I've had a few plots in my head for a while... So, I plan on updating this between two to three times a week... Hopefully. This takes place during the beginning of season 5 when Mordred is good.

Chapter 1: Surprising Reunions

Arthur and the knights decided to drag Merlin hunting, again. "Remind me again, Sire, why you decided to bring me along?" They all ride on their horses, laughing at Merlin complain about having to come along. It is late in the evening, and they begin looking for a place to set up camp.

"Because, Merlin, it's important that you are with your king. Plus, you are able to keep Gwaine from trying to cook." The group chuckles at this. They hear a twig snap and all jump off their horses, unsheathing their swords. "Show yourself," Arthur commands in a loud voice. Out of the trees, stumbling and whimpering, emerges a young girl with light brown hair and blue eyes. She wears a torn green tunic and black trousers. She holds a sword, which she uses to help her balance. Merlin jumps off of his horse and tries to walk to the blood and dirt covered girl. "Merlin, stay back, she could be dangerous," Arthur says, grabbing Merlin's arm, who shrugs off the hand.

"Wren," Merlin breathes, taking a step toward the girl, who drops the sword at the sight.

The girl turns to the sound, eyes landing on the warlock. "Merlin?" the girl whimpers, trying to take a step, but failing. The warlock catches the girl and embraces her.

"It's going to be alright. No one can hurt you, now," Merlin murmurs, holding her head to his chest.

"Merls, stay with me," the girl sobs, and Merlin has tears in his eyes.

"We need to get Wren to Camelot. Can someone give me my bag? Something must be in there." The warlock doesn't take his eyes off of the blue-eyed girl. "Please, someone give me my bag!" Merlin grabs the bag from Arthur, who actually looks a little scared at how Merlin was yelling. "Please, Wren, be okay. I'll take care of you," he whispers as he cleans the wounds. The knights are astonished at how Merlin is so careful and gentle with the weeping girl. "Hush, Fizzle, you need to rest. I will stay with you. I will never let you go, again," he says, trying to lighten the mood with the affectionate nickname.

"I fought them, Merls. I got away and fought, just like you taught me," the girl mumbles.

"You did well. I am so proud of you. Rest, for me," Wren nods and puts her head on Merlin's bag to use as a pillow. "Here," Merlin hands the girl his jacket and she takes it, closing her eyes.

"Do they know?" she whispers.

"Not yet. They can't. But, soon, then we can be free," Merlin responds in a hushed tone.

"I love you."

"I love you more."

"Doubt it," Wren says smiling, yet sleepily.

"Believe it." Then, the girl closes her eyes and drifts into sleep, letting the exhaustion take over her. Merlin runs a hand through Wren's wavy hair as she sleeps.

Someone lays a hand on Merlin's shoulder, making him jump, magic almost reacting. That someone, happened to be Gwaine, "Sorry, mate, didn't mean to scare you."

"No. It's fine, I just, it's been a long day. I can't believe she's alive," Merlin says, rubbing a hand down his face and chuckling.

"So, who is she?" Arthur asks.

"It's a long story."

"We've got plenty of time," Arthur scoffs.

"Okay, but I need you all to promise me something…"

So... who do you think Wren, or 'Fizzle' is? Why does Merlin call her Fizzle? What does Merlin need the group to promise him? Well, take a guess! You can put it in a review. That text box is calling your name... See you next chapter!

XOXO,

~Lunatris262~