So, chapter two? And so soon? I didn't think there would even be a chapter two, to be honest. So here's the thanks to everyone.

xLadyPendragon: You helped me a lot with trying to keep the characters true to the show, and you were honest about everything. You put up with my random messaging you two sentences the chapter or a whole page of the chapter just to see if it was alright. YOU ARE AWESOME.

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Chapter Two

Morgana sat up in her bed early the following morning and stretched her arms out over her head, a soft smile gracing her lips as she thought of her dreamless night. Of the love and care that Merlin had shown her. With his help, perhaps she truly could be saved.

She hated Uther, this much was still true, but she knew that there was a darkness within her soul that had reared it's ugly head several times in the past, but Merlin had always been there to save her, to stop the darkness from consuming her, perhaps now he could drive it from her.

"My lady?" she heard Gwen's startled voice in the doorway.

"Yes, Gwen?"

"You're already awake. And you seem… happy…? Should I be worried?"

Morgana frowned, she knew that Gwen had learned of her treachery and her plots, but it hurt to know that her friend thought her being happy was something to be concerned about.

"No, Gwen, you should be happy as well. Merlin has sworn to save me," she answered happily.

"Merlin?" Gwen asked in confusion.

There was a sudden knock on the door and Morgana nearly leapt from her bed, joy spreading across her features as she started toward the door. Gwen cut her off, thrusting a robe into the lady's hands. "Control yourself, Morgana," she scolded as she opened the door. "Merlin?"

"Good morning, Gwen," Merlin answered, stepping past her without a word. "I trust Morgana has told you I intend to help her?"

Gwen scoffed. "She said you have sworn to save her."

Merlin nodded. "And so I have. I will save her, Gwen."

Gwen looked skeptically at him. "What if there is nothing left to save, Merlin? You said yourself, prophesy has proclaimed her destiny. She will destroy Camelot. Merlin, why even try?"

Merlin frowned at the defeat in Gwen's words, voice, and eyes. He hated seeing that his friends had given up on Morgana.

"I can't just ignore her, she wants to be helped." Merlin said determinedly. "Besides, it's my fault she's this way."

Gwen stared at him as though he had grown a second head, and Morgana was shocked by his confession. Certainly, he had told her as much while she cried in his arms the previous night, but to confess it to Gwen? That must have been hard for him.

"Your fault?" Gwen questioned.

"I… I poisoned her, Gwen... I killed the Morgana we once knew…"

"You… What?!" Gwen demanded.

"Gwen, let him alone. He did what had to be done to save Camelot. Go."

Gwen looked at Morgana in surprise. "I don't think that wise," Gwen answered, shaking her head.

"I said go," Morgana said coldly. "I don't want you here."

Gwen seemed taken aback by her mistresses harsh words. "Yes, My lady," she said, curtsying quickly before turning to leave. "Merlin, come."

"No," Morgana snapped. "Merlin may stay."

"Of course, my lady."

Morgana glared at Gwen's retreating figure before turning back to Merlin as soon as the door had been closed.

Merlin smiled slightly as he watched her.

"What do we do first?" Morgana asked curiously.

Merlin shifted his weight nervously from one foot to the other before pulling a small wrapped package from his pocket and handing it to her.

Morgana smiled softly at his nervousness before lowering her eyes and opening the small gift. Inside she found a small silver bracelet with druid symbols on either side of a oval/diamond shaped yellow gem, topaz she guessed. "It's beautiful," she whispered, glancing back at him.

"It's got magic," he murmured.

She looked up at him in surprise. "Magic?" she queried.

"It's a seers healing bracelet. If you wear it while you sleep it will capture any visions that come to you. You will be vaguely aware that there is a vision, but you will not see it. When you wake you can see the visions, but it will more like any ordinary dream, it won't be as though you are in the middle of it. You will be seeing it from a distance. You just have to use a spell to see the visions."

"And what is the spell?" she asked softly, staring in wonder at the young warlock.

"Datgelu i mi gweledigaethau hyn ar gyfer y dyfodol" he said quietly.

"How did you learn to make such a thing?" she asked curiously.

"I spent years researching it and trying to strengthen my magic enough that I would be strong enough to do this. I stayed up all night working on it."

Morgana looked closely at Merlin's face when he said that. She realized now that there were dark circles under his eyes and he did seem more tired than he usually did. She felt tears well in her eyes as she looked at him. He had gone to so much trouble just so she would not suffer from her nightmare visions.

"What is it?" Merlin asked worriedly, seeing the tears in her eyes. "What's wrong?"

Morgana shook her head, wiping away the tears. "Nothing is wrong, Merlin. I just… You went to all this trouble for me?"

Merlin shrugged. "Of course I did."

Morgana threw her arms around his neck, tears running down her face. "You are too kind to me, Merlin…"

Merlin hugged her back awkwardly. "I only wish I would have been able to do this sooner. I wish I would have told you, helped you…"

"Hush," Morgana shushed him. "It is in the past now, and you are helping me now."

Merlin nodded, tentatively stroking her hair as she nuzzled his neck.

They jumped apart when they heard someone clear their throat in the doorway.

Both looked guiltily towards the door, surprised to see Arthur standing in the doorway.