A/N: Okay, so I've been writing my other KA fanfiction for the past three or four days. Then this one popped into my head, so i'll be writing for both of them. It is another Time Travel, and yes there will be romance. Why? Because I like both of them.I'm going to put another 'character' list in the beginning here, and a list of what items my characters have with them for several reasons. One, i want you to know what they have, and who they are. Two, i hate including those full descriptions in the actual stories. It seems trite. Also, once again i have included lyrics. This time by James Taylor. Like i said before, sometimes lyrics say more than anything else could.
Don't own anything escept the Kellers and Rob.
Kassidy Keller- 25, 5'7", 134 lbs. Black hair, reaches her mid-back when not pulled up or braided. Jade green eyes. Kassidy trained as a professional dancer. Knows ballet, tap, jazz, belly dancing, urban, and can dirty dance with the best of them. A little too busty for a traditional ballerina.
Brianna- 17- twin: Brandon, 5'6", 133 lbs, Dark brown hair, cut shoulder length. Jade green eyes. Brianna just graduated high school. A slightly shorter, younger, and curvier version of Kassidy. Was part of the track team in high school and wants to go to school for veterinarian medicine. Has interned two summers with the vet in her town.
Brandon- 17- twin: Brianna, 5'10", 165 lbs, Black hair, cut short, but flops into his eyes, Jade green eyes, where glasses, but his eyesight isn't too bad. Like Brianna, Brandon just graduated. Tall and lanky Brandon eats a lot and has a high metabolism. Brandon is extremely intelligent and was the highest GPA at his school.
The siblings parents were killed in a car accident two years before. Kassidy quit dancing and came home to care for them. For a graduation gift she took the two to England. At the time the three left America Kassidy had just broken up with a highly abusive boyfriend.
Kassidy's Canvas bag/Purse contents:Wallet- driver license, soc sec card, ATM/Debit card, small credit card sized card with Irish blessing on it, fifty five dollars and some loose change. Loose change out of the wallet. An old key ring with an old locker key, a skeleton key she found on the street, and a key chain of the xmen logo. A small bottle of mace. Two full packs of cigarettes, one half opened pack, and three half used lighters. Six packs of gum, three of which are open. A bottle of deep woods off. A swiss army pocket knife Three different flavored chapsticks: plain, cherry, and vanilla. Two condoms. A cover girl make up compact, mascara, eyeliner, blush, and rosy violet lip gloss. Sunglasses
Travel Suitcase:Two pairs of thong panties, with matching bras, in red and black. Two pairs of tanga panties with matching bras, in purple and lime green. An extra pair of jeans, so worn there are holes in the knees and a hole near the butt. Three tank tops. A flannel longsleeved shirt. A maroon cable knit men's sweater. A pair of purple sneakers. A nightshirt with the playboy bunny logo on it. A white silk spaghetti strap negligee. Scarves to a belly dancing costume she purchased in London. Two piece purple dancers leotard. Reading glasses. Three disposable razors. A ¾ full bottle of shower gel- Vanilla/Tangerine Dream. " " bottle of shampoo- Jasmine/Rose scented " " " of conditioner- " " A bottle of Vanilla/Tangerine Dream lotion. A bottle of head and shoulders shampoo. Economy sized bottle of ibuprofen.
Briana purse: $25. Drivers license. Atm card Small video solitaire game. Ipod with headphones and small portable speakers. Box of milk duds. Two packs of gum. Matches. Lip balm. Clear nail polish. Small firstaid kit with bandaids, Neosporin, and tweezers.
Brianna suitcase:Four pairs of silk and lace tanga panties, and two bras. All black and white. A pair of jeans. Two pairs of running shorts, A tank top. White sneakers. Shampoo/conditioner. Shower gel. Two t-shirts. A Grey high school logo hoodie sweatshirt.
