I do not own Merlin or Doctor Who.

This switches around with point of views. You should be able to work out whose point of view it is pretty easily. I'm not totally sure where this fits into the Merlin timeline. In Doctor Who, though, this is just after the Lodger, season five and essentially goes AU from there up until the eleventh section, which starts the Pandorica Opens.

When Merlin accidentally found Morgana hiding in the woods - though for her, he was pretty sure him finding her was not an accident - he had not expected this to happen.

They'd fought of course. Morgana had the upper-hand due to the fact she'd surprised him. It was quickly turning dark, and they were both exhausted and severely injured when one of Merlin's spells knocked Morgana out.

Merlin stood still at the other edge of the clearing in the woods, staring at Morgana's limp form to make sure she was not faking. Then, after several long moments, he collapsed, half due to blood-loss and half due to exhaustion.

Then a curious sound could be heard, and this giant blue box started to form. As it took on a more solid shape, Merlin pushed himself into a sitting position. He'd almost struggled his was into a standing position when the doors flew open.

"Oi, Doctor, this isn't Rio - "

A red-headed woman stood at the box's entrance. Her gaze rested on him, then on Morgana, and her expression quickly turned worried. "Doctor!" she shouted. "Get out here!" The woman ran out of the box and towards Morgana, where she bent down to check for signs of life.

A man followed her, racing out of the box and waving a type of stick around. He paused next to Merlin, pointing the stick at him. "You'll be fine," he said as he hurried over to Morgana. With the red-headed woman's help, he lifted Morgana and carried her into the box.

After several moments, the woman's head popped out. "Come on!" she exclaimed, walking to his side. "Let's get you inside before you bleed to death."

Merlin narrowed his eyes at her. "How do I know I can trust you?" he demanded. "You could be one of Morgana's helpers. Considering how willingly you ran to help her, it wouldn't surprise me. Nobody in Camelot would do that - "

"Look," the woman snapped. "We have no clue who either of you are. We're just two people helping out another two people who are dying. So come on, let's get you inside and to the med bay." She offered him an arm.

Merlin took it and she helped to heave him up, and with her supporting him, he limped into the TARDIS.


Amy sat next to the bed of the injured woman. Merlin - she still couldn't get over the fact she'd helped Merlin out - hovered nearby, watching them with suspicious eyes. She had a feeling it was more the woman - she thought he'd called her Morgana - that he was worried about, but she still felt annoyed about it.

The Doctor bounced in, full of hype as per usual. "We are currently orbiting Earth," he announced.

"Wait, what?" Merlin stared at him. "What about Camelot?"

"Don't worry," replied the Doctor. "This is a time machine. I can get you back whenever you'd like." It looked like he was about to say more, but there was a gasp from the injured woman as she blinked awake.

"Where am I?" she demanded. "I - I don't remember getting here." The woman frowned as she put her hand to her head. "I don't.. I don't remember anything, actually."

Amy and the Doctor shared glances. "We don't know much about you." The Doctor's voice was soft. "Merlin does, though. He should be able to answer your questions."

The woman focused on Merlin, fixing her gaze on him intensely. "Do you know me? I don't remember you…"

"You wouldn't if you can't remember anything," said Amy before Merlin could even open his mouth. Silence flooded the room as Merlin kept quiet for a few moments, looking as if he was trying to decide what to say.

"Your name is Morgana," he said finally. "You used to live in Camelot. You're the daughter of Uther Pendragon and the half sister of Arthur Pendragon."

"What was I like?" asked Morgana.

Silence.

Then:

"I think you should figure that out for yourself."

Merlin left the room. A few moments later, after Morgana faded back to sleep, Amy followed suit.


Morgana stood in the TARDIS' control room, fiddling with the sleeve of her shirt. She'd found some clothes in the wardrobe, and though they were very different to the clothes she'd woken up in, she rather liked them.

Merlin sat in the chair on the other side of the control room. He was the only person on the TARDIS she wasn't sure of. He seemed nice enough, but she hated how he was keeping stuff from her. Amy and the Doctor - they'd both told her everything they knew about her willingly. But Merlin… he'd told her the basic facts and nothing else. He was the only clue to her past, and all she knew was that her name was Morgana and who her family was.

"So, where would you like to go?" asked the Doctor, as he fiddled with the controls.

"Rio!" shouted Amy, shooting the Time Lord a mock glare. Morgana laughed, having been told all about Amy's woes over never getting to go to Rio.

"Well, if there are no other requests," trailed off the Doctor.

A curious noise started up. "What is that?" asked Morgana, wrinkling her nose.

