An: Ok, so this is both my first Merlin fanfic and my first multi chapter fic... So if you have feedback, I'd love to hear it. Just could you keep it helpful and nice. Thanks. BUT, I will warn you, if you haven't watched past the second season than you better not read this. It contains spoilers. You have been warned.
On another note: No, I don't own Merlin. If I did, it would still be airing, and there might be a couple movies.
Do You Trust Me?
The air felt thick around him, as Merlin panted for breath. He could hear the footsteps of the dark intruders, and his heart fell. He knew he could't prolong this much longer.
He was tired, so very tired. Each breath was harder to take, and sweat plastered his hair to his brow. His limbs felt numb and his head spun. It was near impossible to think, and yet, Arthur needed him. He couldn't quit now. They had to stop Morgause.
Morgause. Here. In the castle. What? Why? How...how could Morgana possibly betray them? But she had. The dragon had made that perfectly clear. And the only way to stop this was...to kill her?
No! No...there was no way he could kill her. She was his friend, and Gwen's, and Arthur's (not that the prat would admit it). But how could he not? He couldn't let Arthur go to his death, although the prince had charged out of the throne room adamantly. What other choice did he have?
"He's not going to survive out there."
She sounded so panicked. Did she really mean them harm? And even if she did, could he do the same to her? The dragon's voice rang through his memory, You must kill her. "I know..."
He slowly turned to face her. Her pale green eyes were wide and her hands trembled slightly. He had never seen her this frightened of anything other than her magic. Well, except maybe Uther. Uther. Was that the reason for this? Did she think this would solve her problems?
She was speaking again, "We've got to do something."
Oh, how he hated this. She was right, he had to do something. But his entire being was screaming No, I can't! I can't betray her! And again, he answered both her and the voice in his head, "I know."
And in that very second he realized it wasn't just his heart that was screaming at him to save her, it was more than that. It flowed through his blood and hummed in his bones. It was every breath that he took and it sang over the earth itself. He gave up the idea the dragon had planted in his mind and let instinct take over...
"Morgana, do you trust me?"
This is just the first chapter. Don't worry, I do have some idea how this going to turn out, I just need to figure out a few smaller details first. I'll try to update soon.