Brandon backpack: $30,Driver's license. Atm card. Ipod with headphones and small portable speakers.Two packs of gum. Three granola bars. Two snickers bars. Matches. Flashlight. Six comic books. A book on Arthurian legend. An asthma inhaler. An extra pair of glasses.
Brandon travel suitcase: Two pairs of jeans, Five pairs of boxers, Three plain white men's undershirts. Three regular everyday t-shirts. Black high tops. Shampoo. A five pack of irish spring soap. A zip up hoodie sweatshirt.
A guitar case carrying an acoustic guitar.
Kassidy stared at the smoking engine in disgust. "Well shit." she muttered.
"At least you were on the correct side of the road this time." Brianna blew another bubble, and pulled the headphones out of her ears. "Maybe we should try to walk back to town?'
"Town's fifteen miles back." Kassidy reminded her little sister. "The next town is only supposed to be two miles up the road."
"Ya know Kass, I think if we took this shortcut through the woods here we'd get there in only like a mile." Her brother Brandon had been perusing the map, and was pointing to it.
Kass looked at Bri, who just shrugged. "He is the genius." her younger sister reminded her.
"All right. We'll take the shortcut. But we're taking our stuff. God only knows who might come along and strip the damn car." They agreed and emptied the trunk. Kass grabbed her purse, small carryon suitcase, and guitar case. Bri and Brandon each grabbed their small suitcases and their purse and backpack respectively.
They left the road and walked down the stretch of wooded area. Kass was glad she'd chosen the black combat boots that morning. They'd left most of their belongings in London thinking they'd be back in a few days. Now she was glad for that too. It would have been a bitch to lug all of that crap.
The woods were gloomier than the road. Bri and Brandon were bickering with each other, and all Kass wanted was a cigarette. She knew though that if she took one out she'd get the death glares. They were trying to 'help' her quit.
It seemed that they'd been traveling for awhile when Brandon stopped. "Um, Kass?"
"Yeah babe?" she said panting slightly. Perhaps she should try harder to stop.
"I think we should have been there by now."
"Oh smooth." Bri said sarcastically. "Braniac got us lost in the frigging woods."
"Shut up Bri." he snapped.
Bri stopped suddenly, tilting her head to the side. "What's that noise? It sounds like someone talking."
Indeed it did seem like someone speaking. "Okay, look you guys. You hide over there in that brush. We don't know who would be out here walking around. I'll see if they can help us. If they can I'll give you a signal, okay?"
They looked at her with uncertainty in their eyes, but did as she asked. She made sure she couldn't see them and waited for the approaching voices. Three men came into view and her mouth dropped open in surprise. The men were in clothing that would've done any movie costume designer proud. They looked as if they actually came out of the middle ages. It was amazing. They even looked unclean and disgusting. There must be some type of reenactment taking place in the village they had been headed to.
Kass felt relief and almost called her siblings from their hiding when the men noticed her.
"Well, lookee here gents. We've got a pretty lil' chicken to ourselves." They were large men, and the one who spoke, she would think of him as Baldy, had a thick accent.
"Hi!" She started brightly. "Say, I got lost on my way to the village, do you think you could point me in the right direction?"
The second man, herein referred to as Toothless, grinned. "Now, a lil' chicken like yerself don't wanna go to no village."
"I don't?"
Gut, the third man, chuckled. "I'm thinkn' ya wanna stay and play wif us chicken."
"Okay, this whole chicken thing isn't working for me." she said coolly. "Please just point me in the right direction and you can be on your way gentlemen."
They were getting quite close now, and the stench of them was almost enough to make her gag. This was starting to not be so fun.
Baldy slinked right up to her and before she could move or speak he'd backhanded her. She dropped from the surprise of it. Gut laughed out loud and kicked her in the belly. She gasped and tried to scramble away. Toothless grabbed her by her hair and pulled her back. She screamed and was sure he'd pulled her hair out of her scalp. He dragged her backwards and slammed her into a tree. The bark cut into her back as Gut pushed his body against hers.
