Again the character's got away from me...but I think in a good way.

I was blasting 'Alive with the glory of love' by Say Anything and that inspired me (not the lyrics, but the pace it set - frantic) - So Thank you old Scrubs episode for introducing me to the song.

*Cough*This would make a fantastic Arwen youtube song *Cough*

Don't be silly I don't own Merlin, if I did I'd make him eat something...oh you mean the show...well I don't own that either.

One more thing - the end scene where Arthur presents Gwen to Morgana (in 2.04), as soon as I saw that I thought someone's going to make a little moving gif entitled 'Behind every great man'....so I really hope that's out there somewhere...

This was a drabble that sort of imploded and kept going and going and going - so now it's 4 chapters. But I guess you guys won't mind - I actually found my stride a few times in this fic (which is why I keep writing) and hope it's as funny for you to read as it was to write. I normally have mucho supremo trouble writing for more then 3 characters at a time but I think I managed alright.

This is my second last Merlin fic for a while (as I've been writing them like crazy) - there's one more scene I need to write before I'm happy and then I'm gonna go back to DW (because I should really finish what I started). Possibly I might even return to my even earlier Freaks and Geeks fic....Oh, that's harder to write then Merlin!

I just hope more people start writing fic for Arwen - because it deserves it, and I'm glad I dipped my toe in the pool - it was fun. I've loved all your reviews and favorites and alerts - it's lovely.

Set: After 2.04....I shall reveal no more.

Those of you have read my previous work know that I usually apologize for any spelling or grammar problems about now, well this time I won't - if its there, it's there.

Morgana sat on her bed watching Gwen sweep her room. Gwen glanced up and gave her a puzzled look.

Morgana frowned, "Well, that's hardly fair." She exclaimed, breaking the silence.

Gwen stopped sweeping and gave her a patient smile, "What isn't?"

Morgana rolled her eyes and lay back on her bed with a sigh, "I get to be the puzzled one." She kicked a foot in the air, "I mean you've hardly said anything since you got back." she complained.

Gwen went back to sweeping; Morgana had been trying to get her to talk for the last week. Every time they were alone, and some times when they weren't.

"I've already told you what happened, my lady."

"Oh!" Morgana gasped sitting up on her elbows "So you're just going to pretend to be some unassuming handmaiden, are you?"

Gwen's mouth twitched.

"AHA!" Morgana cried, leaping from her bed. "There's a story to tell which you aren't telling." She narrowed her eyes as she stalked towards Gwen "I knew it!"

"I have work to do, I don't have time to gossip." Gwen said trying to side-step Morgana.

Morgana stepped back into her path and gave her a smug smile. "Is this about Lancelot?"

Gwen rolled her eyes. "Could we not mention his name?"

Morgana giggled, "A man! Our Gwen finally found a descent man!"

Gwen dropped the broom and forgetting herself placed a hand over Morgana's mouth. "Stop it!" she pleaded, wide eyed.

Morgana giggled behind Gwen's hand and with a sigh Gwen removed it, "I've never seen you this way, Gwen." Morgana said wonderingly.

"I've never felt this way before." Gwen mumbled without thinking.

"You have feelings for Lancelot." Morgana sighed happily, pulling Gwen towards her bed. "Come on, sit – tell me all about it." She prompted. "Never mind the floor."

Gwen flopped down onto the bed next to Morgana and looked at her doubtfully. Morgana glared and Gwen nodded in quiet acceptance, moving back until her back was pressed against the bedpost.

"So he came to rescue you…"

Gwen sighed, "Yes."

"Your own personal knight in shining armour."

"He'd like to think so." Gwen muttered under her breath, her mind flitting to another.

"Trouble in paradise?"

Gwen gave a dry chuckle, "Well, he left without a goodbye and that has made me doubt his words somewhat."

Morgana leaned forward eagerly, "There were words?"

Gwen looked at her despairingly, "Don't you get sick of this stuff? I know for a fact just how many admirers you have yourself." She frowned, "All flowery worded sentences meant to make you feel…"

"Feel?"

Gwen licked her lip, "Something and its just words – they're said and then they're gone."

Morgana pouted, "That's a very jaded view from someone who's …new to this?"

Gwen raised an eyebrow, "Are you accusing me of keeping something else from you?" she asked holding Morgana's gaze.

Morgana looked at her suspiciously, "No." she finally answered, slowly.

Morgana nodded to herself as if settling something. "Tell me what he said." She commanded.

I would die for you a hundred times over

Gwen looked away, "He said that I reminded him of who he is, that I gave him faith." She shook her head "A reason to live, a reason to die." She took a shaky breath and looked over towards the door, meeting startled blue eyes. "He doesn't even know me."

"Sounds like a pretty smart man to me." Morgana said, confidently. She fell back onto her bed and stared at the canopy.

Gwen kept her eyes on Arthur as she spoke to Morgana, "It's like he just disappeared, and what's to say the man I met ever really existed?"

Morgana rolled over to study Gwen, "Real love doesn't come easily – you have to fight for it!"

Gwen looked back at Morgana and grinned, "Coming from you – someone who barely leaves the castle – I think I'll take your advice with a grain of salt."

"You doubt me!" Morgana said, giving her a wounded expression and holding her hands to her chest.

Gwen glanced back at the doorway to find it empty, looking back at Morgana she laughed "No more then usual."

Morgana gave a cry of outrage and Gwen leapt from the bed before she could pounce. "Now, now that's hardly ladylike behaviour." She protested, bending to pick up the broom.

"I'll show you ladylike behaviour!" Morgana said jumping up from the bed.

