Fenella

By Mustang Gal

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: You should probably have guessed by now, I own nothing except what I make up- and that's hardly going to make me rich now, is it?

Summary: I thought it would be interesting to write a Dagonet/OC romance where his love interest is beautiful. So flame me if you think it sounds Mary sueish. I happen to like my main characters being strong, warrior women. I just wanted to write this. Besides I believe women can fight just as well as men, why should it matter what she looks like?

The Contessa

Yay! Dagonet is a sexy stud, isn't he?

Ephona

Okay, thanks for your review.

Aelia O'Hession

Thanks, I love your fic to. Dagonet rules, I love him!

Phoenixfyre

Thanks for your review

SpectralLady

Thanks, you cant go wrong with Dag.

HGandRHforever

Thanks, I'd like to be Fenella.

Quinn-fanficaddict

Thank you so much for your review.

Irishfire

Thanks, I love your fic.

Camlann

Thanks it was helpful. She'll be a bit cautious with the knights at first. But she already trusts Dagonet- and is getting there with Arthur and Tristan.

The rest of the journey to the Fort where they would spent a night was uneventful. However the fort was a bit of a letdown. All the Knights would have to spend a night on the floor in a small room. This meant Fenella would have to spend a night sleeping close to all the knights. Dagonet set up his bed roll next to hers and when Tristan noticed Kay moving towards Fenella's other side he got there before him. Fenella was uncomfortable that night. This was only the second time she had ever slept next to a man without actually doing something.

"Can't sleep?" Tristan whispered next to her.

"Yeah" she replied back.

"Try to get some, you'll need it. Don't worry about anything happening to you, I won't let it." Tristan said turning to look at her "neither will Dagonet."

"I know." Fenella whispered and turned over. She felt Dagonet stir beside her.

"No one will hurt you, Fen." Dagonet whispered.

The last thing she thought about before sleeping was that Dagonet had called her Fen- she had been called that, long ago.

Fenella and the Knights woke before sunrise and got ready at record time. At sunrise they met the Irish raiders. The raiders were preparing to destroy a village. The Knights led the charge in 'Dragon' formation. (A/N: the formation the knights use at the beginning of the movie when they charge the woads). Fenella was overwhelmed by the feeling of power Goliath emitted. He was all war horse. He knew what he was going to do and he was looking forward to it. The Knights hit the Irishmen the horses knocking the men down. Goliath reared and kicked killing Irish Raiders as well as any man. Fenella didn't even have to steer him she just sat on his back and hacked at the raiders. Noticing a group of about five trying to slip into the woods she turned Goliath in that direction. He galloped over to them and together they killed them all. As Goliath turned Fenella felt a sharp pain in her side, she looked down to see an arrow. Glancing up she saw an Irish bowman loose another arrow, it missed its target but Goliath had to move back so fast to avoid it that he fell down. Fenella rolled to avoid being crushed. It moved the arrow and she felt another burst of pain. She stood up, looking for the bowman and saw him being chopped down by Dagonet who looked at her worriedly. She nodded to him and broke the arrows shaft. She would deal with the arrowhead later. She turned to Goliath who stood up but found she was unable to mount the large stallion. Goliath looked at her with an intelligent blue eye. She patted him and ran as fast as she could back to the thick of the battle. She fought with some difficulty. A burly Irishman knocked her sword out of her hands. She tried to get one of her knives but he knocked her down. He bought his axe up, Fenella was sure she was about to die. However as he was about to bring the axe down he was knocked over by a grey blur. She stood up with pain and saw the Irishman knocking a dog down with his hand. She picked up her sword and beheaded the man. Looking around she saw that the battle was nearly over. She saw Goliath trample a man and trot towards her, she saw Dagonet fell a man who looked like his stomach was split open. Tristan pulled an arrow out of his leg, Galahad and Gawain dismounted from their horses, Bors slashed a scrawny Irish mans throat and Lancelot sheathed one of his swords. She turned back to the dog that had saved her life, he had a gash in his side and was laying still. She walked over to him and knelt down. Goliath stood protectively next to her, regarding the dog with a curious eye. It was a large dog and grey with a few black splotches on it. It was still breathing, thank god she thought it's just stunned. It started coming to and Fenella half thought it was going to bite her hand, which was cradling it's head. It licked her hand and waved it's tail feebly. She moved towards its wound. It was only shallow, it wouldn't hurt it. She noticed it was a male. She got her water skin and drank a couple of mouthfuls. She tore a strip of her under tunic- which was clean and washed the wound with a little water. She put the cloth over the wound and tore a long strip of her outer tunic and wrapped it around the dog, holding the cloth over the wound. The dog whimpered in pain, but only faintly as if it was trying to look strong. She held up the dogs head and helped it drink water from her water skin.

"A brave soldier like you deserves the best hey?" She asked the dog, which wagged it's tail. She stood up when she saw Dagonet come over.