"Pretty lil' chicken." his putrid breath made her gag. She spit in his face and he plowed his fist into hers. Kass dropped to the ground and threw up. Baldy wrapped rough rope around her wrists and started dragging her to a more flat spot. Meanwhile Toothless and Gut began to try to get her pants off. She bucked, fighting the men, and praying that Bri and Brandon stayed put. One of the men, she didn't know which one at this point squeezed her breast painfully, and another had pulled a knife and was about to cut her pants off. The knife cut her skin instead because she was moving so much, and she screamed again.
"No!" The shout came. "Leave my sister alone!" Brandon came tearing out of his hiding. He held a sturdy tree branch and was advancing on the men. Bri had come forward after Brandon, and she too was brandishing a branch.
"Looks like another chicken fellas." Gut chuckled. Kassidy was close to passing out, but she knew her brother and sister needed her, and started fighting the men again.
"I'll kill you!" Brandon screamed.
A whinnying split the air, and an arrow sank deep into Gut's chest. He looked at the protruding shaftin surprise and dropped to the ground dead. The other two men had dropped to their knees. Four horsemen rode up to the group. Brandon moved in front of Kassidy in a protective stance not knowing what horror had come to call now. All he knew for certain was that between the three men, and the four on horseback, something was really wrong.
Arthur looked at the peasants who were covered in blood and scratches. "What is the meaning of this?"
The bald man who'd attacked Kass sputtered, "King Arthur, your highness."
Bri had run to Kass and was sobbing hysterically. Brandon held the branch up. "Go away! All of you, go away, leave us alone!"
The man the attacker had referred to as King looked at him from piercing brown eyes. The king shifted his eyes to the sight behind Brandon, taking in everything in a glance. The boy and two women were dressed strangely. The three men who rode with the man looked at the two attackers in disgust. "Dagonet, check the woman."
"Stay away from her!" The boy's screaming was starting to sound hysterical.
"Tristan keep the boy from harm." Arthur ordered. Tristan moved up and easily removed the branch from the boy's grip.
"We offer aid boy, not harm." The scout murmured.
The fight seemed to leave the boy. He looked at Tristan and moved to the two women. He held the sobbing girl close, and they looked at the bloodied woman with fear stiffening their entire bodies.
"We was just…" one of the men started, "We was just havin' fun."
"You attacked this woman." It was more of a statement than a question.
Dagonet leaned over the woman. "There are many wounds here my King."
"Kass…." Bri keened.
Dagonet looked up at the girl, "I'll help her. Have no fear, she'll live."
"Bring the boy and women with us." Arthur ordered.
"We have belongings." Brandon whispered still staring at his unconscious sister.
"Bors help them with their belongings." Arthur murmured and the big man moved to comply. Dagonet cradled the injured woman gently and handed her to Arthur's care until they could get back to the keep. It almost reminded him of when he'd found Guin. Bors pulled the boy up into the saddle with him, and the girl rode with Dagonet. "Tristan."
The one word told the scout all he needed to know. As the men rode away Brandon heard the quiet sound of arrows being fired, and he felt a small amount of pleasure knowing the men who'd done this were dead.
They rode into the courtyard and Guinevere came running. "Arthur?"
"These three were set upon by brigands in the forest."
"She's terribly hurt." Guin said after a cursory glance at the beaten woman. "Bring her." Guin headed to the area she and Dagonet were using as a healing place.
As he started to move away the younger girl broke into shrieks again. She and the boy ran to where he carried her. "She's ours." the boy said stubbornly. "We'll carry her."
"Brannon." the injured woman murmured.
"Kass?" he hiccupped.
"Call the police, Rob's back." her eyes fluttered in her head.
Somehow the two managed to carry the woman towards the large room.
"Arthur, what's happened?" Galahad and Lancelot approached, watching the happenings.
Arthur explained briefly. "Take their belongings to them." He hoped the eldest woman regained consciousness soon. He had many questions to ask, and he didn't think he'd get the answers out of the younger two.
