He found her sitting in a green brocade armchair in his spare bedroom. Dark beautiful curls lifelessly hung around her thin face. He missed the smile and warmth in her eyes. He could see nothing but hurt and pain in her eyes. He refused to allow Gwen to fade away. She didn't eat. She took a temporary leave from the hospital. Arthur caused him to lose his best nurse over the last month. She didn't have a place to stay. Worst of all, Gwen had lost about 7 kilograms. Morgana and Merlin offered her a room at their home. She refused quickly with "So, you can give him reports about me?"
Leon and Percy stood steadfast behind Arthur's decision. That pissed him off. So, Gawain went to Arthur's flat and packed Gwen's belongings. Gawain' smirked when he remarked to Arthur about Gwen's abundance of lacy lavender thongs and bras.
Arthur's handsome face flushed bright red as his nostrils flared in anger. His anger pissed Gawain off further. He broke Gwen's heart and he had the nerve to be jealous and angry. Gawain quickly retorted that he should feel shame and regret over his callous treatment of Gwen. His mind still reeled that Arthur dumped her because she wasn't what he needed. Gwen held his hand when Uther had a sudden massive stroke leading to his death. She supported him when the bank was under attack from a hostile takeover. But, she wasn't what he needed. Arthur didn't know what he needed. Perhaps, it wasn't Gwen. He played cupid for Gwen and Arthur a few years back… major regret on his part. She stopped being Elyan's cute little sister, and Arthur noticed in a major way. Arthur had grown a heart with Gwen. Arthur was best mate since forever. Actually, Merlin was the glue that kept them together. Merlin was everyone's best friend. Until, Arthur lost his damned mind.
Pushing the memory out of his mind, Gawain stalked into her bedroom. He wanted his best girl mate back. His large hand yanked the drapes from the window, bright sunlight poured into the room.
"No, Gawain," she whimpered from the armchair. "It's too bright. "
"You're not a gremlin. Brush you hair; find a pair of tight jeans or leggings, clean ones. Not those… actually, I want to burn those. Have you changed your clothes lately? A pretty top. We're going out. Bronzer, lipstick, blush, perfume, and killer heels."
"No."
"Be ready in one hour, Princess. I've given you a month to wallow in sorrow over Dumb Ass. I want you to meet my friend from medical school, Tristan. He's on nights with us."
"Don't want to play doctor with you and your friends."
"Well, Princess, you're my best nurse, and I need you. Those kids are outnumbering me. I need you, Princess. The poor sick children need you." Gawain hoped his eyes resembled a puppy.
"Fine," Gwen muttered.
"Brush your teeth."
A/n: Gwen was way too nice to Arthur. I would like her to go a little crazy!
