Hello readers, chapter 17 is now here. There is a lot going on at one time in this chapter, but it fills in blank confusing spots. I hope you enjoy this chapter and thanx for taking out the time to read it.

Chapter 17- Dreams

Tristan rode hard upon the sand on the north shore of Briton. With his great eyesight, he could see three bodies lying in the distance. When he came next to them, he jumped off of his horse. He walked over to the bodies as the waves watched over them. The sand was pulling them under so they were wet and sandy. He looked towards Natalie and shook her body. Her one eye opened up and she saw Tristan above her.

"What are you doing here?" she asked coldly. He didn't respond, but his eyes told her how he felt. Natalie smiled to herself and looked at the bodies next to her. "We should get them up." she suggested. Tristan sent her a nod and walked over to the tied up Estel. He untied him and shook his body rapidly. The man didn't move to wake up.

Natalie shook Selene slightly and she jumped up. "I hate the water." she said as she looked down at her soaked dress. Natalie chuckled some and made to get up, but Selene grabbed her arm. "Is Erik, okay?" she asked her. Natalie nodded to the worried Selene and helped her up.

Together, standing, they looked over to Tristan with Estel. Tristan was poking Estel with his dagger. He looked up to see the girls gaping at him. "He isn't waking up." he responded to Selene's look.

Selene kneeled next to Tristan and Estel and guessed, "He was under for a long time when they threw him off the boat he was on." Natalie looked down at the limp body, "Want to know what I hate more than Lena and the saxons?" she asked.

Selene questioned her, "What?" Natalie looked to where the sound of approaching hooves were heard and saw the knights, besides Tristan, heading their way. "Death." Natalie answered.

Selene's POV

Wow. My sister has gone crazy. I think the battle with the saxons must have got to her.. She randomly asked me a question about what she hates more than Lena and the saxons. I was curious so I asked what. She told me death. I actually agree. I hate death too.

I looked down at my dress. It was soaked. Damn saxons and water. I hate being wet, especially in a dress, it shows off my body too much. Why am I worrying about that when I should be worrying about Willow and Emilee, yet I don't have to worry about them, I should mourn. Why am I not mourning!

I see the knights coming. Poor Lancelot. I feel so sad for the guy. I've known him for a while. He was actually in love with Emilee, it doesn't happen often with him. Then, pop, he lost her. Yet, he'll find someone. He always does. Lucky fellow.

I see Gawain too. Dumb Gawain. Why isn't he dead. Yet, I don't want him dead. I love him..Wait, no I don't. Let's forget that, I'm suppose to be mourning. Mourning part coming.

"Poor Willow!" I yell, sadness in my voice. Natalie turns toward me, sending me a weird look. Then her face went all emotionless. Dumb Natalie, why did I tell her to go back to her old self? I actually liked the new one. Too bad.

Wait...why are her and Tristan giving each other glances, special glances. Doesn't he have some woman he is suppose to marry? Guess not. I hate love.

Oh yes, back to Willow. I'm actually quite sad. I feel so bad for Erik. Yet, he'll be fine. I'll just steal on of Vanora's kids when Bors isn't looking. I still have to yell at him for lying to me. God, I mourned while I was with the saxons for Willow, in my dreams for Emilee, so I dont' need to mourn. Good, because the knights are here.

Gawain comes up to me and hugs me. He doesn't smell good, but the hug feels so good...so, so good. I'm having trouble trying to breathe. Wow, he's so romantic...(mind cough) I wish he loved me back...grr. He pulls away. I can breathe! Yet, I send him a small smile. No smiles! My mind is having a battle with itself...yikes.

I see Lauren. She's depressed. Her eyes are red and puffy. Emilee and her were really close. She sends me a small smile, yet I know she's forcing it. Galahad is next to her. He's supporting her with his hand around her waist. He loves her. I wonder if she has noticed. They'll be so cute cute together.

Lancelot is just standing there. Sad. I want to hug him, but I'm afraid too. Why? I don't know. Arthur is there for him though. He has his hand on his shoulder. Good fellow, that Arthur is. He doesn't look that sad though. I think he's happy Guinevere is alive.