Hours later Kass woke to a dark room. She lay on a bed of soft goosedown. Her body ached, and her head throbbed. It felt like the last time Rob had put her in the hospital. She opened her eyes, and could only see from one eye. Kass raised her hand to feel her face and felt the swollen, tender flesh surrounding her left eye and nose. A sob escaped her and a man approached. He was a large man, but for some reason he didn't inspire fear in her.
"Shh, you'll wake your children." he said gently. "They've finally dropped into sleep." He pointed to them sleeping on one cot, and saw some of the tension leave her body. "The brigands broke your nose I'm sorry to say."
"Not the first time that's happened." she said weakly. The man in front of her had kind blue eyes, and his hair was shaved close to his head. "Where am I?"
"You're at Hadrian's Wall Lady." he smiled. "I'm Dagonet."
"I'm Kassidy. You can call me Kass. Do you have any water?" The large man moved quickly and brought her a small pewter cup with water in it.
"Kass?" the whisper came from Brandon. He moved slowly so as not to wake Brianna, and moved to Kass. He knelt on the floor at her bedside. "Oh Kass, I'm so sorry." he sobbed.
"Oh Brandon, shhhh." she almost wept at his heartbreak. "Bran it wasn't your fault."
"I told you about the shortcut…"
"Brandon, stop. You thought you were doing right. And it looked right. I looked at the damned map too ya know." Brandon moved to lay on the bed in front of his sister, and she wrapped her arm around him. "I'm so tired." She felt an arm wrap around her waist and found that Bri had climbed into the bed on her other side. The three fell asleep like that.
The light seemed to glare and Kass woke up dizzy. She sat up quickly forgetting where she was. Can you really forget where you are if you didn't know where you were to begin with, she thought.
A dark haired man sat in a chair across from her bed. "I went through your things."
"How kind of you." she said with a tinge of sarcasm.
He paid no attention. "I am King Arthur, and you are in my realm. Do you remember us saving you yesterday?"
"Not really. I remember a little, but not the actual saving part."
He nodded in understanding. "As I said. I went through your things and do not know what to make of most of them."
"What do you mean? It's just normal stuff." Perhaps that's when she realized things were odd. The man wore a leather tunic over a linen, longsleeved top. He wore leather pants, and leather boots. There were no light fixtures in the room, and the beds and everything in the room was made of wood. The ground was dirt floor. Kass sat up straight in the bed, and it woke up Bri and Brandon. "Where the hell are we?"
"Um, Kass…"
"Is this some type of reenactment bullshit?" her voice had raised slightly, drawing the attention of the large man from the night before and a beautiful woman who looked no older than she was. The man was dressed similar to the self proclaimed King, and the woman wore a billowing gown that looked medieval.
"Kass, I don't know what happened, but I think we went back in time." Brandon almost squeaked, which embarrassed him. It hadn't happened since puberty.
She stared at him blankly and then started laughing. Bri looked at Brandon in alarm. They'd talked about their situation the night before, and he'd pretty much convinced her then. What had really convinced her had been when she'd had to go to the bathroom. "That's funny. Okay big guy, you show me what you don't understand and I'll explain it."
He picked up her purse and looked into it. The first thing he pulled out was her lighter. She took it from him and flicked it on. The woman let out a cry and backed away. The men looked at her in alarm. "It's a lighter. Next…chapstick." she put some on and then put some on him. "That's mace, put it down, you'll hurt yourself. It's a liquid that burns your eyes. I should have used it yesterday on those assholes." By now several other men had entered the room and were watching the proceedings. "That's money." she told him when he held out a dollar bill. When he pulled out one of the condoms her face turned a brilliant red. "You don't need to know what that's for." she said and snatched it away from him.
"Kassidy Aillene Keller, I can't believe you have those in your purse." Brianna was grinning wickedly.
"Hey! Never say I didn't try to set a good example."
