I'm watching the season finale of Dr. Who, forgive me for any typos!

Edwin watched a blazing sun rise in the horizon. His magic sparked in the morning as the sun charged his soul. His mind became one with nature as he listened to greetings from the Earth, giver of life. Intently, he listened to messages from the gods; a sense of serenity invaded his mind.

"When's breakfast? Is Morgause going to make pancakes?"

Edwin's brown head turned in distaste as he viewed his cousin, Merlin. His father wasn't dishonest, it couldn't be a lie. Merlin was Emrys; Merlin was goofy and silly. Worst of all, he was lazy. No, worse of all, Merlin was late. Edwin had to drag him from his small hut every morning. He whined and sniveled about that he was taking a break from magic.

Every morning, Edwin grabbed a boney ankle; Merlin bounced along the hard ground until they reached a wide green meadow surrounded by ancient trees. He would fulfill his destiny; Merlin would be transformed into Emrys, even if it killed Edwin. Impatiently, Edwin quipped, "You eat when you fetch a bird nest from a tree."

Merlin shot Edwin a goofy grin," That's all."

Edwin nodded mischievously, "Yes, climb that tree and return with a hawk's nest. Intact. No broken eggs or loose twigs."

Merlin gulped. "A hawk's nest? They are mean, dangerous animals."

Edwin pointed to a tall oak tree centered in the dark woods. His kind face set like granite. "Pancakes are better served hot." Merlin kicked stones as he trudged to complete his chore.

"Edwin, smile."

Edwin sighed in frustration as he heard his father's voice. He peered over his shoulder to gaze upon Gaius. The sprit world was gentle to his aged father. "He's spoiled and silly, father." Gaius looked away in shame.

"Blame me, my boy; I tried to redeem myself through him."

A gentle breeze touched Gaius to ease his guilty soul as Edwin smiled loving towards his father. "I do not blame your father. My mother, Nimueh, made a horrible choice for us. She saw my future as the Druid king. She destroyed our family. Live your eternity guilt free."

"I will fix Emrys out of love for you. If he was ten, he would be endearing. At 20, he's annoying. Actually, he's a fine playmate for Wesley."

Gaius laughed joyous as he thought of his grandson. "How is my boy?"

"I fear for him. He has his mother's beautiful face."

Gaius nodded in understanding. "Afraid, your daughter might resemble you?"

Laughter floated around the forest.

Gwen's sad brown eyes followed Morgause as she organized the morning meal for her Druid family. Her delicate pale hands fluffed Wesley's blonde hair as he stirred a bowl of pancake batter. Gwen searched her mind for similar memory. Morgause so loving with Wesley, her heart clenched for her dead mother.

"Petite one, why do you search your mind so desperately," Morgause inquired gently.

Gwen placed a pitcher of milk on a wooden table. "Just missing my mother."

A sad smile crossed Morgause's face, "Yes, I lost my mother very young. I longed for her touch."

Guilt flushed Gwen's face. "I'm sorry, Morgause for causing you a painful memory."

Morgause brushed a reassuring hand across Gwen's face. "My mother lives. A happier life. She has suffered greatly. I harbor her, no ill will. Love is forgiveness, little one."

Gwen shook her head sadly. "Even, when you betray your lover. When you break his heart. When you run away like a child." Morgause pulled Gwen near a burning stove. "You are a child, Guinevere. However, I will show you how to be a woman and a queen."

Gwen's unruly curls shook wildly in denial." I will not be a queen, Morgause."

"Nonsense, he loves you. Love is forgiveness. Right now, we must attend to our family. It's time for breakfast."

Sapphire blue eyes met sky blue eyes as Arthur and Nimueh stared at each other in Gwen's small house. Arthur didn't want to bring her to Gwen's home. Neither men nor women were allowed to enter her home. However, he was going mad, his desire to find Guinevere and Merlin, almost drove him to the brink. Love was destroying him, he need to know that they were safe. Merlin couldn't protect a corpse; Gwen was defenseless. They needed to return to Camelot. Camelot was their safe haven. He allowed his father's dreams to almost destroy his life. Merlin and Guinevere needed gentleness to mature, not harshness or cruelty.

"Can you do it, Nimueh?"

"Yes, sire, I need your blood."

Arthur rolled his sleeve to his elbow. His muscular arm clenched as he made a tight fist. Nimueh drew a long slit along his forearm. Blood seeped slowly from his wound; Nimueh gathered it in a small crystal bowl. Quickly, she wrapped a clean cloth around his forearm. Arthur's eyes fluttered in discomfort as Nimueh applied pressure.

Nimueh uttered a few words as her eyes closed. A shimmering blue portal opened. "Arthur, walk in. You don't have long." Arthur stepped into the floating circle. He struggled to retain his balance as he walked through a realm unknown to man. He felt weightless as he spied blue roses, unicorns, and rainbows. He walked slowly until he spotted her sitting on a large boulder next to Camelot's running river.

Relief washed over Arthur as he rushed towards Guinevere, her wide eyes filled with apprehension. Her lips trembled as Arthur approached. Arthur dropped his gloves on the grassy field as he lowered himself to Gwen's eye level. His large callused hands cupped her face.

"Are you safe?"

"Yes, Arthur, where am I?"

"In the spirit world, my love."

"Why?"

"I needed to see you with my eyes. Where you?'

"Are you angry?"

"Surprisingly, no. I wanted to smack you for running away, but that emotion faded away."

"See, you are angry. I heard you say that you were going to burn me at a stake and cut Merlin into pieces."

Remorse crept into Arthur's eyes. "I didn't mean it. I was shocked and I said something cruel. I'm sorry. However, you were devious."

"I'm sorry for being dishonest."

"Come home."

Gwen shook her head as her eyes darted guilty away from Arthur. "Not yet, I need to grow up, Arthur. As does Merlin, we're too immature. I need to stop being a girl; it's my time to be a woman."

"I don't care about Emrys or anything. Come home. Return to me. You're perfect as you are."

"I will," Gwen whispered. "You will come to me when the time is right, Morgause told me."

"Who's Morgause?"

"A friend."

"Does she help you survive outside of Camelot?"

Gwen shook her head in denial. "We lived stayed at an inn for a weeks. Morgause and Edwin found us, they knew of Merlin. Edwin is Gaius' son..."

Arthur's face twisted in skepticism. "How did you pay for it?"

Gwen attempted to pull away from Arthur's grip. He caught her wrist gently to steady her movements. His eyebrows arched in concern. "Where did you get the money?"

Gwen licked her lips nervously. "Guinevere, I know everything. I know about Emrys. No more lies. No deception in our relationship. Tell me, "Arthur implored gently. "Trust me."

A tear dropped from Gwen's chocolate eyes. "Your mother."

Arthur pasted a sweet smile on his handsome face that didn't reach his eyes. "See, I'm not screaming or yelling. The truth is good."

Gwen shook as she felt tension growing inside of Arthur. Her heart fluttered as Arthur's finger traced her soft jaw. "You won't be mad at your mother."

"Of course not, love," Arthur lied. "I must leave soon."

Arthur's strong hands tangled in Gwen's heavy hair as he pulled her small body into his arms. He lips nuzzled her soft neck as her hands stroked his muscular back. Arthur trailed kissed up her neck as he wiped away a stray tear. His lips brushed gently across Gwen's quivering mouth. "Come back to me," He whispered.