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:Chapter 7: Home Remedies:

Lily's POV

I sit bolt upright, my heart pounding wildly in my chest, threatening to jump out of my mouth. My eyes dart around the room in a rush, and I breathe a little more evenly as I remember.

We're in ancient England, with Arthur and his knights. I am in the room they'd given me.

I'm okay.

I wait for the sounds of running feet, coming to see what the screaming was but they never came.

Sighing in relief, I swing my legs over the side of the bed, setting my feet firmly on the wooden floor. I can't have screamed.

It takes me a few seconds to calm down enough to stand up and get dressed. I pull on the breeches and tunic Vanora had given me from the day before, as it's all I have for now, and tuck my dagger into the top of my riding boot.

I take another set of deep, calming breaths as I stare at the doorknob before opening it and cautiously stepping out. There is no one in the hall, all the other doors were shut and it is quiet.

Making my way down the set of stairs to the outside, I look up at the slightly overcast sky. There is a ghost of a breeze that tickles my skin but it isn't cold. Although, I'm not the best person to gauge temperature. I can run around in snow with not much more then jeans and a long sleeved shirt on, while everyone else look like Eskimos. I'm not even sure what season it is.

Brushing off the feelings of uncertainty, I concentrate on going the right way and not getting lost. I figure someone I know will be at the tavern.

Coming up to the familiar building, I smile, recognising the people that stand or sit at the table we had occupied last night. They were the only ones there. Vanora and Tam are drying up mugs at the back while the knights, minus Lancelot, Tristan and Arthur, are sitting around the table with food set in front of them. Bors is holding his head in his hands as a little boy tugs on the hem of his tunic.

I smile at them as I pass and skip up to Tam, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Morning." I smile

She chuckles. "Morning, sleep well?"

"As far as I know, yeah. Hi, Vanora."

She looks up from the baby she holds in one arm and smiles kindly. "Mornin' Lily, you look well."

"Yea, must have slept well. Anyone seen Ash?"

"Not since last night. She left with her victim 'bout an hour after you did."

I nod. What Ash does, no longer surprises me. She was slightly out of control, but it was her nature, thanks to how she was raised. "She'll turn up soon."

Tam nods, she was used to it, too, but it still bugs her.

I grab a mug and get myself some water then go over to the table and set it down next to Dagonet and tap Bors on the shoulder.

"Got a hangover there, Bors?" I ask, smirking.

"Shh girl. Five, stop ye nagging boy, go to your mother." He exclaims to the boy, who reluctantly does as he is told.

Patting his shoulder sympathetically, I go back behind the bar to Vanora. "Is there a kitchen back there?"

"Yes, what you after?" The woman replies, now directing her son out the door where the rest of his siblings are running around.

"Just gonna make some tea…would you have any ginger? And lemon, orange and honey?"

Vanora nods slowly. "Yes, I think there's all of that in there, what are you making?"

"Tea." I smile and disappear into the kitchen to begin, hoping that I remember the home remedy to help hangovers correctly. But I doubt I'll get it to wrong, I make it often enough for Ash.

With some help from Vanora, I boiled the water over the fire and locate all the other things I need. I boil the ginger roots for what I guess to be ten minutes, strained it into what I think is something similar to a tea pot and add the lemon, orange juice and the honey.

Pouring the liquid into two mugs, I test my concoction, then, satisfied that it was drinkable, return to my new friends. I place one on the bar and set the other in front of Bors, who eyed it, and then me.

"What is it?"

"Tea, it'll help with your hangover, make you feel better." I reply, pushing the mug towards him. "Drink it."

He picks it up and brings it to his nose, inhaling its tangy scent suspiciously.

"It won't hurt you. Unless you're allergic to ginger, lemons, oranges, honey or water." I say over my shoulder as I return to Vanora's side.

Tam, who has sat down next to Gawain, rolls her eyes at the big man and continues picking away at her own plate of food.

"Urgh." The loud groan makes us all look up and I smirk as Ash almost drags herself up the stairs to us.

I hold out the other mug to her and say. "Morning sunshine!" A little louder then is truly necessary.

She noticeably winces and scowls at me. "Cruel." She mutters under her breath.

I continue to smirk at her as we seat ourselves. "And how was last night?"

