Yay, so heres so second chapter. So far most of you like it so I guess I'll keep going =]

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin

"Hurry up Merlin!"

Merlin quickly stopped himself from tripping on a lose tree root before looking up to spot a clearly irritated Arthur up ahead. With a grunt, Merlin heaved the prince's bag further up his shoulder and picked up his pace, as much as he could without tripping over. He didn't fancy falling for a third time.

"Well I would be able...to walk faster if this bag wasn't.... so heavy! What have you.... got in there?" Merlin's question came out in huffs as he finally caught up with Arthur. The prince stood with a frown on his face, watching his struggling servant yet he made no move to help.

"Of course it would be heavy. Its got my hunting gear, clothes, tent.."

"Tent?"

Merlin looked up in confusion at Arthur, the bag still sliding down his shoulder as he tried to hang onto it.

"What do you mean tent? We're not camping out here are we?"

"Of course we are. Did I forget to mention that?"

With a laugh, Arthur spun on his heel and continued to walk deeper into the forest, leaving Merlin standing there with disbelief written all over his face. He sighed, hitched the bag up higher and followed after the prince.

"And remind me again why we couldn't take horses instead of walking?" Merlin called out.

"Exercise Merlin. Looks like you need some!"

After what seemed like forever, Arthur finally came to a halt in a small grassy clearing.

"Here is good"

Merlin immediately dumped the heavy bag onto the grass, crying out in relief as the weight came off his shoulder. He slumped down next to the bag, still trying to get his breath. Arthur, on the other hand, seemed completely unaffected by the long journey as he opened the bag and pulled out what looked like a lump of cloth, dumping on the ground next to Merlin.

"Now, while you set up the tent, I'll go get some wood for a fire. And for god sakes Merlin, do try and get it set up before nightfall"

Arthur grinned down at Merlin, waiting for him to try and make some smart remark but Merlin could hardly get in two breaths let alone make fun at the prince. With a shake of his head, he checked his sword was still in his belt before heading off into the trees in search for descent firewood. He would have sent Merlin to do it but knowing him, he would come back with an arm load of twigs.

Merlin sat for a few more minutes, still trying to steady his breathing. While he did so, his eyes travelled up to the sky. It was already a dark blue, meaning he only had hour to complete his task.

"Great" He muttered.

Slowly, he managed to push himself up off the grass, stretching his muscles at the movement. He picked up the so called tent and studied it for a few moments.

"There is no way I can do this"

Deciding he should at least give it ago, Merlin bent down and began what he thought was setting it up, instead he was really creating a bigger mess. He let out a frustrated sigh and crossed his arms over his chest, looking down on the lump of what was supposed to be a tent.

"That's it" He growled.

He knew Gaius would not approve but he was in no mood to be teased by Arthur for not putting up a tent. A quick glance around the clearing told him he was alone. Taking a deep breath, Merlin focused on the tent, reciting the needed words in his head before speaking them aloud.

"Combe akj gatue"

His eyes quickly flashed from a deep blue to a stunning gold as the tent began assembling itself in front of his eyes. He grinned as he watched it, the tent moving so fast that any other person would miss it. Within a matter of seconds, Merlin stood before a fully assembled tent. He set about moving Arthur's bag into the tent to set up his bed when there was a ruffling of leaves behind him. The bag was dropped to the ground as Merlin scanned the area around him, his heart thumping so fast inside his tent. What is someone had seen him doing magic?

"Who's there?"

He took in a deep breath and cursed himself for being so stupid when he saw Arthur emerge from between the trees, his arms full of branches and small logs. A small smile on the prince's face told him that his overreaction had been seen.

"Scared are you Merlin?"

Arthur dropped the wood in front of the tent and knelt down to begin the fire, oblivious to the fact that his servant hadn't moved. Merlin watched the prince striking two rocks together in effort to start a fire, his breathing steadying. Surely if Arthur had seen him do magic, he would have said something straight away. He was snapped out of his thoughts by a suddenly flicker of red in his vision. He looked down to see a blazing fire and a triumph fit looking Arthur beside it.

"Bet you couldn't have done that Merlin!"

"Yeah" Merlin mumbled back in reply.

Finally after a moment pause, he accepted that Arthur hadn't seen him and let a smile spread over his face as he sat down beside the fire.

"I must admit Merlin, I'm impressed that you actually managed to get this up on your own" Arthur shouted out from inside the tent.

"Yeah, well it wasn't that hard" Not when you have magic, Merlin added mentally.

Merlin extended his arms out in front of him, warming up with the fire when he saw Arthur emerge out of the tent, his crossbow in hand.

"Where are you going now?"

"We are going hunting" He said with a grin.

Gwen stood in Morgana's chamber, staring out the window, looking down at the people walking through the castle, getting ready for nightfall. She did that on a regular basis but tonight there was something different. Her thoughts were elsewhere, on a certain someone. She had spent the whole day telling herself to finally go do it, to finally confess her feelings but when she managed to work up the courage, something else would always come up. She had been on her way to Gaius's chambers when someone accidently spilt water down her dress. Once changed, she had worked up the confidence to try again when Morgana rushed up to her and asked her to help pick out something for tomorrow's nights feast. She never seemed to get a break.

So now she stood there, once again trying to muster up some courage. Just do it. Taking a deep breath, she tore her gaze away from the window and headed for the door. She was positive nothing was going to stand in her way this time. She rushed past people, earning herself a few angry glances or mutterings under their breath but she just continued on. Stopping right outside the door, she took in another deep breath before knocking and stepping inside.

"Gaius?"

The room seemed completely empty except for a very smoking glass jars but as soon as his name was spoken, Gaius popped up from behind a bench, his arms full of heavy looking books. Dumping them on a table, he turned with a smile and greeted the handmaiden.

"Gwen, what can I do for you this night? Does Morgana require more sleeping draft?"

"Oh no, she's fine. I was just wondering...if Merlin was here."

Her voice faltered slightly but she managed to get out the whole sentence. She was unaware she was twisting her fingers behind her back until a sharp pain made her stop. A blush swept across her face when Gaius began looking at her curiously, making Gwen become certain that he knew why she was here. But his curious expression suddenly turned glum, as if he was sad that she was finally going to do it, but at the wrong time.

"No, I'm afraid he is not. He is out hunting with Arthur and I gather they must be camping out there"

Gwen bit her lip as the smile slipped from her face, giving her away.

"Oh, that's okay. It was nothing important. Thankyou Gaius, goodnight"

She was out the door before Gaius could say anything. He shook his head with a sad smile before moving over to the books he had just pick up. Outside the door, Gwen leant against the wall, cursing herself for being so stupid.

Okay, so please read and review once again so I know if I should continue.
Oh and if you didnt guess, the spell was just made up stuff lol
Dont shoot me ;P