This is my second fic ever so please give it a chance. I rewrote it as Hallaromen pointed out some stuff (Thanks alot!) This story has been running through my head for ages and I only just got the chance to write it down. This is my version of what should have happened in the last episode of Season 4. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin


Agravaine held out his hand for Merlin to shake. Merlin immediately raised his own hand, ready to use his magic if he needed to. Agravaine stopped moving and slowly backed away. Then suddenly without warning, Agravaine threw a dagger at something behind Merlin's back. It went wide of the Warlock so Merlin didn't do anything about it. Until it hit someone. Merlin heard the scream before he saw his mother lying on the ground, with a dagger in her stomach. His mind blurred. Why was his mother here, in the caves and tunnels near Ealdor? He thought, before he sensed Arthur's traitorous uncle sneaking up behind him. Merlin held out his hand.

"You should not have done that." He stated. Before Agravaine could do anything, he was flying backwards and was dead before he hit the ground. Grabbing his sword, Merlin stabbed Agravaine to be sure. Then he ran to his mother. She was dying, and there was nothing that he could do.

"I'm sorry, Mother. I'm so sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry for, Merlin." She smiled weakly.

"I met him Mother. Two years ago I met Balinor. He died."

"You met him. I'm glad."

"I'll miss you." Merlin managed to say, before he felt tears rolling down his face, and sobs rising in his chest.

"You are much a good son." And she closed her eyes peacefully and died. Merlin couldn't contain his grief any longer. He had lost nearly everyone he cared about. Will, Freya, Lancelot, his father and now his mother. All dead.

Merlin didn't know how much time he spent there, sitting on the cold stone floor, hugging his mother's body and crying his heart out.


Gwen looked at the faces around her. Leon, Gwaine, Percival, her brother Elyan and Arthur. Each one tense and unwilling to move. Merlin had gone off to distract Morgana's soldiers and told them to stay there and not move. He had grown up around these tunnels and knew his way through them. They had all been reluctant but something had told them to do as he said.

Suddenly Gwen heard cries echo through the underground passageways. They all jumped up and strained their ears. Gwen could faintly hear Merlin's cries and so could the others. With Arthur in the lead, they made their way through the maze of tunnels, getting closer with every pace. Gwen bumped into her brother Elyan as they encountered another dead end.

"Sorry." She mumbled as they backtracked to the last tunnel crossing. Gwen was about to follow the others when she stopped. There was a smaller, narrower tunnel that was well concealed. Merlin's sobs could clearly be heard as they bounced around the walls.

"Wait. What about down here?" The serving girl asked. The knights came back carrying torches.

"It's worth a shot." Gwaine remarked and pushed his way into the tunnel. The others shrugged and filed in one by one. They walked through the narrow passageway for ten minutes, before it opened into a long and wide cave with a low ceiling. They could all see Merlin now, huddled over a figure and crying. Gwaine was moving forward to try and comfort him. Gwen pulled him back and gave him her torch. Signaling to the others to stay back, Gwen walked up to and placed a hand gently on his shoulder. Her friend jumped and looked up into her face. She had never seen him cry that much in her life. Gwen knelt down and put her arm around his shoulders. Gently pulling him away from the body so that she could see who it was, she gasped. Hunith's face was clearly visible in the flickering torch light.

"Oh…Merlin! I'm so sorry Merlin." She gave him a hug which seemed to make him cry even more. She let him

"Merlin. Arthur and the others are here." Merlin looked at them for the first time and they could all see the despair and sadness in his normally bright blue eyes. The warlock nodded and Arthur moved forward. Gwen too was in tears. Merlin backed away slightly so that Arthur and the knights could see.

Once Arthur saw who it was, he understood why Merlin was so sad. Hunith was one of the most gentle people that you could ever meet. She didn't deserve to die by violence.

"Who is Merlin? What happened?" Percival asked. Merlin wanted to answer but couldn't find the words. In the end it was Arthur who answered the question.

"It's Hunith. Merlin's mother. I don't know what happened." And then to the knights he whispered so quietly that Merlin couldn't hear him.

"And now might not be the best time to ask."


Hope you like it. I will update when I get some reviews... *Hint...Hint*