Gwen moved towards the doorway, keeping her eyes on Morgana as she approached. Her back to the door, she gasped when she it something solid, she turned. "Arthur?"

Morgana flew across the room while Gwen was distracted and Gwen shrieked, ducking around Arthur and about to race from the room when he caught her elbow.

She shook her arm and looked at him stunned, "Just whose side are you on?"

Arthur gave her a frustrated look and brought up his other arm to catch Morgana. "My father is on his way here." He explained, watching their faces fall.

"What?" The both cried, Gwen's eyes skimmed over the room – noting that numerous pillows had fallen from the bed, the room was half swept and she and Morgana had managed to run through the pile of dust and dirt that she'd already collected.

Gwen sighed, relaxing in Arthur's grip – the day had just taken a turn for the worst. Morgana sagged against him too – admitting defeat.

Arthur scowled at them, "That's just like girls – giving up at the first sign of trouble."

The girls glared at him and then shared a look, both of them pulled free from his hold at the same time – Gwen passed the broom to Arthur and stepped around him to shut the door and Morgana raced over to throw the pillows back onto the bed.

"Arthur, don't just stand there! Sweep for god's sake!" Morgana hissed as Gwen raced over to her side and begun undoing the lacing on the back of Morgana's dress.

"Uh!" Arthur stuttered, having no idea what the hell was going on.

"Turn around!" Gwen ordered.

Arthur did, holding the broom awkwardly, he waited.

Suddenly Gwen appeared at his side, she tugged him around and pointed at the mound of dirt, "Do what you can." She looked at him doubtfully.

He looked over at Morgana who was tying the belt of her robe – her hair suitably messed up to look like she'd just awoken. Gwen poked him and he looked down at her, "And your gonna have to hide."

She shared a grin with Morgana "We were thinking under the bed."

Arthur rolled his eyes and went to work.

There was a loud knock at the door and they all froze. Gwen ran to the door while Morgana grabbed Arthur and began stuffing him awkwardly under the bed.

"Ow! Ow Ow! Mor-ga-na!" He hissed. The girls shushed him.

Gwen opened the door, bowing to Uther and allowing him in. "Sire."

Morgana sat on the edge of her bed, hands clasped together. "Good Morning." She smiled sunnily, beaming at the King. "I'm afraid I slept in this morning. Did you need me for something?"

Gwen stood behind Uther nervously; she bit her lip when she noticed Arthur's foot poking out from beneath the bed – barely noticeable, but still. She motioned to Morgana who feigned a yawn and used her foot to kick Arthur further under the bed.

The King smiled at Morgana's good humour, "It's so pleasant to find you in a good mood, my dear." Morgana grinned. "I was just wandering if you might accompany my hunting party." He nodded. "I'm aware I made a promise that you could attend the next time we rode out."

Morgana leant forward, "Yes, I do seem to remember that. I'll be down in a moment, if you can have my horse ready?"

"I had hoped you might say that, she's all ready and waiting for you. I'll see you in the courtyard." He nodded to her and turned to go, Gwen let out the breath she'd been holding.

Uther turned back as he reached the door, "You haven't seen Arthur have you?"

Gwen choked on her next breath as Morgana shook her head, frowning. "No, sire."

Uther swept out of the room without another word and Gwen closed it behind him with a sigh, Morgana collapsed onto the bed with a giggle.

There was a moan from under the bed and Gwen burst into giggles herself.

She went over to help Arthur struggle out from under the bed.

Morgana shifted so she was hanging over the edge and watched their progress in great amusement.

Gwen took hold of his arm and foot and tugged, Arthur groaned. "Careful!" he hissed.

Finding that she wasn't getting anywhere Gwen slumped to the floor, she bent her head down so she could see his face – currently squished to the floor. "You're stuck."

He looked outraged, "So you're just going to give up?"

Gwen looked up at Morgana. "I tried." She shrugged.

"That's true, Arthur." Morgana agreed. "She tried."

Gwen stood up, "And we have to get you ready to go riding with the King." She reminded.

"Also true." Morgana concurred, getting up from the bed and moving over to her wardrobe.

"Gui-nev-ere."

"I think the red dress." Gwen said suddenly, ignoring Arthur.

"Oh yes, Gwen. Can you find the red ribbon? I think it was in the third draw."

"You can't just leave me here."

"Oh and your boots, you'll need your boots."

"Here's the left one."

"But where's the right?"

"Arthur, is there a boot under there with you?"

"No." came the sombre reply. "Just the ones I'm wearing."

"Oh, Morgana I found it."

"Fantastic."

"There, now how do I look?"

Gwen clapped her hands, together "Magnificent." She proclaimed.

Arthur cleared his throat, "Could you spare some time to free me now?"

Morgana's face appeared beside the bed, she grinned. "But Arthur, we're just girls."

Gwen appeared beside her, "And this looks like trouble." She added.

Arthur rolled his eyes, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, okay?"

Morgana frowned, "Sorry Arthur, what was that? Your words are getting muffled by the mattress." She glanced at Gwen, "He should speak up."

Gwen snorted.

Arthur glared.

"When I'm King I'm going to think back on this moment…often – so you should think very carefully about your next move."

Morgana sighed, "Oh, you're no fun."

TBC......hehe

I've got it all typed and chaptered but I'm gonna take my time to post (like one a day or something). So review.

LOL! Hands up if you would pay good money to see Morgana stuff Arthur under her bed?

What all of you? Really?

Hmmm...We should write in and see if it can be done next season. Wouldn't that be a treat? :) Especially if Gwen and Morgana had to save him.