After a small debate on Lexi going back to the hotel in town to gather her things, the group decided it best if she stayed at the house while two of them went back for her things, just in case anyone was waiting at the hotel for her. Greyson stayed behind while his two friends headed back to town. He had joined Lexi in the kitchen as she began to wash the dishes they had used earlier.

"You don't have to do that," Moore said sincerely as placed two more bowls in the sink.

"Just habit," she responded, "I don't mind."

She felt her phone vibrate from her pocket and she quickly dried her hands before she pulled the phone out to look at the caller id: Sam W.

"Sorry," she said apologetically to the man beside her, then she put the phone to her ear, "Hey Sam."

"Hey," Sam replied as he sat at the table in the kitchen, cup of coffee in front of him, "I have a few leads on what we think might be a Wendigo, was going to see if you wanted to tag along."

"I wish I could," Lexi was racking her brain as to what her excuse could be without lying to her friend, "but I'm in Kentucky…well, London actually."

She looked up at Greyson sheepishly as he furrowed his brow at her in confusion, "Doing a little ghost busting. I'm sorry, I hate to miss out on a Wendigo."

"It's okay," Sam replied, then noticed his brother enter the room, "I'll let you know how it goes."

"Sounds good," Lexi stated, "I'll talk to you soon."

"Okay, bye," the younger brother said into the phone before pulling it away from his ear.

"Who was that?" Dean questioned as he poured himself a cup of coffee.

Sam noticed the lipstick stain on his brother's neck and he shook his head in annoyance.

"Garth," he lied as he ran his hand through his hair, "He says hi."

"Friend?" Greyson questioned the girl beside him as she laid her phone on the bar beside the sink.

She nodded her head as she went back to washing the bowls and the man continued, "Do you lie to your friends much?"

"I didn't lie," she stated, "I'm in London, you heard me say London, so not technically a lie."

He nodded his head in agreement as her phone started to vibrate again. Lexi didn't dry her hands this time as she looked at the screen.

Incoming Video Call:

Donna H.

Lexi shook her head with a grin, "Geez, do you mind?"

Moore looked at her slightly confused and she tilted her head toward the phone, "Can you just answer it? She'll keep on till I answer, just hold it for me while I finish this."

Lexi continued scrubbing the bowl she'd been washing as Greyson picked up her phone and slid the button to answer it.

"Bout ti…whoa," Lexi could hear Donna's voice over the phone and knew she was already adjusting her hair, "Hi there."

"Hello," Moore said to the screen with a smile.

"Who are you?" Donna said with a touch of flirtation.

"Greyson," he responded and Lexi noticed the confidence in his reaction.

He obviously didn't get embarrassed when strange women flirted with him. She couldn't help but think poor Sammy could take a lesson or two from this guy.

"Hey Donna," Lexi said toward the phone and Greyson turned the screen to face her.

"Oh, hey there Lexi Lou Who," Donna said with a giant smile, "Who was that guy? Holy buckets! He's hotter than a hotdish?"

"He's holding the phone," Lexi replied as she raised her sopping wet hands up for Donna to see.

"Oh," Donna looked slightly embarrassed on the screen, "Sorry, well I was just checking up on you, but you are obviously doing just okie dokie."

Lexi smiled to the woman and shook her head in amusement, "I'm good Donna."

"Good," she responded, "I'm meeting Jodes for lunch later, I'll tell her you said hi."

"Thank you, Donna," Lexi said sincerely, "For everything."

"You betcha," her friend replied with a smile and a quick wave before she ended the video call.

Greyson laid the phone back down as Lexi went back to rinsing the bowls. He grabbed a clean towel from the drawer in front of him and she handed him the bowl to dry.

"So," Moore began, as he tired to piece together things in his mind, "Does she think you're in Kentucky?"

"No," Lexi replied with a smile, "Donna knows where I am."

Later that evening, Charlie and Art walked into the house to find the other two hunters immersed in a game of chess.

"Who's winning?" Art questioned as he laid his jacket across the back of the couch where Greyson sat.

"I've never played before," Lexi said from the floor in front of the small coffee table, "But I did win the first game."

"Really?" Charlie questioned, a shocked look on his face and pointed at Moore, "She beat you?"

The blonde-haired man just shrugged his shoulders with a smile and Lexi gave both of them a confused look, "What?"

"No one ever wins against him," the dark-haired man replied with a shake of his head as he placed a duffle bag and a backpack on the floor beside the girl, she smiled with appreciation to Charlie before she turned her gaze on Moore.

"So, you're saying he let me win?" Lexi narrowed her eyes at the man across the board from her.