The men snuck looks at her over their food at this question, they really weren't pleased with it. Lancelot had sulked over it all the time I was here. Poor fellow.

Ash grunts and nods her thanks to Vanora as she places a plate in front of her. "Up to shit."

"What? No good?" I tease, it wasn't often that Ash lucked out.

"No, no need to bother with Romans, Lil. You get them drunk, and they pass out. Three of them did it! Gutless wonders, no stomach!" She mutters unhappily. "I hate this place."

Tam and I snort. "And you hate it because of the lack of suitable male company, rather then the fact that we don't belong here?"

"At the moment? Yes."

I shake my head at her as she sips more of her tea. Bors has demolished all of his and seems to be waiting for its affects.

"What is this?" Ash asks, poking at her slice of pie.

"Steak and kidney pie." Galahad replies helpfully.

She blanches. "Kidney? …I think I'm going to be sick..." She pushes away the plate and rests her head on the table instead.

I laugh at the look on Tammy's face, her mouth hangs open, ready to receive another spoonful of her meal. She hurriedly puts it down and coughs. "Do have any idea what the kidney does?" She all but shrieks, and Ash and Bors immediately recoil and clutch their heads at her volume. The others all shake their heads and she pales a little more.

I chuckle but shut up quickly as she rounds on me.

"You be quiet." She shoves her plate away even further and watches the men in disgust as they shrug and continue eating.

"I hate this place. The people are nuts." Ash mumbles, face still hidden in her arms. "Pie full of kidneys, soldiers who can't drink, no running water…what next?"

I pat her shoulder calmingly. "I'm sure you'll find something to eat that doesn't have a kidney in it, and I'm sure there are some men here you can harass."

She grumbles some more, keeping her head down on the table.

I watch with bubbling interest as Gawain tries to persuade Tam to eat something, almost laughing out loud when she folds her arms and glares at him. He looks at a loss, he obviously thinks she needs to eat and Tam has some how taken his caring as an insult. And now she is sulking.

We could be so childish, I realise. At home it probably wouldn't have mattered quite as much, we were playing usually. I knew I acted more childishly then I should, but I had my reasons. To see it come from Tammy, though, was very amusing, since she chips Ash and I for it all the time.

"No." She replies stubbornly, glaring at the food on the end of the fork that Gawain is holding in front of her face.

I bite my lip to keep quiet and exchange an amused look with Galahad, who sits directly across from me.

I look up when I hear footsteps and spot Lancelot stumble towards us, looking even worse then Ash.

"I'll get some more tea." I say quietly, looking him up and down. His hair is more unruly then before, his eyes are bloodshot, and he looks much paler then he should have. "I'll get a lot more tea." I correct, already making for the kitchen.

"Just what I need," I faintly hear Ash mutter. "Prance-a-lot, with a hangover."

I re-emerge to see that they have all settled around the table and Gawain and Galahad, the first of which having given up on trying to feed Tam, have taken to teasing Lancelot.

"Leave him alone." I scold, setting the tea in front of him. "He looks like he's a member of the dead, now shush."

He offers me a small smile before eyeing the steaming mix apprehensively.

"Yes, you have to drink it. It will help with your head."

I place one hand on my hip and stare at him, it was my sign that said 'do as you're told, or I will make you.'

He seems to get the hint, sips it, and nods.

I shake my head. "Why do I always get stuck with the stubborn ones?"

"Cause." Tam says, again pushing away the plate that Gawain has given to her. "You have this amazing ability to have people do what you tell them to. I will eventually give up, and Ash would kill them in her frustration."

"They start it." My best friend immediately retorts.

I chuckle. "Sure they do."

She mutters something else that I can't understand, but probably wouldn't have liked.

"What are we doing today?" Tam asks, smacking Gawain's persistent hand away.

"I don't know?" I reply and Ash shrugs.

"Sleep?" She offers.

I roll my eyes and add. "I don't think she'll be fit enough to do too much of anything in her state." She looks up to glare at me.

"I don't give a shit." Her words are slightly slurred and make for a highly amusing sight, so it wasn't surprising when we started laughing.

"See Arthur and see if we can't make ourselves useful while we're here maybe?" Tam suggests, ever the polite guest. "I can't go long with out doing something constructive."

"We could give you a tour if you'd like." Galahad grins, looking at me.