"What is it?" Arthur was curious.
"Ya know, I just don't know you well enough to go into that conversation with you." her face turned even redder. "Move along, move along, what else? Oh, yes, that's bug spray, keeps the bugs off of you when you go outside." When Arthur pulled out one of her packs of cigarettes she felt like kissing him. "Oh bless you!" She said and grabbed the pack, she had one out, in her mouth, and lit within seconds. "You smoke these bad boys."
"But you don't." Brandon reminded her ripping the cigarette from her mouth and stomping on it.
"Oh come on Bran. I need one. I NEED one bad." she almost whined.
Bri turned to Arthur and his knights. "Those are cigarettes, they are bad, and they kill you." When Arthur dropped the entire pack like it'd bit him she sighed. "Well, it only kills you when smoke a lot of them for a long time. But they're very addicting as you can tell." Kass's hand was sneaking for the pack. Bri smacked her hand and picked up the smokes. Kass gave a little shriek as Bri dumped the pack in a bucket of water. Bri gave her a very sweet smile.
"What are these?" Dagonet asked, and held up a pair of Bri's panties.
"Oh no way." she blushed furiously. Bri marched over to the large man and snatched the black lacy panties away from him. In a dignified voice she answered. "Girls wear them under clothes. Pants, dresses and such, and if you have one of my bras, don't whip it out." An extremely handsome man next to Dagonet snickered and Bri turned on him. "What're you laughing at pretty boy?"
The man seemed to be slightly older than Kass, but only slightly. "I was just imagining Dag trying to put those on." The other men laughed at the thought.
"Yeah, well, they're mine, and no one but me is wearing them."
"Well, I wouldn't mind seeing that." the man grinned.
"Keep dreaming old man." She gave him a mean smile.
Arthur pulled out the scarves that Kass had purchased in London. "Oh," she whispered. "Those are a costume. A dancing costume. I bought it in London." At the men's curious looks she continued. "I'm a dancer. We were on vacation, and our car died, and we got lost in the woods." She fingered the deep green material. "Perhaps when my face and body aren't so battered I'll show you all."
"So, You're King Arthur. Is that Lady Guinevere?" Brandon asked. At Arthur's nod, Brandon smiled. "Cool. Where's Lancelot?"
"I am Lancelot." A darkhaired man called from the background. He stood behind and to the side of Dagonet. He'd listened to the proceedings with interest, but hadn't gotten close enough to look at any of their strange guests. He stepped forward and looked at the boy who knew his name.
"Have you and Guinevere, you know, done the deed?" the boy asked. Several things happened at once at this comment.
"Brandon!" Kass gasped.
Galahad and a big blond haired man burst out laughing.
Arthur cracked a smile.
Guinevere and Lancelot just looked at each with disbelief, and exclaimed, "What?"
"Well, in all the legends, they say that Guinevere and Lancelot fell in love, and destroyed the kingdom." Brandon sighed, it was obvious the two had nothing going on. "I guess it was just a story."
"I can't even trust my First Knight." Arthur said sadly.
"That isn't funny Arthur." Lancelot grimaced, and Arthur burst out laughing.
"You have given me much to think of today Lady." Arthur said looking at Kass.
"Perhaps Lady Kassidy would like a bath?" Guinevere said with a smile.
"Oh, yes please." she jumped at the chance.
"If you're well enough I can also have you and your children moved to other chambers."
"Oh, Bri and Brandon are my brother and sister, not my children. I don't have any children." Kass explained. "You could move us though. Give yourself some room again."
Guinevere helped her bathe and Bri sat on the cot and babbled at her. The tree she'd been slammed into had scratched her back. She washed her hair using the shampoo and conditioner she kept in her suitcase, and showed Guinevere what they were for. Bri gave Guinevere the trial size bottles she'd taken from the hotel.
