Merlin fic set after final episode :)
The day the Pendragon house fell was on a Wednesday, not that anybody knew what a Wednesday was back then. Merlin remembered fondly when days didn't have names. It sometimes made things confusing but it was even more mysterious when life slowly changed. He found himself buying multiple clothes of different designs, something preposterous to him back in Camelot. He missed breaches. He missed Camelot.
"Sorry sir did you want anything else?"
And he was back. The coffee shop was busy and he realized that the girl had made his cappuccino minutes ago. Behind him the students tutted, and behind them a business woman furiously sighed. Nobody said anything though, they didn't have tavern brawls in Starbucks.
"No that'll be fine thank you." He said.
"Well that's three sixty." She said.
He handed her the money and went for a stroll to the local park. His business, an alternative medicine outlet, had been one of the first in the country which he managed from home. Once in a while there would be business meetings, but he never left the town as he waited for his friend to arrive.
It had been over 1500 years since the battle of Camlan and nothing had happened at Avalon. He went for at least two hours a day, after walking there. He had wondered whether taking the car would be better in case it was Arthur's time. He also thought that maybe he should make more effort to blend it.
When most people met Merlin they thought he was homeless. Shabby chic his business partner Helen had called it. Showed his immaterial approach to life, his spokesman had said. To Merlin it reminded him of what he used to wear, though he had lost his red neckerchief long ago.
It was when he was approaching the swings he saw her. Dark hair in long curls and a long trench coat going down towards her knee. She turned back to look for somebody, and he saw her face. A face he never wanted to see again.
"Morgana." Merlin said.
She turned back and he ran towards her. Just as he was reaching her she went into a car and down the road. Looking at her he knew what he had to do. Running back home he jumped into his car and rode down the lake. He stayed there for hours, until dawn rose the next day and he finally lost his patience.
"Come on Arthur!" Merlin shouted. "What are you waiting for? She's come back."
