Disclaimer: Merlin is not mine, only Sir Liam.Chapter 1

AN: This is set between 4 x 10 and 4 x 12. Any thoughts are in Italics.

Disclaimer: Sorry I forgot last time. I do not own anything belonging to Merlin and the BBC. I do own Sir Liam though.

Present Time.

"MERLIN!" Roared through the castle as king Arthur stormed his way towards the physician's quarters with a look of thunder on his face. Nobody dared to get in his way for fear that they would be the target of the rage themselves. The only time the people of Camelot saw the king this angry was when the future queen Guinevere was banished. Now that she was crowned Queen, things had gone back to the way they were before her banishment, meaning that the king still had his occasional moments of rage.

The Doors to the physician's cambers burst open slamming against the opposite wall with a BANG as Arthur charged his way inside. "MERLIN! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING SENDING GEROGE TO COVER FOR YOU WHILE YOU SLACK OFF. YOU BETTER NOT BEEEN IN THE TAVEN AGAIN DO YOU HEAR! YOU KNOW THAT I CAN NOT STAND H… Merlin? Merlin are you here?" he ranted quieting down once he realize his manservant wasn't there and the room was completely empty.

Great, that just great. He thought to himself. Now he will have to put up with George for the day. When I get my hands on Merlin there will be hell to pay! I mean it's not hard to turn up on time and do all the chores I give him. He should be honoured that It's him.

He exited the chamber only to run into Sir Gwaine.

"Ahhhh Princess, how are you this fine morning?" Sir Gwaine smirked.

"Sir Gwaine, how many times do I have to say that I'm king now, so stop calling me a princess!" Arthur said sounding annoyed.

"At less once more Sire." The mocking tone in his voice clearly evident.

"You're just as bad as Merlin, you know that. But at less you are here instead of slaking off in the tavern right now unlike that good for nothing manservant of mine." Arthur muttered.

"HAHAHAHAHA Merlin in the tavern? You must be joshing me right? I mean no matter how many times I have tried to drag Merlin to the tavern he always politely declines. Never once have I managed to, unless coming to drag my drunken self home at night counts."

"Are you sure? Because every time Merlin is missing for days on end I ask Gaius and he tells me that his in the tavern." Arthur said confused.

"I'm pretty sure he's not always in the tavern or I would have run in to him before now." Gwaine replied.

"Then where the hell is he all the time?" questioned Arthur.

"That Sire, would be a question that only Merlin can answer."

"Once I find him I'm going to get some bloody answers." Arthur growled.

"SIRE" A voice echoing through the hallway belonged to none other than his uncle. The king and his knight turned to see Lord Agravaine strutting towards him looking flustered. "Ahhh there you are. I have been looking everywhere for you. The council is about to start." He said when he got closer towards them.

"Sorry uncle I got side tracked looking for my useless manservant. He seems to be missing again."

"If he is not properly attending you sire, then maybe I can help you find a replacement. How about that respectful lad named George?" He added slyly.

"NO! That's quite alright." Arthur said shuddering at the thought of have to deal with George on a daily bases. The man would not stop talking or making jokes about Brass of all things. "I'll be at the meeting in a few minutes." He said dismissively.

Lord Agravaine bowed saying "Yes Sire." Then turned on his heels and walked the other way back towards the council chambers.

"Gwaine."

"Yes Princess?" asked Gwaine smiling. Electing another groan from Arthur.

"I want you to go find Merlin for me and drag him back here."

"Yes sire." said Gwaine bowing as he turned to depart.

Sighing King Arthur turned towards the council chambers and started off. Hopefully I won't run into George for a few hours. Arthur turned the corner seeing the council chambers ahead with a couple of guards posted by the doors. Almost home free. Or so he thought.

"Good morning again sire. I have washed your clothes, cleaned your room, washed and polished the floor, mucked out the stables, polished your armour and your sword, mended your clothes, walked the dogs, polished and shone your boots. Was there any other chores for me sire?" George said with the polite quiet voice of his making the king jump and turn to face him.

Arthur just stared at him thinking that George couldn't be human. He only gave the chores to him about 3 hours ago, right before he left to try and find Merlin. Hell Merlin would take the whole day to do that amount of chores.

"You finished all of them?" he asked.

"Yes sire" George said with a bow.

"That's umm…. good… ummm. Oh I forgot don't forget to polish all of the armies boots." Arthur said with a smug look on his face. That might keep him busy for a while.

"Yes sire" George said. Then he bowed and left leaving Arthur in front of the council chamber doors. Sighing Arthur motioned to the guards and they opened the door. Let's get this over with so I can shout at Merlin.

4 hours later the meeting had ended with no sign of either Gwaine or Merlin. This could be very bad. I really hope Merlin hasn't managed to drag Gwaine into a drinking game or something. Arthur thought. He didn't have time to ponder this as a voice shout out his name. Stopping he turned and saw Gwaine coming his way. He also saw that there was no sign of Merlin following.

Frowning he asked "Where the hell have you been?"

"Arthur its Merlin." Gwaine said softly.

All Arthur could think was that something bad had happened to his friend.

AN: CLIFFY HAHAHAHA

Will probably update on Australia Day. Sorry it's so but it will pick up later. Thank you to the people that reviewed or pushed favourite or are following this story. Please keep reading and enjoy!

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