DISCLAIMER: (A/N: See Chapter 1 for proper disclaimer.)

Roxie's POV

So she follows protocol. Very good, it took some of my newer recruits longer to remember that. While Gawain began making eggs, I fingered the locket in my pocket thoughtfully, as it turned out that the guy in her locket was her older brother, Kyle. He was about fifteen when he died in the car accident that also claimed Amy's parents. Poor Amy; she was only twelve when it happened and she was the only survivor.

Suddenly, I was drawn back to reality as Amy was now laughing at Gawain, who got eggs in his hair for some odd reason. Immediately, I burst out laughing, honestly it was funny to see Gawain picking egg out of his nicely done hair.

"Not funny, Amy…gods, I spent an hour getting this right," the knight whined as he made faces as he was messing up his hairstyle.

The other knights, including Tristan (surprisingly), laughed at the poor knight. After a moment or two, Amy took pity of the poor knight and offered to help make breakfast, relieving Gawain to go fix his hair. I then excused myself from the room to head into my room for a moment or two. Once there, I went over to the night table and opened one of the drawers. I pulled out a folder of Amy's personal files and opened it. Once the folder was opened, I searched for one of the papers that had newspaper clippings of Amy's accident.

I found it and read it, like I had when I first got the folder:

"'East Meadow, NY…Car accident claims three lives…only the girl and drunk driver of other car survives…drunk driver serves three months…funeral will be held on Tuesday…' "

'This brings back memories. Amy lost her parents and brother as I lost my own. At least, I've got a bit of her back-story—' I thought when a knock on my door interrupted my thoughts. I turned and it was Amy in the doorway.

"Umm...are you hungry for lunch? I got everyone else done for the time being, and you didn't say if you wanted anything…" Amy said, her face somewhat concerned.

"Nah, I'll wait for dinner. Say, how would you like to come to one of the bars with me later? I'll start on your lessons then," I said, remembering my reason for Amy being here.

"Sure, I'd like that. What's the dress code?"

"Club attire."

"Ok…well, if you need anything, just give one of us a shout," Amy said as she left me alone in the room.