!
Kalakali
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Oh my goodness. Wow. Very nice update! Believe it or not, I saved this story on my hard drive from the beginning, just so I could read it whenever I wanted to (because I liked it so much ) and thought of it the other day. I re-read the whole thing today and came looking for it, for the first time in ages. I was firstly surprised that I found it, and even more so that there was new material!! I do hope you finish this story! I, perhaps selfishly, want them to have a triumphant, happy ending. 
) and thought of it the other day. I re-read the whole thing today and came looking for it, for the first time in ages. I was firstly surprised that I found it, and even more so that there was new material!! I do hope you finish this story! I, perhaps selfishly, want them to have a triumphant, happy ending.
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TheRadiantSouthernSun
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Plz finish!!!! I just read it all tonight and its to big of a cliff hanger.... What's next?????
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TheRadiantSouthernSun
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plz..... i want to know what will happen!!!!!!!!!
Nicki hasn't been on in a while. We don't know when she'll be back to finish it. Let's all be patient now..... OK, enough!. HURRY NICKI!!
QueenLucyTheValient
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Okay, first of all, it took me ages to read through this all and I have to say that I agree with STGH(Nicki) about spaming, it is annoying...
On a more positive note, I love the story so much, and really hope she gets back on and finishes it!!! Does anyone have her email or anything? I want to know what happens!!!'
On a more positive note, I love the story so much, and really hope she gets back on and finishes it!!! Does anyone have her email or anything? I want to know what happens!!!'
You'll just have to wait 'till she gets here. You could, however, leave a message on her page. She may answer you when she's back.
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SusanTheGentleHornblower
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Wow!!! Thanks guys! It has been a long time since I've been on. 
I'm a bit embarrassed by it, but school/work has been keeping me WAY busy. I've been updating at fanfiction.net to have a spam-free version of it, which I think is nice to have. I hope to be writing more soon, and as soon as I do I WILL post it on here! I'll be on break near the end of February, so that'll give me time to write. =] Having the new movie out is also inspiration to write, as are your encouraging comments!!! =^_^= tehe, y'all make me blush.
I'm a bit embarrassed by it, but school/work has been keeping me WAY busy. I've been updating at fanfiction.net to have a spam-free version of it, which I think is nice to have. I hope to be writing more soon, and as soon as I do I WILL post it on here! I'll be on break near the end of February, so that'll give me time to write. =] Having the new movie out is also inspiration to write, as are your encouraging comments!!! =^_^= tehe, y'all make me blush.
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TheRadiantSouthernSun
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ok. i really cant wait till u update on here or fanfic.net. i put it on my favorite's list of fanfic. i will be waiting to hear more