Guinevere and Dagonet helped get them moved to the sleeping chambers, and then led them to the tavern for a meal. Kass had changed into her other pair of worn jeans, and a black tank top that said 'Dancers Do It Better'. The knights had commandeered a large table when they'd arrived, and Dagonet called Brandon over to his side. He seemed so excited, Kass pushed him to go. Guinevere sat Kass and Bri next to her. Kass made sure that Bri had Guin on one side, and Kass was on the other. Her sister was a lovely young girl, and while all here had seemed gentlemanly, she just wanted to be sure. The dark man, Lancelot sat to Arthur's right, with Guin on Arthur's left. Kass couldn't help but notice him. He was darkly handsome with dark brown curling hair, piercing black eyes, and a trimmed goatee. He seemed to enjoy flirting with the serving wenches, and the man Bors wife, or woman, Vanora. To his right sat Dagonet, with Brandon on his right. On Brandon's right sat the man Gawain. A large blonde fellow who reminded Kass of a lion. Bors sat next to him, and then a younger man, the one who'd sparred verbally with Bri sat next to Bors. His name was Galahad. The last person at the table, who happened to be seated next to her was the quiet man, Tristan.
"So tell us Lady Brianna, your sister is a dancer, what is it you do?" Dagonet asked.
Bri blinked at him. "I just graduated from school. I was planning on going into veterinary medicine." At their blank looks she elaborated. "I want to help sick animals."
"And tell me milady," Galahad grinned at the girl, "If I were a wounded horse, what would you do to heal me?"
Bri smiled another of her sweet smiles and leaned forward. "Oh, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to help someone as sick as you. I'd have to shoot you."
Kass relaxed as the men laughed, and Galahad lifted his glass to Bri. It seemed Bri could hold her own with these men.
"Don't be so tense Kass." Bri told her, thinking no one was listening. "These men aren't like Rob."
"Who is this Rob?" Guin asked. Bri gasped, and Guin realized she'd made a mistake. The table quieted.
Kass held her head up. "Rob was a man I dated."They obviously didn't understand the word. "I spent time with him romantically." She gave Bri's hand a reassuring squeeze. "He was very violent, and ended up hurting me."
"This man lifted hand to you?" Bors asked.
"Yes."
"Was he Roman?"
She looked and found herself addressing Lancelot. "No. Rob wasn't Roman. Actually, where I'm from it's frowned upon to use violence against someone else when it's not defense."
"Rob was put in jail the last time he hurt her. A big cell." Brandon interjected.
"The last time?" Vanora asked.
"Well, it was only twice really. The first time, I called the cops, they're like guards, and we moved. We hid." Kass thought she might cry thinking of the danger she'd put her siblings through with that man.
"But he found us." Bri finished for her. "Beat our Kass up bad. So she took a bat to him." Bri seemed proud. "That's like a big heavy stick."
"It sucked. We had to visit her in the hospital and everything." Brandon frowned.
"What is a hospital?" Dagonet asked frowning with Brandon.
"It's sort of like a big place where they put sick or injured people."
"So this is where you've had your nose broken before?"
"Rob had a mean right hook." she said lightly and drank some more ale.
"Do you have music?" Bri asked suddenly, probably trying to lighten the mood.
"Only when Vanora honors us with a song." Arthur smiled.
"Can I?" Bri asked Kass.
"As long as you don't play Stairway to Heaven."
Bri clapped and ran out of the room. Kass sighed after her. "She has so much energy."
Within moments Bri was back with her acoustic guitar and she'd pulled it out of the case lovingly. She began playing and soon captured everyone's attention. Sensing a moment, Kass slipped out of the tavern and head out into the empty courtyard. She headed to the top of the battlements and looked out at the empty fields. A light breeze played with her hair and she felt peaceful. Sore, and saddened after talking about the stupid choices of her past, but still peaceful. She should have brought a cigarette with her. She'd have to remember that in the future.