"Sorry dear," Art chimed in, "Sounds like it."

"Allowing you to win," he began to defend himself, "Is actually more of a challenge."

Lexi rolled her eyes and chunked a pawn at him before she stood up from the floor.

"Speaking of which, what is your next move love?" Art questioned the girl as she crossed her arms, "Are you sticking around or going back to the states?"

Lexi hadn't thought much on it and the thought of going home created a lump in her throat, "I…I don't know yet."

"You're welcome to stay here as long as you like," Charlie reassured her with a pat on the shoulder.

"Just don't go anywhere alone," Greyson instructed, "The Mol's don't give up easily."

"Thanks," she replied, "I guess I could do some sight-seeing while I'm here. I'm a bit of a medieval junkie when it comes to Merlin and Arthur, knights and magic."

"Really," Charlie gave an intrigued gaze towards his friend on the couch, "you're a fan of the Arthurian Legend?"

"It's my little niche outside of the real world," she replied with a smile.

A little while later, Lexi found herself standing outside the kitchen door, gazing at the stars. She had a glass of bourbon in her hand which Art had brought her before he went to bed. There were so many different things swirling around in her mind before this trip, now to top everything off, she'd found out earlier that everything the British Men of Letters had pushed on them, all of it was lies. The lives lost, Ollie's death, all the pain, all the hurt, was based on lies. She couldn't handle this, all Lexi really wanted was quiet. Just to be able to turn off the noise until she could sort everything out.

She was ready to scream when she heard the kitchen door close behind her. Lexi turned quickly to look and she saw Greyson tuck a large rolled up paper under his arm as he made his way over to her, he was carrying something in his other hand but she couldn't make it out in the dark.

"Star gazing?" he questioned as he moved closer.

"It used to help clear my head," she responded before she moved the glass to her lips.

"Well," he began, "I know you don't know me and I don't know you, but I know that look. I've been there, lost someone I loved. Completely consumed with grief and anger, not knowing what to do next."

She felt her eyes gloss over, but she refused to cry, instead she took another sip from the glass.

"A little distraction maybe?" he offered her his free hand.

Lexi didn't know what he meant by that, but she took his hand anyway. Something was better than nothing.

Greyson lead her further out into the clearing behind the small house. There he handed Lexi a sheathed sword as he rolled out the paper and place a small stone on each corner of the large map to hold it in place on the ground. Then he took the sword from her and pulled it from the sheath, it had intricate designs on the blade.

"That's gorgeous," she said in admiration, then cocked her head sideways, "You're not going to kill me with it right?"

Greyson laughed as he shook his head, "Not quiet love."

"What is it?" she questioned as she placed her glass on the ground beside her feet.

"Excalibur," he said the word nonchalantly and Lexi wanted to laugh, but in her world where monsters and magic did exist, maybe he was telling the truth.

He searched the map on the ground for a certain location and he stabbed the blade into that exact point on the map through to the dirt beneath. Greyson motioned for Lexi to come stand beside him.

"Trust me?" he questioned her and Lexi's eyes met his, for a moment in the darkness, everything was quiet.

She couldn't speak, instead she just nodded her head and Greyson continued, "Put both hands around the hilt of it."

Lexi did as he instructed and her breath caught in her throat as he moved to stand behind her. She felt his fingers on her forearms as he gently ran them down to wrap his hands over hers. Lexi thought it was a reflection at first, then she realized the designs in the blade were, in fact, glowing.

"Breathe," Greyson reminded her quietly in her ear.

She felt a strong force move through her entire body and she closed her eyes as his hands gripped hers tighter to the sword. All the sudden the sound of crashing waves made her jerk her eyes open and Greyson let go of her hands. She looked down and the map was gone, just the sword stuck in the dirt remained, but when she looked up, she realized they weren't in the field behind the small house anymore. The moon glowed off the ocean before them and they were standing in front of a large stone archway, one Lexi recognized from her various books.

"Is this?" she began to question.

"Tintagel Castle," he replied with a smile.

She knew this was said to be the birth place of King Arthur, but to see it in person, the views alone were amazing. Lexi moved both her hands up to cover her gaping mouth as she looked out at the ocean. The full moon gave a soft glow to everything around her and excitement overcame her for the first time in a long time.

"Come on," she said with a vibrant smile as she moved along the path past Greyson, "Merlin's cave should be over here."

Greyson began to follow along the path behind her and felt a tinge of guilt. He knew he was supposed to put her on the first flight back to the states, he'd given his word, but he'd made that agreement before meeting her. She put on a good front most of the time, but Lexi Wilson was broken, and he knew first hand a broken hunter was a dangerous thing.