Bors is just standing there. I still have to kill him. Why haven't I yet? I'll do it when he least expects it. That would be so sneaky. Muahahha, I'm evil. Where's Guinevere? She's missing. Why is she missing?

Regular POV

Guinevere jumped up out of her bed. She looked around her and saw an awoken Arthur next to her. "Why aren't we on the beach?" she asked him. He touched her arm. Guinevere pulled away and stood up. She put on her dress and flew down the hall to where Selene's room was. She entered to see Selene lying there, holding Willow in her hands, Erik asleep next to her.

Selene sat up when she saw Guinevere enter looking ragged. "How is Willow alive?" she asked Selene. Selene rose an eyebrow and stood up. "Are you okay, Gwen?" she asked her friend. Guinevere felt her head and ran from the room to Emilee and Lauren's room. She barged in and saw Lauren in there alone.

Quickly turning around she ran down to Lancelot's. Without knocking she entered to find Lancelot and Emilee sleeping peacefully in the bed. She clasped her hand over her mouth as she stumbled into the wall. "Emilee?" she whispered. Emilee rubbed her eyes and looked at Guinevere. "Your suppose to be dead!" yelled Guinevere.

Emilee gave her a questioned look. Before she could retort Guinevere ran from the room to the wall. She ran up the steps and ran over to where it over looked northern Briton. Was it all just a dream she asked herself?

Guinevere turned around when she heard approaching footsteps. Arthur moved next to her, a worried look on his face. "What's wrong?" he asked her. Guinevere looked toward where the saxons slept and stood watch. "I need to speak to my father." she stated.

Arthur glanced at her and nodded. "I understand." he said. Guinevere gave him a small sad smile before rushing away to the woods. The whole time she thought one thing, "Arthur you don't understand at all."

(I was going to end it here, but I'll be nice.)

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Merlin sat on the ground, surrounded by woad council members. A woman is brown war clothes interrupted their meeting. "Merlin, your daughter is here. She wishes to speak with you." Merlin nodded his head and Guinevere came out of the darkness. "Father." she greeted.

He bowed his head to her. "Leave." he told the others. They stood, bowed, and left the two alone. Guinevere sat acroos from her father and he grabbed her hands.

"You have come for something, my daughter. What is it?" asked Merlin. Guinevevere stared him in the eye. "It was terrible. I had a dream about the battle and aftermath." Merlin closed his eyes. "What happened in this dream?" he questioned calmly.

Guinevere closed her eyes as well. "You let me go to live my own life. Emilee was killed by a woman. Selene lost this baby that she protected when the saxons attacked a villge she ran to. Lancelot was miserable. Everyone was mourning. At some point, I was even Selene and I was on a beach with the knights. The real me was missing. I noticed when Selene mentioned it in her head."

Merlin opened his eyes. "This was not an ordinary dream,my daughter. It is what might happen. It could, and could not." Guinevere took her hands away from Merlin's. "So, I can stop it from happening." she begged.

Merlin nodded his head and answered, "Yes, you could try." Guinevere jumped up and kissed her father. "Thank you." she thanked him and ran off back to the wall.

She found Arthur in his room, resting. She kneeled in front of him and looked into his eyes. "I had a dream, and what I saw cannot happen. So, please listen to me. What I say, must go. Please, Arthur, If not, you will lose so much more than you think." Arthur gave her a confused lok, but nodded his head anyway.

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Natalie woke up the next morning against someones body. Confused she opened her eyes and looked up to see Tristan looking down at her. She sent him a small smile and he pushed a few strands of hair behind her ear. "Ready to die?" she asked him, while trying to move away from him to get ready. His face remained emotionless but he pulled her closer. "Not yet." he whispered. Natalie rose her eyebrow and he planted a gentle kiss one her lips.

Before she could react someone was at Tristan's door. Jols voice ran out, "Tristan, the caravan is getting ready to leave." Tristan looked down at Natalie and untangled their legs. He got up and started to put on his breeches. She got up and threw on a shirt. "I thought you were staying to fight?" she asked. He started to put his shoes on. "I am." he stated when he was finished. No longer interested in the conversation he went to the door and turned around to look at her. "Let us meet before we say good-bye." he said and went off down the hall to the caravan.