"Are you ok?" he asked. Fenella nodded.

"I have an arrow head to remove- but it can wait. This fella here saved my life." She said pointing to the dog. Dagonet smiled, then stopped.

"Gareth" he said walking over to a pile of Irish bodies. Fenella stood up and followed him.

Gareth was laying down, bleeding a lot from his leg. He was breathing faintly obviously in pain. Dagonet knelt on one side of him Fenella on the other. She shifted herself down to the bald mans leg. It had an arrow in it, it was deep too. She moved her had to the back of his leg and found that the arrow went right through. It had shattered the bones around it. This was bad.

"Dag." She said, using Bors nickname for Dagonet. "he's hit- the arrow goes right through." She said. Dag moved over to where Fenella was kneeling. She rose, wincing and went to Gareth's head. She took his hand in hers.

"Get rid of it." He whispered harshly. Dag looked over and nodded. Gareth gripped her hand tightly as Dagonet broke of the arrow head. He threw it away and pulled the shaft out. Gareth was gripping her hand in a powerful grip- Fenella could hear her bones cracking in protest. Then abruptly the grip relaxed and the Knights had fell out of Fenella's. She felt his pulse frantically but he was still breathing.

"He's just out cold." She said. She stood up and promptly fell down again. Her wound had gotten to her. Dagonet rushed to her side.

"Fen?" he asked "Fen…" She looked into his worried eyes then every thing turned black.

Dagonet cursed as Fenella passed out. He had to get her out of here. He picked her up gently and carried her to the wagons. Bedivere walked over. Dagonet nodded in Gareth's direction noticing the dog and Fen's horse following him.

"Gareth's over there. He's out. We pulled an arrow out of his leg and his bones are crushed." Bedivere nodded and rushed to the other knight. He carried Fen over to a makeshift bench and placed her down gently. Her huge stallion and the large dog stood nearby but didn't come over- it was almost as if they knew not to disturb. Dag quickly noted where the arrowhead was and pulled back Fenella's tunic. He pushed back all unsuitable thoughts the woman's bare skin pushed up and got to work removing the offending arrowhead.

When he finished work he stroked Fen's sweat stained brow.

"Sleep well." He said fondly and stepped back. Almost bumping into the dog and horse. Who stood next to Fenella.

"Come on boy." He said gently, moving his hand toward the stallions reins. The horses large head turned to him and his teeth shut with a loud clack near the Knights hand.

"Okay boy… I guess your staying here then." Dag said shaking his head he turned and saw Arthur walking over.

"How is he?" Arthur asked, now joined by Tristan.

"She'll be fine." Dagonet replied. "Just don't touch the horse" he said as Arthur pulled back from Goliath, whose ears were flattened "I wouldn't touch the dog either. How's Bedivere?" He asked. Arthur looked grim.

"He's still alive. But we don't know for how long." Dagonet nodded back and walked away.

Fenella stirred when she felt a wet tongue licking her hand. She turned her sore head and saw the grey dog looking at her.

"Hey boy." She said and the dog wagged it's tail. A horses muzzle blew softly on her face. She rubbed Goliaths soft cheek fondly.

"Hey." She whispered. She tried to sit up and found she could.

"You're awake." A familiar voice said. Dagonet walked over. Keeping a respectable distance from Goliath.

"We couldn't get these two away from you." He said motioning to the two animals. "I say that the dog's yours."
"How long have I been out?" Fenella asked.

"Half a day." Dagonet said.

"How's Bedivere?" Fenella asked. Dagonet looked grim.

"He's alive…just." Fenella nodded.

"I'll get you food and drink." Dagonet said. "And perhaps these two will eat now. They haven't touched food the whole time you were out."

Fenella ate and drank and when she finished she took Goliath into a stall. While she was out the wagons had moved into the village. Goliath was fed and Fenella visited each of the knights, refusing to let the pain in her side get to her. After that she asked around the village to see if anyone owned the dog but no one did. She supposed she should have been sorry- but she was only relieved. She wondered if she could keep him.

The Knights stayed in the village for a week, they couldn't leave Gareth behind. In that time his leg got badly infected. They were in his room on his last day.

"Gareth. The Healers want to remove your leg. It's the only chance you have of survival." That wasn't even a chance. The knights, Arthur and Gareth knew this. He was just as likely- more likely to die if his leg was removed.

"Arthur, get me my sword." Every one knew what he meant. He was going to fall on his sword- kill himself rather than spend a painful existence with one leg. Arthur gave him his sword.

"Do you want to be alone?" Arthur asked. Gareth nodded.

"Farewell." He said. Everyone came up to him and said goodbye. They all waited out side Gareth's door, tears in their eyes. A little while after they left came the unmistakable sound of metal piercing flesh. Fenella shook, silent tears coursing down her face. She liked Gareth. She turned to Dag, they had become close friends in this past week and he held her to him, crying silently as well.