Tristan and Terri had traveled to the ill Woad child in silence. It had taken most of the day. She'd brought as many of the medicinal herbs she'd found, and her strange black bag. Tristan had been silent when Arthur had ordered him to take her. He understood why he'd been chosen. He was a good scout, and he knew the roads backwards and forwards. He was accepted by the savage people, and respected. After all, he'd helped fight to save them from the Saxons. Still, it unnerved him to be alone with the woman from the future. He didn't know why. He was fine with almost all of the others. Perhaps it had been the injury he'd suffered, and her complete confidence when dealing with said injury. Tristan was used to Dagonet healing him.

Terri was fine with the silence. It gave her plenty of time to think, and she definitely felt the need to think with all of the changes that had taken place in her life recently. So much for spending a couple of years in England before heading back to the states. Should she be more upset that this had happened? Probably, but she found overall that she wasn't. She could, and would, do good for these people. Hopefully, she wouldn't affect history too greatly. Although, technically she supposed there wasn't much she could do about it considering she hadn't sent herself back in time; time had pretty much claimed her without approval.

The two Woad men dropping from the trees told them they'd reached their destination, and Terri dismounted quickly as they led her and the silent Knight to the boy child. The small hut was dark and stifling when they entered. It was obvious the Woad had been trying to keep the dwelling as hot as possible, and Terri began sweating within moments of entering. She moved to the sweaty, wheezing boy immediately. He was burning with fever, and his eyes were glazed over as he continued to try to catch his ever elusive breath. The boy was desperately sick, and Terri began moving and examining him with complete confidence.

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Brandon couldn't help but watch as the redhead sat with children surrounding her. It looked like she was telling them a story, and he was fascinated to see her hand rubbing up and down lightly on her very pregnant belly.

"She is a lovely girl." Dagonet's voice came from his right. The two had been working on his archery and were now in the process of putting their things away.

"Yeah, I guess." Brandon muttered.

Dagonet smiled, "There is no guesswork there my young friend. Amanda is a lovely woman, made even more lovely by her impending motherhood."

"I never thought I would be attracted like this to a pregnant girl."

The confusion in the boy's voice brought a swift, knowing grin to Dagonet, but he hid it behind his normal smile. "How could you not be? She has been blessed by the Gods…she has created life." Dagonet looked at the young man and saw pain as well as the other emotions. "What troubles you?"

"Every day I spend more time with her, I can't seem to help myself, and every day I know that she would never look at me like that because she still loves the guy she was with…the guy those bastards killed."

"Love is a very powerful thing Brandon. And true love is not something one can control. It is not greedy, nor is it selfish. She will always love the man who has given her this child she carries, but that does not mean she will never love again. Do not think she does not know this in her heart."

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"Why do you fret my love?"

Kass turned to look at Lancelot who had approached as she sat staring over the Wall. "Just worried about Terri and Tristan. I hope she can help the little boy, and I hope that somehow he doesn't get her or him sick…and then there's this selfish part of me that just wants them back in time for the wedding." She gave him a wry grin.

Lancelot smiled at the beautiful woman in front of him and tugged her into his arms. "They will be back Kassidy. There is no way they couldn't return in time…our wedding will be perfect."

"You're quite the charmer." she murmured before kissing him. Kass thrilled as her lips brushed across his and heat pooled in her lower body. The things this man made her feel went beyond anything she'd ever had. She couldn't wait to become his wife, and that thought startled her since she'd never thought to marry. She ran her hands over the linen tunic he wore, loving the feel of his hard body.

Lancelot had tangled one of his hands into her hard, and the other was at her hip pulling her closer. He was leaning in to deepen their kiss when the sound of horses approaching, and the gates opening caught his attention. His eyes flickered to the riders before widening. "It appears that Arthur and our new knights have found something special in the forest."

Kass spun her head to watch as Arthur, Bors, and the two men road speedily into the keep. Arthur's arms encircled a dark haired woman dressed in clothing that was definitely not of this time period.

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Dani watched as Gawain entered the kitchen. He looked weary and it worried her. She approached him with a tankard of mead, and then her eyes widened as she saw the dirty bandage covering his arm. Blood still seemed to be soaking it. She gave a strangled cry and moved quickly gathering a basin of warm water and other items to hopefully fix his wound.

"I am fine Danika." He murmured as he saw her tremble before she began to unwrap his arm. One of the boys he'd been training had managed to slice his arm. He'd wrapped it and paid it no more attention. All he'd thought was of how tired he was and how he truly wanted to see the woman in front of him now.

She just kept shaking her head at him and winced as she saw the nasty cut. Dani took several moments to inspect it, worried it would need stitches. She took her time in cleaning the six inch laceration thoroughly, spread some healing salve over it, and then applied a fresh bandage to it. It was no longer bleeding, just oozing a bit. When she was done she glanced up and his gaze caught hold of her. Very slowly he pulled her closer, and the fear in his eyes told her he was worried of frightening her. He sat her down in his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist.

He still looked at her intently. "Do you know how truly breathtaking you are?" he murmured in an almost hoarse voice.

Dani's heart fluttered crazily in her chest. These were not the actions of a man not interested. Even with her extremely limited experience, which was really no experience at all, she knew this. Dani moved slowly and making a decision, placed her lips against Gawain's in her first real kiss.