Yeha, this is my little author thingy! Well, first off, I'd just like to thank LANCELOTTRISTANBABY and JediPirateElfyDude for being the first to review my stuff! Hope you like this chapter

And I'd like to give props to Meee for her story Hot Florida Summers which inspired this one. And I'd like to thank my sister who plot betas my stuff, and cuz she got me a pink lemonade this morning!

Disclaimer: Since I didn't do this in the first chapter. I don't own none of the guys, just Will. But if I did… well… better left unsaid.

"So…" Lancelot tried to start up a conversation. "We've told you are names, so do we just call you my lady?"

Will rolled her eyes at Lancelot's obvious attempt to flirt. "Will. My name's Will."

"Will?" Asked Dagonet, involving himself in the conversation. "A bit odd for a girl."

Will gave him a look, "Dagonet? A bit odd for a boy." She imitated.

Bors, who had also been listening smirked at his companions blank look. And even though it was amusing, he decided to take the spotlight off Dagonet. "Isn't Will a lads name?"

Will sighed as she looked in the fridge for some sort of edible substance. "Willow. Ok. My full name's Willow, but no one's called me that since… 5th grade."

By then, most of the knights had found seats at the dining table. "This world is so strange." Said Galahad softly to Arthur. "I mean, a girl… living alone? How does she protect her self with out a man?"

Unfortunately for Galahad, Will's ears hadn't yet been de-sensitized by years of listing to really loud music, and she managed to catch what he said. "Shall I pretend that I didn't here that Galahad?"

Galahad looked slightly startled. "What?"

Will turned to face the flustered man. "I may be a girl, but I take kickboxing. I can take care of my self."

Galahad gapped a little, and tried to make some sort of appeasement, while the others laughed at his blunder.

Will gave the man a weak smile, as she sat down at an empty seat at the table. "Ignore me." She told him. "I'm just a bit stressed is all."

The knights looked ashamed. Arthur reached over, and took Will's hand. "I'm sorry for the trouble we're causing you."

Will felt herself smile. Which is really the only thing a girl could do when a very handsome, if dirty man was looking at you like some overgrown puppy in need of reassurance.

"Don't worry about it." She patted his hand. "Now, I'm going to go check the freezer in the garage to see what's there." She stood, abet reluctantly.

The men nodded in understanding, but just as she was disappearing down the garage steps, Gawain looked up and called after her. "What's a freezer?"

Will ignored him, and the door swung close.

The men exchanged looks. "Well she seems nice." Said Lancelot, leaning back in his chair.

The others nodded, Dagonet looked up from studying the table. "I just feel a little bad about appearing like this. I know we couldn't help it, but still…"

Before anyone could say anything else, they all heard a strange ringing sound. Quickly they stood and looked around, trying to discover the source of the appalling noise. But just as suddenly as it started, it stopped. Then they heard a click and a voice filled the air.

"This is the home of Jason, Laura, Will, and Sass. We're not here right now, so if you leave a message we'll get back to you as soon as we can."

"Ghost!" Said Gawain spinning around, his sward drawn. The others too had there weapons of choice drawn and ready.

"Will honey, it's grandma. I was just calling to check up on you. Jason wanted us to come by and make sure you're alright, so we'll be by in about an hour and a half. Call me when you get this hon. Ok by by now."

By then Bors had discovered the little box, where the noise had come from. "What do you think it is?" He asked the others who had gathered around.

"Who knows." Said Gawain. "But it brings ghost here. We should destroy it!"

When no one challenged that, Boris raised his ax above his head and was ready to bring it down when a voice caught him.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!"

All the men spun around, and found a very angry looking Will standing in the doorway, her fist on her hips.

None of the men spoke.

Will sighed, and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "I can't even leave you alone for 10 minutes." She muttered. "Ok." She looked up. "Everyone's going to sit down."

The men meekly fallowed her orders.

Will leveled them all with a look. "K. Here's the deal. I don't have near enough food to feed 7 adult men. So I need to go shopping, not to mention you all can't wander around here looking like… knights. And, I can't leave you alone so you all get to go shopping with me."

All the men looked a bit guilty. "Please, Lady Will." Said Arthur. "We're truly sorry about… attacking your… box. And you shouldn't trouble yourself over us."

Will wanted to kick the man. He always tried to make peace, but right now, she truly wanted to be mad at them. She sighed, one last look at all there worried, big eyed faces and she lost.

"Look, you're here, and I'm going to help you. I'm sorry I yelled, but you were going to massacre my answering machine." Then something seemed to dawn on her. "Why were you going to kill my answering machine?" She asked, hoping really really hard that someone hadn't called.

"It brought ghost here." Said Lancelot matter-of-factly.

Will raised her eye brows. "And you saw ghosts?"

"Well…" He hesitated, "not really, no."

"So how do you know that there were ghosts?"

"We heard them." Said Bors.

Will buried her face in her hands for a moment and sighed. Then she stood and walked over to the answering machine. She pressed the play messages button and listened to the message her grandmother left.

Back in Britain, the Knights were very well known for not being surprised by anything. But right now, all that Knightly toughness flew out the window, and they stared in shock at the box… answering machine.

Will looked at the Knights for a moment. "Stay here." She said as she headed to the main hall. "And," she stopped at the doorway. "Don't move."

A simple plan had formed in her mind, and Will dashed out of the kitchen. The knights looked after her with a little more then just concern. Quickly, Tristan (disobeying orders I might add) was on his feet and had gone after her.

After a couple moments, he rounded a corner and almost ran strait into his new hostess, who was standing in the middle of the hall, winding the phone cord nervously around her fingers.

She glanced at Tristan, but didn't say anything to him. "Grandma? No it's Will. Hi!"

While she talked, Tristan studied the thing she was holding to the side of her head. He knew that if the other Knights were here, they'd assume she was talking to very little fairies who lived in side the thing, or it was more ghost. But Tristan decided if it wasn't dangerous for Will to use it, then it had to be at least partly safe.

Will hanging up the phone brought Tristan back to the real world. He was slightly surprised to see Will smirking at him.

"So far." She said, leading the way back to the kitchen. "The score seems to be Will 2, Sarmatian Knights 0."

Tristan shook his head. He didn't even know where to start in trying to make sense of that.