A/N: Hi everyone. As I already explained in the summary am I about to start a serie of little stories about Merlin's life after the death of all the others (except Aithusa), while he waits for the others to be reborn. Most of it will be based on historical events and myths.

It will also be slightly based on one of my earlier stories called Coming back to where it once started, but can definitely be read separately from it.

The only thing you have to know for now is that Aithusa can change into a human form if she wants.

Please forgive me for any mistakes I make, English isn't the language I grew up with and I learned it in school and from the internet.

Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin.

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Merlin stared down into his drink, in his mind hoping that it would help him forget, but he knew it would never be possible. He sighed, again feeling as lonely as he had been for so many years, not that he had nobody, he had Aithusa. He grinned, even so she had the habit of disappearing. The same she was doing now, she loved to wander off too who knows where.

His own mind filling itself with thoughts of the events that had happened earlier that day. Twenty years ago he found Gwaine's soul, reborn in a new body, but... he didn't remember who he once had been or who Merlin was. It only took one glance to tell Merlin that it was not time yet for all of them to be together again.

Five days ago he felt how his friend was on his deathbed, his mind wanting to see him one last time before he would breathe his last breath. It was in his last moment in the world of the living that the former knight remembered who he once was and had starred with tear filled eyes at him, before the light disappeared from them.

It hadn't been the first time seeing one of his reincarnated friends die again, some remembered, some of them didn't. In his heart he hoped that it wouldn't be long before they would all come together again, as had been predicted.

He placed the glass against his lips, feeling the alcohol slide down his throat. The only thing he could do now was wait.

It were screams that shook him out of his thoughts and he jumped up when his instincts kicked in. The other men in the bar acted almost the same and it wasn't long before all of them stood outside, looking for what caused all the panic.

It was an older couple, standing in the middle of the village. The man stood almost frozen on his spot, starring forward with a frightened expression, while his wife on the other hand was in total panic, letting out loud sobs while her friends tried to calm her down. Eventually she stood up and pointed a quivering finger towards the large lake in the distance. 'Mo.. monster!' She shouted.

Merlin stiffened in shock. 'It couldn't be.' He glanced once more at the panicked woman before turning on his heels and running towards the lake.

He was almost at the lake and past a few more trees before stopping when he heard movement. He turned around while he placed his hands in his sides and glared at the plants. 'Come out, I know that you're in there!'

The raven heard more movement and eventually a small blond haired girl appeared from the bushes, her whole body soaking wet while she shivered from the cold. She looked at him with a guilty expression and jumped from one leg to the other. 'It wasn't my fault...'

He rolled with his eyes and she blushed. 'What have you done now?'

She bit her lip. 'I only wanted to go for a little swim, I didn't think that anyone would notice, the lake is so large...'

'But they did.'

'Yeah they did.' She mumbled and turned her head away.

Merlin sighed and shook his head. 'I guess it can't be helped... let's leave before we draw any more attention to ourselves.'

She nodded and looked once more at the lake, before he grabbed her hand and pulled her with him. 'Aithusa come with me!'

The dragon followed him, her eyes still resting on the large lake. 'Do you think they will remember seeing me in the lake?... I mean... it isn't everyday that you see a dragon swimming in a lake.'

Merlin laughed. 'They would probably say they saw a log or something... and otherwise you will be the monster of Loch Ness.'