To All My Wonderful Reviewers—I'm really sorry that Chapter 10 was so short. I wrote it, and couldn't find any way to add on to it, and keep the comedy that I was aiming for. It was like one of those scenes in a movie that doesn't really need to be there, but is just to make people laugh. Unless another blurb like that hits me, I plan to keep my chapters longer then chapter 10. Still, thank you for all your kind reviews!

Melosine—Glad you liked Cynric! I hope this is as good as the last chapter.

Sorceress Misha—Personally, I don't feel sorry for any of them. But hey! That's why it's good!

FlamezBlazel—I'm glad you liked it.

Quietrockchick—Glad you liked it. Here's some more!

LANCELOTTRISTANBABY—That was my favorite part too! Well, that and Merik's reaction to the whole thing.

KnightMaiden—You know, I haven't really decided who Will's going to end up with. I thought I had, but my muse is debating. I'll just have to see what happens. Thanks for your review though!

Tristan's mysterial Lady—I'm glad you liked it! Thanks for the review.

DarkAngelPearl—I would probably be chasing Cynric around too. Good exercise for the guy.

Victoria87-- I'd love to improve my writing, but I'm not sure what would make it better. Maybe you understand it better after my note? If you don't, please tell me. Glad you like it so far though!

Evenstar-mor2004—Yeah… but I'd love to see all of them in anger management classes!

JoinMeInDeath13—First, love the name! Second, I don't think anyone's ever been infatuated/obsessed/in love with any of my stories! You make me feel so special!

Arawen—Glad you like it so far. Sadly, I'm not sure who the love interest is anymore. However, I like my Cynric to. Thanks for the review!

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Finally the car had been fixed and they were out of the town. Well, on the out skirts. Once Merik had managed to get the engine to turn over, he had sorted out the rest of the group.

Will was sitting in the passenger seat with explicit instructions that if she said one word, Merik would put duck tape over her mouth.

Cynric was sitting in the very back of the van with Galahad who had kidnapped Will's CD player and now had the ability to completely ignore the Saxon.

The rest of the Knights were scattered around in the van. Lancelot was grumpily staring out the window, and the others were playing poker… well, as well as one can play poker in a moving vehicle. They kept shooting concerned looks from Will, to Lancelot, to Cynric.

After driving on the road for several hours, Will raised her hand. The Knights and Cynric, being thoroughly bored by now noticed immediately, but they waited for Merik to recognize her.

They waited and waited until Will quickly whacked Merik on the head, because she knew that he was deliberately ignoring her.

"As long as it isn't going to start a snip fight between you and a Knight or Cynric."

She shook her head.

"Then talk."

"I'm hungry."

There was a strangled sound from the back, but Merik and therefore the Knights ignored it.

Merik sighed in mock exasperation. "Fine, at the next gas station, you can go in and get something to eat." He glanced in the rearview mirror. "Actually, you can go and get a lot of stuff to eat. The rest of us are hungry too."

Minuets later they were stopped, and Will had gone into the small store to get something for her and Merik, and then tried to find something that the guys from the past would eat.

While she shopped, Merik filled up the tank and the Knights walked around to stretch their legs. Cynric decided to not push his limited luck and simply stood by the van.

"How much longer to New Mexico?" Cynric asked lazily.

Merik shrugged. "Another couple of hours. But you probably won't be back home until tomorrow."

Cynric nodded.

"Then he'll attempt to kill us." Said Lancelot as he and the Knights walked over.

Cynric shook his head. "No… I've changed my mind about that. It was for show anyway. No… before my father was killed… he expressed a desire to return to the mainland."

"So you aren't going to kill us?" Asked Arthur.

"Well..." Cynric grinned. "I'll tell my men I killed… at least one of ya. They'll never know. Besides… I've grown to respect you… a little."

The Knights stared at him. Gawain raised his eyebrow. "Is that a complement or an insult?"

Cynric chuckled. "Guess."

Merik returned the gas hose to the pump. He noticed Lancelot leaning against the back of the van, pretending to ignore the conversation. Merik gave a weak, knowing smile. "You know, Tristan was right."

"About?" Asked Lancelot when he realized that Merik was talking to him.

"Will likes Cynric, and he likes her, but… personally, I think they just like to bug each other."

Lancelot glared at him. "What does that mean?"

"Like you don't know."

Lancelot looked away. "She doesn't like me."

Merik smiled sadly and went to lean by Lancelot. "She can't. You're going back to your time. This is her time. You can't like her either. You know that."

Lancelot sighed. "How many hours until New Mexico?"

Moments later Will came out of the store with several bags of chips, amongst other things. "Food." She smiled and set it down on the floor of the van.

The men gathered around and eventually they each found something that they could eat.

"A few more hours, then we're in New Mexico. But by the time we get to Doniger's place, it'll be evening. So we'll plan on you guys heading back tomorrow?" Merik explained the plan.

The Knights and Cynric nodded.

"Can't wait to get home?" Asked Will.

"No." Said Cynric. "Just can't wait to get away from you."

Will stuck her tongue out at him, but wisely decided to not pick a fight with the Saxon.

Once back in the car, random conversations went on that covered just about every topic. But Merik's threat still held, so there was no snipping fights.

When not allowed to fight, it wasn't long before some of them fell asleep. Which provided Will with several evil ideas, but they remained unrealized because as much as she wanted to, she decided to not irritate the Knights.

That didn't keep the Knights from making fools out of each other, but no one messed with the Saxon.

But even with the joking, the mood was very mellow. It had only been a few days, but a bond had formed between all 10 people. Even if it was an 'I hate you cuz you're a jerk' bond.

It was late when they finally made it to Doniger's base, and Will, Merik, and the Knights stumbled into bunks that Doniger had made up for them. They crashed on the beds, promising Doniger that he could ask what ever he wished… in the morning.

And even though they were tired, sleep came slowly for all of them.