What can I say? He has an infective smile, I had to smile back. "Maybe later."

His face fell a little but perks up when I smile at him again.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid," Ash mutters as she stands up, downs the rest of her tea then gasps at the heat and bolts for the kitchen entrance.

I look at Tam, who is staring after her in lost amazement, and blink. "I think, I may be wrong, but I think she just burned her throat."

"SHUT UP LILIANA!" She shrieks from out back.

"Not enough to damage her voice obviously." Tam grins, sounding some what disappointed.

"That'll be the day."

"What day?" Dagonet asks, confused.

"The day she looses her voice." I giggle.

oOo

Normal POV

As breakfast concluded, the group disperses in their own directions. Meaning Lancelot, Ash and Bors had gone back to bed, leaving the rest to do whatever they liked.

Vanora shooed them out of the tavern, saying something about fresh air and she needed to clear up, so the others had agreed to take Tam and Lily to Arthur to further sort out their arrangements.

"You don't need to repay us." Gawain insists again as they near the door that hides Arthur's medieval version of an office.

Tam sighs. "As you keep saying, think of it as more of a easing of my mind then, if it makes you feel better."

"Boredom killer." Lily adds helpfully, smiling at the three knights.

Gawain shakes his head. "If you insist…"

"I do." Tam puts a hand on his arm and smiles reassuringly. It was plainly not up for discussion any longer.

Dagonet knocks on the door and a moment later they hear Arthur's admitting voice from within. They enter and find him sitting behind a desk that has paper scattered all over it.

"Yes?" The famous commander says, smiling somewhat tiredly at them all in greeting.

"Hi Arthur, I was wondering if there was anything we could do to help out around here?" Tam states, very business like. "Since we don't know how long we'll be here, or what the purpose of us being brought to Brittan is, I believe we should make ourselves useful to you in the mean time."

"Please do not feel the need to repay us, Tamara." Arthur replies kindly.

"So your men keep telling me, and telling me, and telling me. But I'd really rather be of some use."

He sighs thoughtfully. "I will think about it then, if you insist upon it. Do you have preferences?"

She hesitates. "Well…I suppose, yes, but I'm not sure if that knowledge would be of any use to you."

"You did say that you and Lily had been trained in healing didn't you?" Arthur points out, abandoning the quill in his hand.

"A little. We were taught how to stich up wounds, deal with bites, fevers, set broken limbs…that sort of thing. But I wouldn't trust us with someone's life. We're by no means experts or professionals." Tam adds hurriedly just before Lily could point out that fact.

Arthur chuckles. "Don't worry. I would not give you such a burden unless you were ready. What of you Lily?"

She smiles sweetly at him. "Morning Arthur. Whatever you want me to do I suppose." She shrugs. "I'll try whatever, pretty much."

He nods, thinking. "We can always use another healer, if you know herbs and things. Vanora might need a hand in the tavern."

"Ash's area." Tam and Lil reply instantly. "She deals with drunks better then we do."

The men laugh, that is easily believable. "Fair enough. If you want me to find you something then I shall look into it."

"Thanks." Tam says appreciatively.

"Don't worry yourself over it, Arthur, she just likes to be doing something all the time." Lily grins.

"Still, it may be useful." He smiles back. "If you will excuse me, I have some work to catch up on." He gestures to his over papered desk.

"Maybe you need a secretary." Lily giggles, looking at the mass of paper.

"Secretary?"

"Yeah, it's someone you sorts out all the paper side of things. Keeps track of when and where you have to be, dates, supply lists, that kind of stuff."

The commander perks up, more interested now. "Really? That sounds…good."

The girls laugh. "If you want us to, one can work in here and one can be in the infirmary. Or we can both be on call to help out in the infirmary."

He nods, warming up to the idea. "Would Ash help? So there is no pressure on you?"

The two glance at each other.

"She might help out Vanora, she has done that sort of thing before." Tam says tentatively.

"Good luck getting her to do anything else. She hates book work with a passion and makes it perfectly clear that she only breaks people, not fixes them." Lily grins. "I doubt she'll do much of anything until she gets bored though."

Arthur chuckles. "Then it is settled, which ever way you want to do it."

The girls share another look.

"I'd say most of the healing would be illnesses." Lily states. "That's more your area, I can do the books, and talk Ash into the barmaid thing. You can come get me if someone needs stitches."