Kass started humming along to the notes of the guitar that she could hear even up here. What a fine mess they'd landed in. How the hell was she going to get them home again? How the hell had they gotten here in the first place? Why did it seem that Arthur and his men were so accepting of their time travel story? Enquiring minds want to know. "Cause I can't breathe, no I can't sleep, I'm barely hanging on." she sang along.
"A dancer and a singer?"
She jumped a foot in the air. "Son of a bitch!" Kass turned to find Tristan standing on the battlements a few feet away. "Good grief, should we get you a fucking bell to wear around your neck?"
He smirked slightly. "My apologies my lady. I didn't mean to frighten you."
"Christ." her heartbeat was returning to normal.
"Are you well?" he asked solicitously.
"Sure, besides being slammed into a tree, dragged by my hair, nearly raped, finding out I've gone into the past god knows how many centuries, and you nearly giving me a heart attack I'm just peachy."
He simply stared at her for several moments.
Kass sighed. "I just needed a few moments peace. It's been a trying few days. Plus, I don't know if you've ever traveled with teenagers, but it isn't the easiest experience. No matter how much you love them."
"No, it would seem not. The Lady Brianna, and Lord Brandon, do seem quite spirited."
"Yeah, that's the truth."
"It is easy to see you're all related."
Kass narrowed her eyes at the man.
"Tristan, Arthur beckons." Kass looked to see Lancelot coming up the stone steps. Oh goody gumdrops. "We are to find the Lady Kassidy and return her to the tavern." His head lifted and he saw her.
"It would seem our mission is almost complete then." Tristan answered.
"Why does Arthur want me back there?" she asked the dark man. Tristan walked past Lancelot and down the steps into the dark.
"It would seem the Lady Brianna is requesting that you honor us with a song."
Kass sighed. So much for peace and quiet. "Okay, but I need another drink first. I'm a dancer not a singer."
She headed down the stairs and was aware of him behind her. He sort of creeped her out. She downed a tankard of the sweet ale as soon as she entered earning a cheer from Gawain and Galahad. Then headed to Bri and the guitar. The ale had filled her with a pleasant warmth and she knew that it would make her tipsy.
Bri whispered to her. "Sing Theory of a Deadman."
"Okay." Kass whispered back with a smile. She sang one of their favorite songs by the band, Santa Monica, and then still feeling good decided to sing another. "Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone, Susanne the plans they made put an end to you. I woke up this morning and I wrote down this song, I just can't remember who to send it to. I've seen fire and I've seen rain, I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end. I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend, But I always thought that I'd see you again."
Both Bri and Brandon stood still listening to the song. "This song, it means something to all of you?" Lancelot asked when he saw the expressions on all three of their faces.
Brandon answered. "It was our father's favorite song about an old war buddy of his. Our parent's died a few years ago, and Kass sang it at their funeral."
"She's wonderful." Bri smiled. The song was a bittersweet one. It made her miss her parent's but it also made her remember how wonderful they were. She and Brandon moved closer to their sister.
"Won't you look down upon me, Jesus, You've got to help me make a stand. You've just got to see me through another day, My body's aching and my time is at hand, And I won't make it any other way. oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain, I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end. I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend, But I always thought that I'd see you again."
"Even with marks upon her she's a beautiful woman." Gawain remarked to Galahad and Lancelot. "And though her clothing is odd, I certainly appreciate the view of her body it gives me."
"I've been walking my mind to an easy time, my back turned towards the sun. Lord knows when the cold wind blows it'll turn your head around, Well, there's hours of time on the telephone line, To talk about things to come. Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground. oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain, I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end. I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend, But I always thought that I'd see you, baby, one more time again, now, Thought I'd see you one more time again, There's just a few things coming my way this time around, now, Thought I'd see you, thought I'd see you fire and rain, now."
"Arthur, we must care for these new charges. I believe their tale of the future, and they've been through great pain already." Guinevere spoke softly.
"We will care for them my love." he promised. "Perhaps they will be able to find here, what they were unable to find in their own time."
