Notes: Gee, guest who said they love my stories, you make me blush... Glad you do, as well, thanks for letting me know, made my weekend :)

Stats: OK, gathering commences: 500 words for RobinRobin, ChromSumia, GangrelEmmeryn (is this going to end up at 3000 words again?), PriamEmmeryn, and ValidarExcellus *does victory lap around Plegia with Grima's flag*

Special requests have upped the sequel to She waited, asleep (RobinTiki) to 1000 words, and an additional side story also of RobinTiki (500) with more of their family, yay! Also a family fic with the Einherjar of Lyn and Roy (500), and honestly? What a cute request.

Anon remains open for many more requests and mentions of requests to up the numbers. You may be greedy, as my profile says, and don't be shy!

Morgan had confirmed that both Khans would be staying, even though Flavia was pregnant. Basilio had been convinced she'd be unable to handle it, but after they had met Junia and she said that they'd returned safely home for her birth, they shrugged it off. The girl told Morgan in private that Raimi had picked her up for a reason, looking unsurprised, before he left her to be questioned by his father...

"Ya sure are lookin' down, Morgan," Donnel said, as the new tactician went to greet the arriving villager and his wife... and their three merchant carts.

Anna smirked when she saw his shocked expression. "We brought a lot of merchandise. Fresh from the farm!"

"This isn't a market."

"Oh, come on! Honey, back me on this."

"Ya gotta have a bite from Ma's special bear pie recipe!"

Morgan didn't want to admit he was interested, as Donnel held out a pie at him. It truly smelled and looked delicious and so fresh. Anna giggled as he continued to resist temptation...

"Fine, you can keep your things. Now give me that pie!" he demanded. "And take one to my mother too."

"Ya not gonna ask 'bout the price?"

"It's alright, honey. They can have two pies for free, it doesn't affect our numbers."

Morgan rolled his eyes as he was given a free spoon as well, then was sent on his way as they moved the carts to a safe spot in the campsite. He wasn't confident he could finish the whole thing on his own, even after he ate a spoonful and melted, so he went to look for his half-sister to share it.

...he avoided two arrows aimed at his head when he dropped the spoon and bent to pick it up.

"No! I was aimin' at ya, don't move!" he heard a girl's voice complaining, coming from a tree's branches.

Lucina suddenly rushed past him and climbed the tree. "Morgan, you have to be more careful," she said as she pushed an enemy archer out of her hideout and onto the ground.

The girl looked exactly like Anna and her sisters, but had curly darkish hair. Morgan didn't have to even try to guess she came from Junia's altered future, and her parentage was likewise clear.

"Who are you?"

"Danna."

"Why were you trying to attack me, Danna?"

"There's some reward for the tactician, and ya are the tactician," she mumbled. "But I gotta admit I lost..." She threw her bow away in surrender. Lucina immediately restrained her.

"Wait, a reward?" Anna asked, walking over to join them, as if summoned forth by the money talk.

Donnel was right behind her. "It's not right if it's for killin' somebody!"

"Ma! Pa! Ya'll are on the boy's side? Ya'll never told me!"

Morgan watched as Donnel proceeded to scold his future daughter for attempting something so vile, while Anna lamented her fate out loud: she had a country mouse daughter in the future, lacking her clan's classiness!

Danna the Archer: Daughter of Donnel and Anna. Raised at the farm, away from the other Annas, she learned a humbler and more honest way of living. Her mother pressured her to pick up her merchant roots, but she preferred to go out hunting with her father, eventually mastering archery. Values her individuality.