Tammy agrees. "Okay then. When do you want us to start?"

"And this isn't going to be hours and hours is it?" Lily adds quickly.

"No, once I get everything under control it will be relatively easy to keep track of the work. It just builds up when I am away." Arthur says, glaring distastefully at the work. "I will do that, in the mean time Dagonet will show you the infirmary, I'm sure, and where things are."

The giant knight nods, smiling at the girls. "This way."

They follow him out, thanking Arthur over their shoulders as Gawain and Galahad trail behind them.

oOo

"Well, what now?" Lily asks as she sets a jar of…something, back on its shelf. They are standing in the infirmary, taking in everything as Dagonet points it out. The room is set up with beds along either wall and a large walkway in between. At the far end are shelves lined with herbs, pans, bandages, needles, string and all the medical supplies you could have in medieval times.

Tam has gotten him to tell her the names of the herbs at least three times, and she marks down the amount and queries him on the ones that were missing as to whether or not they could get them.

Gawain and Galahad, who didn't appear to have anything better to do, were both sitting on a bed, watching. Neither has a clue what was being said, judging by the looks on their faces.

Sighing, Lily leaves the shelves as Tam shoots another line of questions at Dagonet and fallss back on the bed next to Galahad.

"I don't know why you two are here when it makes no sense to me." She mutters, shifting back so that her head hangs over one side and her legs hang over the other.

"This place could be cleaner to." She scrunches up her nose as she inspects the dirt on the floor. This place was ten times cleaner then any other room she had been in, but it could still be better.

"Yes." Tam agrees, putting her conversation with Dag on hold. "When I'm done here, I'll clean up."

"Okie dokie." Lily smiles, sitting up straight. "Wanna get out of here then, guys?"

Galahad nods and grins, but Gawain simply shrugs.

"You two go ahead, we'll see you at lunch."

"Kay, see ya's later." Lily grabs Galahad's arm and pulls him up and out the door, shutting it behind them.

"What's the hurry?" Galahad asks, trying to ignore her grip on his forearm.

She turns her head and smiles at him. "Need get away from Tam a.s.a.p."

"A.s.a.p?"

"As soon as possible." She clarifies, giggling. "She's in work research mode, then it will be crazy cleaner lady mode. It is wise to avoid both. She'll get you to do something otherwise. And if you ever go in there again, make sure you don't have muddy boots."

"Ah, okay. What would you like to do now?" He matches her stride and the two fall into an even, leisurely pace.

"I don't know…where's Tristan? I haven't seen him today." She subconsciously looks around for the elusive scout and so misses Galahad's fallen face.

"Tristan could be anywhere, he doesn't socialise much." He replies rather dully.

"Oh."

He cringes at her disappointment. "We could…look for him…if you want."

She notices he doesn't sound terribly enthusiastic about it, but she doesn't want to go look for the scout anyway. It was easier to be around Dagonet now, after she had spoken to and spent more time with him. But he didn't have the familiar air about him that Tristan does, just something about him seemed natural to her. Dagonet put her at ease, made her feel safe like the others did, but in a slightly stronger way. Tristan, however, stirred something inside her, in a way that she couldn't explain.

"No." She replies quickly. "I don't want to look for him."

Galahad looks at her, clearly confused, but she just shrugs it off and smiles.

"Well, what would you like to do?" He repeats. He doesn't really mind, so long as he gets to spend more time with her.

She chuckles. "You already asked me that, what do you usually do when you're here?"

"Train, drink, sleep, prepare…" He traile=s off and looks down at her interested face. "Would you like to have a tour of the fort now? Or perhaps go for a ride?"

Lily perks up considerably at the mention of horses. "A ride sounds nice, so long as I'm not depriving you of your free time."

"There is nothing I would rather do, milady." Grinning, he offers her his arm, which she accepts and leads her to the stables.

oOo

Laughing, the two lead their horses from the stables, all saddled up and ready to go when a loud scream, followed by even louder curses stop their enjoyment.

"I think our ride will have to wait, Gal." Lily says, quickly handing her reins to the closest stable boy and takes off at a run in the direction of the noise.

Galahad curses the trouble and whoever has interrupted and takes off after her. The pair runs through the streets and up to the barracks where the noise is coming from and Galahad throughs open the door, placing himself between Lily and the disturbance within.

