"Love in an elevator…livin' it up when I'm goin' down…" Terri chuckled to herself as she sang softly. If Arthur or his knights heard her they'd probably keel over; that or not understand a word of what she was singing about. Of course it was also possible they'd order her to stop singing as it wasn't the most pleasant sound in the world. She'd been out rummaging for herbs and plants for a while now, and was pretty pleased with the selection she'd been finding. It would give her a good start to mixing up some salves and other fix-its for ailments. She was filthy, and exhausted, and couldn't honestly remember the last time she'd been as content. It had been a long time.

"Greetings."

She jerked around at the man's voice to see an average sized man looking at her. He had long, gray hair, wore the clothing and blue paint of the Woad, carried a staff, and had intelligent eyes. Terri held the small knife she'd been using to cut her plants close to her leg to as not to be hostile, but to be prepared.

"You do not need the weapon." He chuckled and waved gently at her arm. "I am not here to harm you. I am Merlin, leader of the Woad, Father of Guinevere."

Terri relaxed. "I've heard about you."

"Yes, the stories from your time." He looked delighted.

"Well, yes, those of course, but also what Kassidy has told me."

He nodded. "Oh, yes, Kassidy has brought much to us. It seems your time has brought much to us. I have not yet met the two younglings who have come since Kassidy and her brother and sister."

"Dani? And Mandy came with me." Terri murmured. "Why not?"

"I have been away." Merlin sobered. "Spirits have invaded the body of a child to the North. A child of four winters. I went to see if I could assist in the healing of the child. Alas I was not able. He grows close to death."

"Spirits? He's sick? Dying? I'm a doctor…that's a healer where I come from. I could go to this boy, I could see if I could help him." Terri suddenly knew she wanted to do this very badly. "Please, I know you don't know me, but let me try to help. If you've done all you can, why not let me try?"

Merlin looked at her with consideration. "You would try to save one of my people whom you do not even know?"

"I would try to save anyone who needed help."

Finally, he nodded. "You must have an escort. One of Arthur's knights. Only one. I will speak to Arthur to see who he will send while you prepare whatever it is you need."

Everyone seemed so busy. Dani watched as everyone seemed to be intent on whatever it is they were planning on doing. She'd just finished cleaning the breakfast dishes, which is seemed was one of the only things Vanora was allowing her to do since the 'incident'. She sighed in frustration. She was bored. Kass was teaching the children. Now it not only included Vanora's children, but the village children as well, and Bri and Mandy were helping her. They'd asked Dani if she wanted to help, but she wasn't teaching material. It didn't help she couldn't speak.

Tristan had been sent with Terri to see to some sick child of the Woad, boy he hadn't looked happy, but Arthur really hadn't given him a choice. Guinevere was meeting with the Woad over some land disputes, which Dani thought was odd…didn't the Woad just share all their land? What the heck were they disputing? Oh well, she'd probably never understand that. Arthur was meeting with some knights who wanted to make Camelot their home. Bors and Dagonet were off training men. Sometimes Dani watched, but they yelled and got mad a lot…well, Bors did at least. Dagonet wasn't much of a screamer. Some of the words that came out of Bors mouth made Dani blush. Lancelot had taken some of the new men and was riding patrol. They were still looking for rogue Saxons, and still checking out the place where they kept finding new people. So far Terri and Mandy were the last to come through. Dani wondered everyday if it would stay that way. She didn't know where Gawain and Galahad were.

Dani had just sighed for what felt like the hundredth time when someone cleared their throat behind her. She turned to find Gawain. She smiled in greeting.

"I thought I might find you here." he told her softly. "Galahad and I were making something special for Lancelot and Kassidy for their wedding present. Would you like to help?"

She nodded enthusiastically and moved to him quickly. Gawain held out his hand and after only a moments hesitation she slipped her smaller one in his. He held it firmly, but not too tight and led her from the kitchens over to where they'd been building the new dwelling which would be Lancelot and Kass's new home after they got married.

Karma stared at the sign above the building; Smyth-Davis Family Planning. Picketers were already out in front walking to and fro, screaming at people who even dared to look at them. She felt sick. Everything inside of her told her to go inside and do this; get it over with and life could go back to the shit world it was before instead of the fucked up shit world it was now.

She couldn't get her legs to work. She was across the street, leaning on the light post, and all she wanted to do was run across the street, into the building and scream 'Take it out!', but she couldn't get her fucking legs to work. Hell, if she was lucky, while she was running across the street a car would run her over. These fucking English drivers were the worst…of course Florida drivers weren't that much better.

Karma gave one last look to the building and got back onto the moped she'd bought for dirt cheap. She knew what she'd do. Pretty much what she'd planned on doing since she'd found out. Not like she had anyone to say goodbye to anyway.