Hello!
It's my first time trying to write a Merlin Fanfic...and of course, has you might guess, Sir Gawain is my favorite and I believe he deserves more than just Merlin/Gawain Stories
Hope you enjoy!
Evelyn Brooks was finally home. After serving six years in a field's hospital outside of Bagdad, she was finally home.
Music loud in her car stereo, she never saw the other car, speeding in the opposite direction hitting her…
Evelyn had a brief moment of consciousness before she passed out. She saw lights and heard sirens and voices…but little she knew that her real life was just beginning.
Evelyn's POV
When Evelyn woke up, she was in a strange place. It was dark and cold.
Where am I?
She barely remembered what happened.
I was in an accident
The door, of wherever she was opened. Evelyn backed up against the wall, not knowing what was going to happen.
Then someone was thrown in…literally thrown in. It was a man. He fell, his face almost hitting the ground. She heard him groan and saw in him struggled to get up.
Her medical training kicked in instantly. She rushed to him to help him get up.
-Be careful, you're hurt…
The man didn't answer…he barely moved
-Can you tell me your name?
-Gawain.
-Gawain, I'm Evelyn. I'm going to help you.
He passed out.
Oh shit, she thought
She grabbed him; trying to pull him on the bench near the wall…
Once on it, she checked him quickly. He had several bruises on his body, a cut on his forehead and blood on his hands and his face. Evelyn guessed he was tortured. She had seen wounds like these on prisoners in IRAK.
She decided to just let him there…She couldn't do anything really; she had absolutely no medical equipment. She just made sure he was breathing and waited.
Gawain's POV
When Gawain came back to his senses, memories quickly came back, but at the same time, he didn't remember much.
He remembered his patrol being ambushed, the fight, the blood, the prison…and the girl
THE GIRL!
He opened his eyes and there she was. He hadn't dreamed it.
He tried to get up; putting his weight on his left arm…it hurt too much
He screamed. The girl came to him.
-Careful, you've dislocated your shoulder. You can't put weight on it.
He looked at her strait in the eyes. She really looked concerned…however she was.
-Are you a physician?
-Yes…
-Can you fix it?
For a minute, she didn't answer
-…Yes, but it's going to hurt. I don't have anything to numb the pain…
-Just fix it
She hesitated
-All right. Lean against the wall please
She placed one hand on his back and the other on his shoulder, he heard her take a deep breath
-One, two, three
It was the worst pain he ever felt in his life…she pushed and pulled so hard, and his shoulder went back in place. He was painful, but it was short lived and it felt much better now.
-I'm sorry. I told you it would hurt.
He smiled a little.
-Thank you, he said
-You're welcome
She smiled back
-How are you?
-My name Evelyn
Gawain took a second to look at her. She had thick dark hair, but light hazelnut eyes…
Kind eyes he thought.
Deep down, he knew he could trust her.
-And why are you here Evelyn? It's no place for a Lady
-Well I don't know. I don't remember. I don't know where I am or how I got here…
He could feel the sadness in her voice
-We're in the Kingdom of Mortia, its north of Camelot, where I am from
Evelyn's expression suddenly changed.
Camelot?
How was that remotely possible?