Natalie just stayed there fully dressed and shocked. Selene ran past and saw her there. "Natalie, go to the woods. The girls are already there preparing." she told her. Natalie looked at the room one last time and followed Selene out of the inn. She turned toward her sister. "You are joining the caravan?" asked Natalie. Selene looked at her. "No, Guinevere has reuested that I stay here." she told her worried sister. Natalie pulled Selene close to her. "Stay safe and hide." she ordered. Selene nodded and headed to the inn where other villagers were hiding.

Natalie entered the wooded area and saw many woads ready. She saw Emilee and Lauren. Running up to them she was glared at. "Why are you late?" asked Lauren. Natalie shrugged the question off and grabbed a pair of woman war clothes that Emilee handed her. She went into the forest to change. Once she was done she heard voices speaking in saxon. She followed them and through the trees she saw a group of five saxons.

She ran back to her two friends. While they covered her in blue paint she told them what she saw. Emilee rose an eyebrow. "Woads in the back ranks will see them and kill them. Do not worry." Natalie listened to Emilee and forgot about it. They later joined Guinevere at the edge of the forest.

Guinevere looked at them. "Finally you two join us in war. Emilee, do keep safe and watch for tray arrows." she said looking at Lauren and Emilee. "It has been a while." replied Emilee. Natalie rolled her eyes and looked up at the hill. There only Arthur stood. Where were his knights? Lauren looked at her and understood what she was thinking. "They have left us to our fate." she said. Natalie looked toward the fort. He promised to come back, she told herself over and over.

"I'll ride out with him." mentioned Natalie. She saw a horse by a woad and went over to take it. She hopped onto it and road up a hill to where Arthur stood. "Ready?" she asked him. Arthur looked at her. "Well, your very loyal." he stated. Natalie rose an eyebrow. "Only to friends." she responded. Arthur bowed his head and looked out over the wall. "Now we ride." he whispered when they both noticed the white flag.

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Meanwhile with Guinevere...

"Lauren, take five woads and find those saxons. Slaughter them." ordered Guinevere. Lauren nodded her head and ran to get some warriors. Emilee stared at her friend. "Why do we have to kill them?" asked Emilee.

Guinevere stared at her. "They will start trouble." she told her friend. Emilee eyed Guinevere one more time before turning towards the field. She found that the knights had returned and Natalie was back.

"Ready to fight?" asked Natalie as she stood in between them. Guinevere smirked at Natalie and yelled out "Fire!" in her native language.

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It seemed so much longer when I wrote it by hand. Yet, oh well. I used some parts from chapter 16 in this chapter. As some might have noticed. Chapters 16 and 17, were dreams. Chapter 15 was real though and so is this chapter. So Emilee, Willow, and Lena are not dead. Yet, two other people will die. Mwuahaha. And Sonia is real, do not worry. Lena will die and Kimmerlee will go to Rome. So she's out of this story, yet there hasn't been much of her.

The idea of the battle being a dream, popped in my head recently. Tori got to me. I had no way of making Lancelot happy, so I just made it all a dream. Here are my answer to my reviewers!

EightysFlashBack0- Wow. thanx. I',m sorry if that chapter was confusing. Yet, it was my very first chapter. Hopefully I'm improving!

Boo Boo Kitty- Yes, the last chapter was short, but it was what I now call a dream Fill-in.

2005-07-26

RainingFire- Thank you. Reviews make me feel so special. Lancelot will be happy. Do not worry. I hope you like how I made it all a dream. lol. Sonia is still in the story, yet in reality, she hasn't showed up yet.

though. update soon.

Tori- Do not worry. Emilee is not dead and Lancelot will be happy. You inspired me to make it all a dream. After I read your review I thought about what you said and the idea popped in my head.

Lucillaq- Tristan and Natalie, Gawain and Selene. Those are probably my favortie pairings too. Sorry it took so long to update. I have been really busy. And I have been away. Sonia will come in reality, and she'll leave Tristan alone, yet she has her eye on someone else. I'm so evil.

Read and review. Tell me what you think, or what I should fix!