"The brakes," replied Amy with a small smile, "and the sign that we landed."

Amy brushed past Morgana, heading to the door. Morgana followed behind, wondering what could be on the other side of the door. Amy pushed the doors open.

"Doctor! This isn't Rio!"

Morgana started to giggle as Amy turned and marched up to the Doctor. Poking him in the chest, she snapped, "How hard is it to get to bloody Rio! Honestly, you'd think that you were a horrible time traveler!" The Doctor looked hurt. Morgana lost it.


Several adventures later, Morgana was taking a look around the TARDIS.

She'd become good friends with Amy and the Doctor, and Merlin had stopped casting her suspicious glances when he thought she wasn't looking, which was definitely a plus. They still weren't exactly friends, and Morgana often wondered what she had done to cause him to mistrust her so.

She stood in one of the hallways of the TARDIS, unsure of what she was looking for. Well, no, she was sure of what she was looking for. She just wasn't sure what it would tell her and if there was any point.

Glancing around uncertainly, she wondered where Amy and the Doctor had put the dress she'd woken up in. Morgana had already checked every wardrobe in the place, and she wasn't quite at the point where she was going to ask somebody, whether that be the Doctor, Amy, or ever the TARDIS. She took a few cautious steps down the hall way, her sneakers making very little sound on the floors.

She came to a doorway and opened it curiously. She stepped inside, flicking the lights on as she went. Morgana glanced around the room - there! Hanging up in one of the corners of the room was that dress. She hurried over to it.

It was medieval in style and felt like silk. She stared it, wondering what the story behind it was. It looked royal, almost fit for a queen. 'I wonder what my status was,' she thought. 'Merlin never mentioned it.'

"I was wondering when you'd find it."

Morgana jumped and turned to face Merlin. "Sorry," he apologized. "I wasn't following you; I just walked by and noticed the door was open."

"Did you know it was in here?" asked Morgana.

"Yes," replied Merlin. "Actually, I requested it."

"Why?" 'Please tell me.'

"I figured, that if you really had lost your memories -" Morgana shot him a startled look. "Sorry, but before you lost your memories, I didn't trust you. Anyway, I figured that if you'd really lost your memories then you should figure everything out yourself - who you are and all that - without anything to change you."

"Merlin, sometimes you're really - it's not wisdom…"

Merlin's lips quirked upwards. "The last time someone said that to me, they called me an idiot straight after."

Morgana laughed. "Really?"

"Really." Merlin grinned at her. "Your brother liked to insult me. But don't worry; I put him in his place just as much."

Morgana sobered, curious. "What was my brother like?"

"A dollop head."

"…Describe dollop head."

"Prince Arthur."

"That doesn't help, Merlin. I can't remember Prince Arthur - wait!" Morgana stared at him wide eyed. "My brother's a prince?"

Merlin looked rather sheepish. "Oops. Didn't mean to say that." When Morgana glared at him, he held up his hands. "Okay! Yes, he's a prince."

"That means I'm a princess, right?"

"…Well, actually, most people just called you Lady Morgana…"

"Merlin! Morgana!" It was Amy's voice, and the two shared a glance before leaving the room.


"I'm really starting to hate running," Merlin told the Doctor as several security guards from the prison they were stuck in only a few seconds ago chased them through the streets.

"Most do!" called back the Doctor.

A man skidded out in front of them. Merlin and the Doctor skidded to a stop as the man began to mutter something and his eyes flashed gold.

"That's magic -" Merlin stopped abruptly as a set of chains appeared around him. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that the Doctor was bound by similar chains. The Doctor was desperately trying to fish his sonic screwdriver out of his pocket. Merlin simply sighed as he muttered a spell. The chains tensed for a second and tightened so it became painful, then snapped.

Merlin jumped to his feet. "It has been a while since someone has tried to stop me with magic chains. It was kind of nice to get a break from it, and it has happened so many times. You just wrecked my holiday from it, and I am just the slightest bit mad." He glared at the sorcerer in front of him. Behind him, the Doctor stared in astonishment.

"How did you do that?" asked the sorcerer. "Nobody on this planet has been able to escape my chains."

"You've got some pretty weak sorcerers here, then. You're not that powerful, either. The last time I was bound by enchanted chains, it was by one of the most powerful sorceresses I've heard of. Her chains were at least ten times stronger than that, and I escaped them."

The man's face hardened and his eyes started to turn gold again, but Merlin beat him to it. His eyes flashed gold as he uttered a spell and then the sorcerer was in chains.