He stops short when he sees just what is inside and Lily ducks under his arm and stands in front of him.

"Get your great fat arse off me you clumsy, stumbling, moron!" Ash hollers, shoving a dazed Lancelot harshly in the chest. The pair of them are in a tangle of limbs on the floor, and the knight was trying to move but Ash's struggles was making it difficult for him.

He grunts with the force of her hit. "I would if you'd stop moving!"

"Me stop moving? You're crushing my ribs!"

"Yes you, by the gods, this is your fault!" He snaps, only to receive her elbow in his shoulder.

Some how Ash manages to knee him in the ribs and knock the wind out of him, then shoves him off and away from her just as the cavalry arrives behind the stunned pair in the entrance.

"What is going on?" Arthur demands as he moves past Lily and Galahad into the hall. Tristan, Dagonet, Gawain and Tam following him in, weapons at the ready.

"Your second in command moron-of-a-boy, just ran into me and tipped us both down the stairs!" Ash snaps, using the wall to help herself stand.

"I ran into you?" Lancelot wheezes, taking deep breaths to return the oxygen to his lungs. "Forgive me, Ashley, but it was you who ran into me."

"Forgive you? Not blanking likely, and bullshit! You've had a stick gammed up your arse since last night!" She retorts icily. "Girls, we're leaving. This place is insane and I will not allow you to be around these fools."

Lily raises an eyebrow at her while the others stare and Lancelot gapes at her.

"I've had a…excuse me?" He yells in a shrill tone, to which the men snicker, even Tristan smirks.

Ash glares daggers at him. "You heard me, unless you're deaf as well as dumb. What the hell is your problem?"

All eyes turn to Lancelot as he fumes and opens and shuts his mouth like a fish out of water.

"I think you should go and lay down, Ash." Lily says soothingly, interrupting before the knight could retort, or impale her. She walks to her friend and places a hand on her forehead.

"No, I want to hear what Sir Prance-a-lot has to say, if he can remember how to form sentences." The red head sneers, battering the hand away.

Lily doesn't look impressed, and gives both the panting, fuming, extremely pissed off pair disapproving looks. Their chests were heaving, they were sweating, their hair looked absolutely wild and their arms and legs were trembling.

The blonde isn't sure if this is because of their raging emotions or their scuffle, but either way she was going to put a stop to this madness now.

"You can do that later. Right now you're both going back to bed, you look like crap, this is beyond immature, and as adults you should know better. And you're making your already sad conditions worse. Now haul your sorry arses back to your rooms and lay down, before I kick them in there personally, and strap you to your beds." Hands plant themselves firmly on her hips as she glares at them. The chastised pair, and everyone else, looks at the softly spoken young woman in surprise.

"Now, or I'll make the others carry you." She threatens.

They huff, pout and storm, a little unsteadily and in that order, back up the stairs and into their respective rooms, each slamming their doors behind them.

Lily turns and rolls her eyes. "Sometimes I wonder." She mutters to herself. "Dagonet? Can I get two basins of cold water, two cloths and plenty of cool drinking water please? Oh, and morning, Tristan."

The scout nods to her cautiously as does Dagonet.

"You handled the situation well." Arthur praises as the giant left to fetch what she asked for, Tam following after him, shaking her head and muttering about gods only knew what.

"Yeah, well..." Her cheeks colour slightly at his praise, and from them having witnessed her outburst. "Ash only really listens to yelling when she's that angry. And Lancelot is pretty much the same, I'd say."

Gawain laughs, his eyes dancing in amusement. "Stubborn as a mule."

She grins at him. "So is she."

"Bets on when they get together." The blonde man's grin widens.

Lily returns his mischievous look with a gleam in her own eyes. "It wouldn't be a fair bet, she'll fight him to end until someone yells at her to stop, and argue with her about it for a while."

Arthur tilts his head enquiringly. "It will take yelling at her to get her to surrender to Lancelot?"

"If they don't kill each other first, then, yea."

A/N: There ya go, nice and long. Hope you enjoyed it, though not a lot happened. :)

On a separate note, I know Ash's personality is annoying some of you. I'm sorry, but it's just how she is. I'll try and tune it down in places, but I won't change her completely.

Have a great day/night!

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~Meg xx