A/N: This is perhaps my new story. This is going to deal with how Gwen and Arthur fall in love in wartime and how it effects the people around them. Anyone who has read my stories knows that I like to let my characters go on a bit of a journey. So, that's what I intend to do!
Summary: AU- Loving someone is relatively easy but when you're doing it against the backdrop the Second World War, it becomes so much harder. When Airman Arthur Pendragon falls hopelessly in love with Gwen who's just joined the WAAF, they're in for the time of their lives.
Arthur's POV
No-one knew what to expect when our lives began to irrevocably change as the war was announced. It wasn't what we were wearing which changed or where we worked that was important but the feeling of uncertainty and fear which you could in see in every old veteran you came across was.
It was if they could tell that our lives would soon be affected by it but everyone it would affect couldn't see that.
My father, Uther, had forbade me from joining the air force but I wanted to do my bit for Britain so I defied him by joining. In a way, I felt obliged to do so. It wasn't just that which caused me to join, though; it was obvious that it was an opportunity to gain some independence. Away from my father….
Despite what was going on around us, what with the bombs and the men fighting, when I arrived at the air field where I was being stationed I felt at home.
The men I met weren't only brilliantly courageous but they all had their own personalities. Merlin, who seemed an unlikely pilot, was fiercely loyal. I'd only met him for a week before I noticed his unswerving loyalty to his friend Lancelot.
It could have been an effect of the war but all of the men welcomed me with open arms. Even Mordred who seemed to not like anyone but I often saw him give me a smile!
I would often see him with no-one around him or even talking to him and when I had asked Merlin about it, he simply said: "There's something about him which makes people uncomfortable."
After that, I would often see Merlin trying to talk to him which would never get Mordred to talk to him back as he just simply ignored him and carried on with what he was doing.
In a way, life was falling into a pattern. A comfortable one at that! I was doing my pilot's training, I had made friends and for once, I knew that I was doing it because I wanted to do it rather than doing it because of someone else. Namely my father.
Little did I know that my heart, if not my life would change by the arrival of a certain WAAF. Our airfield had over 50 of them and whilst most of them were billeted near us, some of them weren't. I couldn't help but hope she was one of them who was stationed near us!
She had arrived late. I remember watching her come through the canteen door; her curled hair had yet to be restrained by the WAAF cap she had been holding making me stare at her.
I hadn't just been staring at her vibrant curls but everything about her. There was something intriguing and in a way, fascinating about her. It seemed as if I couldn't bear not to look at her!
"Who's she?" Merlin had asked me, curiously looking at the girl who was now talking to another girl.
I remember the sense of conflict I felt at his words. I wanted to get to know her but I was aware that I was here for a reason. To train as a pilot, not become obsessed with a woman or heaven forbid, fall in love.
"No idea, mate." I had told him, trying not to watch her.
That's how it all started and I had naively thought nothing would come of it. Good or bad! That I would see from time to time but nothing would happen at all.
It's just a pity no-one told that to my heart!
A/N: Here's the first chapter! I hope you enjoy it. Please review so I know what everyone thinks about it!