Merlin turned around and said another spell, causing the Doctor's chains to fall away. "Come on," he said. "Let's go find Amy and Morgana."


While Merlin was showing off his magic, Amy and Morgana were hiding on the other side of the city.

"Typical Doctor," muttered Amy. "It's impossible for him not to get into trouble."

"Come out!" an eerie voice called as a little girl in a white dress skipped by. The girl's appearance was unearthly, with light blond hair only just less pale then her snow white skin. Her eyes were pure black. In her right hand, she clutched a small brown bear with wings.

"Come out," the girl called again. "Can't we play a game?" She giggled, raising her left hand to twirl her hair around her finger.

Amy and Morgana shrank back, further into the bushes. "So," whispered Morgana, "this is the little girl that's supposed to have the entire population of this world as her toys, right?"

"I guess," murmured Amy. "I mean, she is trying to kill the people who have been trying to bring her down."

There was a commotion at the end of the street and two figures appeared. One was wearing a bow tie and the other a neckerchief. "Merlin and the Doctor!" whispered Amy excitedly, while Morgana just grinned.

"Let's join them," replied Morgana as the Time Lord and the warlock started down the street.

The little girl turned around. "Oh!" she exclaimed, looking absolutely delighted. "Won't you play a game with me?"

At the same time, Amy and Morgana stood up. "I think we've had enough of games," called Morgana. The Doctor and Merlin looked immensely relieved to see them.

The little girl's eyes narrowed and for a moment, you could see every dark intention she had ever had in her eyes. "You'll love games in a moment," she said darkly, and her black eyes flashed gold as she began to recite a spell.

Morgana stared in confusion as a… all she could describe it as was a change crossed Amy and the Doctor's faces. Almost hypnotically, they walked towards the small girl who smiled delightedly. Then she noticed how Morgana and Merlin had not moved.

"Why hasn't it worked on you?" she shrieked at them, looking absolutely furious. Morgana flinched - she could feel the white hot anger pouring out of the girl.

"It didn't work because you geared the enchantment for non-magic users." Merlin's reply was simple and matter of fact, though Morgana was as confused as the girl must be. "You need a more powerful spell for Morgana and me."

The girl's fury worsened. "Forbearne," she hissed. Almost immediately, fire sprouted up around Merlin. The warlock combated the spell with a simple word, and the fire died away.

"An enchantment does not end until the cause has been killed," said Merlin in an almost thoughtful fashion.

The girl gave a silky smile. "You wouldn't harm a little girl, though."

"I won't be harming a little girl, though," responded Merlin. "That's only what you pretend to be." He cast another spell and a knife appeared almost out of thin air and sped towards the girl. She didn't have enough time to stop it or even duck before it embedded itself into her heart.

As the Doctor and Amy seemed to wake up, Morgana ran towards Merlin. She pulled him into a hug. "Thank you," she whispered.

"…And I always thought magic was just a trick of light," muttered the Doctor.


A few days later, Morgana cornered Merlin in the TARDIS.

"Merlin!" she thundered. "Why have you been avoiding me?"

"No reason," he replied. She narrowed her eyes at him.

Morgana sighed. If Merlin didn't want to talk, he wasn't going to. If there was one thing she'd learnt about him that was it. (It wasn't, actually. It would be that little fact that he has magic.) She changed the subject. "The other day - when we were facing down that girl - and Amy and the Doctor got enchanted. You said that the reason we weren't enchanted was because we were magic users. What does that mean?"

Merlin didn't reply for several seconds. Then he got up and said, "Follow me." Morgana found herself being led to the closest room with a fireplace.

"Okay." Merlin looked at her with a strange expression. "Can you set that fireplace on fire?"

"What?" exclaimed Morgana. "Of course I can't!"

"Try," advised Merlin mildly.

Morgana shot him a glare that would have made even the bravest man tremble. Then she looked at the fireplace and concentrated. In the back of her mind, she was aware that she must look like an idiot. But then the fireplace burst into flames and she didn't care.

"I -" She stared at Merlin, lost for words. He grinned as he grabbed a bucket, filled it with water and tossed it on to the flames.

"That was the first spell you ever did, you know. As far as I'm aware, anyway," Merlin told her, surprising her. He never gave her hints to her past, besides the royalty thing.

"Really?" she asked, tentatively.

"Yes," he replied. "You accidentally set a candle on fire while you were having a nightmare and that candle set fire to a curtain."

Morgana blinked twice. "Wow..."

"Try again," he encouraged her. She bit her lip and focused on the now damp fireplace. After several moments, flames burst up for a second time. She smiled.

