Sorceress Misha—I feel so loved! The first to review in both my new chapters! Yes, I feel sorry for Merik too, but I feel even more sorry for Will… or do I?

Sea Cucumber—The book was good, movie… Merik was definitely hot!

Evenstar-mor2004—Duck tape hmmm… sounds like fun!

ElvenStar5—Well… see you can never know. After all, I can twist their world any way I want. It's in my contract. Glad I've captured you!

LANCELOTTRISTANBABY—Good to see you again! Glad you liked it!

DarkAngelPearl—You ask all the right questions. But what to answer…

Sarita04—Glad you like it! I've still got to decide what's going to happen to Will and co. But I will think on it.

After a long conversation with my plot bunny, the storyline has changed a little bit. I've decided that Will won't be ending up with one of the Knights, and there probably won't be a squeal. If you have any questions or concerns, you know where I am.

Also, I'm going out of town, so it'll be a little before I can post more.

Disclaimer—There's lots a stuff here that I don't own. But I own Will.

Merik had flipped through the limited selection of channels that the hotel offered for the 8th time and glanced at the clock. He sighed softly and stood up.

The Knights, who were sprawled around the room, looking at tour brochures, glanced at Merik.

"What's wrong?" Asked Tristan, who noticed the look on Merik's face.

Merik smoothed his hair back nervously. "Probably just me being overprotective."

"Overprotective on what?" Asked Bors.

Merik sighed again. "Nothing… just… Will said she'd be back in half an hour at most."

"Yes?" Now Arthur was interested.

"That was almost two hours ago."

"Could she have stopped somewhere?" Asked Gawain. "There seem to be lot's of interesting places here."

Merik shook his head. "I don't think she would. I mean… it's possible, but… she would have come back and gotten one of us to go with her."

"So you think she's in trouble?" Arthur had grown serious and stood up beside Merik.

Merik shook his head irritably. "I don't want to. I want to think that she just got lost. She hasn't been to New Orleans for a while."

"Then we shall go look for her." Lancelot stood up too. The other Knights fallowed his example.

Merik arched his eyebrow, then smiled weakly. "Fine. But we'll have to go to Lexie's place." He spoke quickly, before the Knights could dispute that. "But it'll be all of us, and Lexie's not even there."

The Knights looked at each other, and most of them shrugged.

"We don't have much choice." Said Galahad.

Arthur nodded grimly. "Then let's go."

Surprisingly, it didn't take too long for the Knights and Merik to arrive at Lexie's house. Merik bounded up the steppes. "It'll only take a moment." He told the Knights who were on his heals. Merik had managed to relax, now that he was out and doing something. Unfortunately, that relaxation dissolved when he got to the top of the steppes, and saw the door open.

Slowly, the Knights and Merik walked into the rather dark house. There wasn't much that could be seen, but Merik found his sketchbook in the middle of the living room floor. Carefully he made his way towards the stairs. "Will." He called. When he got no response, he glanced at the Knights behind him. "I'm gonna go check upstairs."

"I'll go with you." Arthur stepped forward.

"As will I." Lancelot fallowed the other two upstairs.

Bors looked around. "Galahad." He looked at the younger Knight. "Go back outside and see if you can see her around the house, or on the street." He looked at the other Knights. "We'll look around down here." The Knights nodded and went their separate ways.

Galahad blinked as he stepped out of the dark house and into the sunlight. He looked around, and wasn't surprised when he didn't instantly see Will. He walked down the steps, and on to the sidewalk.

Suddenly a blow caught his shoulder and Galahad spun around. To his shock and surprise, behind him stood a man who wasn't suppose to exists in this time. A man that he really didn't want to deal with right now. Behind him stood an evilly smiling Cynric. (The bald Saxon in the movie).

Galahad jerked back into a defensive stance. "How the hell did you get here?" He snarled.

Cynric chuckled menacingly. "I doubt that matters right now." He circled around Galahad.

The Knight spun to keep Cynric always in front of him. "Oh?"

Cynric stopped and laughed harshly. "I suggest that you be at the first St. Louis before the sun sets, or your pretty girl will be in trouble."

Before Galahad could stop him, Cynric backed up quickly, and jumped over an adjacent wall.

Galahad ran to the wall, but when he looked over it, Cynric was gone. Then what the man had said registered. Galahad froze, "Will!" He ran back to the house, yelling for Arthur.

When Galahad got to the house Arthur, Lancelot, and Merik were rushing down the stairs, and Bors, Gawain, and Tristan had run from where ever they were to the living room.

Galahad slid to a stop in the middle of the room. "Arthur! I was just outside and Cynric was there!"

"Cynric?" Arthur was surprised and angry.

"How did he get here?" Snarled Gawain.

Merik looked at all the Knights. "Wait… who's Cynric?"

"A Saxon." Snapped Tristan irritated.

"A real one?" The Merik realized what he had just asked and shook his head. "So? So there's a Saxon here. And?"

Galahad was standing completely still in the center of the room, anger radiated from him. "He said that we have to be at the… first… St. Louis? Before it gets dark."

"The first St. Louis?" Asked Merik.

"Who cares!" Snapped Lancelot. "I for one am not about to go finish a rivalry with a dammed Saxon until I am back in my own time. We don't have time to battle right now!"

The other Knights were on the verge of agreement, when Galahad cut in.

"He has Will."

The other 7 men froze.

"What?" Merik fixed Galahad with a stare that caused the young Knight to take a step back.

Galahad swallowed, then met Merik's stare. "He said that Will would be in trouble if we don't meet when and where he said."

The Knights turned to Merik. "Where is this… first St. Louis?" Asked Arthur. His Sarmatian commander persona was taking over.

Merik thought for a moment. "First St. Louis… I don't know… but if he meant St. Louis No. 1. That's on Pere Antoine Alley and Esplanade Ave."

"So we'll try there." Said Lancelot who was heading to the door.

He was quickly fallowed by the other Knights and Merik. Merik only paused to lock the door before he caught up with the Knights who were waiting for him on the side walk.

"Two things." He said when he got to them. "First…" He looked them over. "You can't really go fight a Saxon with out your weapons. We'll need to go back to the car and get them."

The Knight's nodded. "Second?" Asked Dagonet.

Merik grimaced slightly. "Just so you know… St. Louis No. 1 is a… cemetery."

"Cemetery?" Asked Gawain.

Merik sighed. "A place where they burry dead people. You know, a graveyard."

The Knights exchanged looks.

"I told you." Muttered Bors. "Why must you people continue to mess with the dead?"