"Thank you, Merlin!" she exclaimed, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek. But he moved his head at just the wrong time and she got his mouth instead. They both froze, then all of a sudden Merlin kissed her back.

She wasn't expecting it. Their magic intertwined, and they could faintly hear the shattering of glass, but they didn't pull away until the Doctor poured a bucket of water over them.

"Okay, you two. Your magic or whatever just caused everything that is glass in the control room to shatter. New rule: No snogging in the TARDIS."


"I want to find out more about my past," declared Morgana.

Merlin looked up in surprise from where he was lounging on a chair, reading. He looked almost alarmed. "Since when?" he asked, finally.

"Since always, Merlin," she replied in a teasing manner. "Come on! You had to realize this was coming."

"Well, we can get you back to the same time you left, where ever you want," called the Doctor from where he was fiddling with the controls.

"I'd like to go back to Camelot, and meet King Arthur and all of the people in the legends," chimed in Amy.

All eyes rested on Merlin. He hesitated a few seconds further. "Fine." He didn't sound too happy about it, though.

"Okay!" the Doctor exclaimed. "So, back to England, the fifth century." He typed in the coordinates. "And we'll be landing right inside the castle! How 'bout that." That last part wasn't a sentence.

"I don't think that's such a good idea -" started Merlin, but he was cut off by the sound of the TARDIS' breaks.

Merlin grimaced as he followed Amy towards the door.

Gwen stood next to her new husband before her throne, staring out at the people who were now her subjects. She was queen. It was hard to believe. Queen Guinevere - that was something not many people would have picked.

All of a sudden, a sound filled the room and people began shrieking. A blue box began to materialize towards the back of the room. The knights were already surrounding it. Arthur unsheathed his sword and moved towards the box. Gwen stayed where she was, staring in shock.

The doors burst open. A man stood at the entrance. "Ooh, swords! I haven't been threatened with swords in a while, and certainly not in this body. It feels new." He grinned.

A young woman appeared behind him, pushing him out. "The rest of us need to get out, too!" she exclaimed. "We've been surrounded by guns before, though," she continued in reply to his comments.

A third voice came from behind them, one that made Gwen start in disbelief. "We get surrounded by guns a lot," agreed Merlin, stepping out of the box. Gasps echoed through the room. Somebody was clutching his hand, someone who Gwen could not see. Merlin's expression was one that she hadn't seen in years - it was that one that said he knew exactly what was going to happen next, but was not happy about it.

Then she stepped out. Nobody had seen her in so long, and she was not a welcome sight. With her hair done up in a bun and dressed in strange clothing, the familiar woman stood before them.

"Morgana!"


Amy stood in front of several knights with swords pointing at her unflinchingly. A man pushed his way through to stand before them at the same time as Morgana stepped out of the TARDIS. The man stared at her in a mixture of fury and disbelief. "Morgana!"

Almost immediately, the majority of the knights had swords pointing at the raven-haired woman as she stepped closer to Merlin. She bit her lip, looking somewhat disappointed. It was clear that Morgana had pictured this differently.

"Arthur," started Merlin urgently. "Morgana's different, you can't -"

"Merlin!" A dark skinned woman with a crown on her head pushed her way into the circle the knights had made. "You..." She seemed lost for words.

Merlin gave her a small smile before turning his attention back to Arthur. "She's different, I swear."

"How can you be sure of that, Merlin?" asked Arthur. His expression was hard. Amy doubted that he would ever be willing to forgive Morgana for whatever crimes she had committed.

Merlin opened his mouth to reply, but Morgana beat him to it. "I don't know who you are," she said hesitantly, "but I'm going to guess your Arthur. Merlin told me you're my brother, so I can't even begin to wonder what I must have done to make you hate me so much. But I swear, even though I can't remember what it is that I've done, I'm sorry for it."

There was silence. Amy took the chance to take a few steps backwards to stand beside Morgana.

"You're being honest, aren't you?" the woman asked. Her eyes were huge. "You really don't remember anything."

"Nothing." There was sadness in her voice. "Well, nothing besides my travels with the Doctor, Amy and Merlin." There was silence.

After a short counsel, King Arthur and who Amy guessed must be Queen Guinevere returned to tell them that Morgana may stay, but she must be escorted by at least one knight at all times.

Three days later, the TARDIS was gone from Camelot and all that was left behind was a note. It read:

I'm sorry. I'm still protecting you all, just from different threats.

It was signed by Merlin.

A/N: This is a two-shot. The next part should be up soon. I'm almost finished it.