Alright here is chapter three. if you have any suggestions or comments feel free to let me know I love hearing your feed back.

I do not own Merlin

"Rise and Shine" A too happy voice said as the curtains were drawn open. Confusion over took me for a second as I was sure Merlin had gone on to bigger and better things and had allowed me to be woken up by my beautiful wife and not a big eared imbecile. Then I remembered the past days events and Groaned. I threw the covers over my head to block out the light but they were quickly drawn away exposing my body to the cold morning air. I shot up and glared at my offender.

"MERlin" I yelled. He stood their with that stupid grin on his face and laughed.

"Oh I missed this" he said.

"Well I didn't . Honestly Merlin could you be any more cheerful, we are stuck in the past after all." I moaned as I got out of bed. I went to scratch my face only to be reminded that my beautiful beard was gone. I really hated the past.

I walked over to my breakfast that had been laid out on the table and began to eat.

"Do you know what the plans are for today?" I asked Merlin who was now making my bed. It seemed he was easily falling back to his old habits.

"Umm.. I was hoping you knew" he replied. I glared at him, of course he wouldn't know.

"Why would I know Merlin" I said

"Well maybe because it's your life I mean all I really ever did was follow you around and save your arse whenever you fell into trouble." He replied annoyed. I huffed and tried to think about what I could have planned for the day. It occurred to me that I had not asked at what point in the past we were in the night before. I'd need to figure that out. Suddenly their was a knock at the door. Merlin went to answer it and revealed a young servant.

"The king sent me to tell you that you have training with the knights this morning." he said nervously. Ahh, father must have realized that I wouldn't know my plans having not been around the past few days to know them. I couldn't help but feel mixed feelings toward my father, I know what he did now, all the people he killed and persecuted. But at the same time, I can't help but feel happy to be able to see him again. I had had the same feelings back home and Guinevere had told me that it was ok to still love me father. But even with her words of wisdom I can never shake the conflicted feeling I get when I think of my father. And now I had to confront him face to face for who knows how long.

"Very well thank you" I said and the boy left.

"Well that answers that question then" Merlin said " I guess you should get ready for training."

"Yes I suppose you're right, fetch my armor." I said taking another bite from my bacon.

"You know, considering I am not actually your servant anymore you could say please or, I don't know, Help me" Merlin said annoyed. I chuckled.

" I am still the king Merlin" I said smiling. Merlin huffed.

"Prince" he said under his breath as he went to get my armor from the shelf.

"If you're so indigent about it then just use magic" I said but regretted it instantly. Merlin froze and looked at the ground.

"You know I can't" he said in almost a whisper before taking a deep breath and returning to his task. I cursed silently. Of course Merlin couldn't use magic it was still illegal. The thought made my stomach twist. Merlin shouldn't have to be here, shouldn't have to experience the fear and persecution again. Conflicted thoughts of my father once again returned to my mind.I wanted to say something but, I have never really been all that good with emotions. So I sat in silence and enjoyed my breakfast while Merlin got the armor ready. Maybe I would treat him in the past doesn't mean i have to act like it, at least when it's just me and Merlin. Yes, I'm going to treat Merlin like the friend he is and not just a servant. Because he is more than that, he's always been more than that. When I look back at the way I had treated him at times it makes me ill. Though most of it had been playful banter, there had been times when I had said or done something that must of really hurt him. I would call him useless and lazy when he was the exact opposite. I have tried my best though to acknowledge him for the things he has done and the things he does now, and that won't change now that we are in the past.

Arthur and I walked out to the training field after breakfast. He actually began helping me put his armor on, Arthur, the prat to beat all prats. Though he might have felt slightly guilty over his comment 'd gotten all pouty and contemplative, I have learned to prepare for the worst when he gets like that. It did hurt though being back here not able to do magic. It had taken me awhile at first to get used to the idea that, yes, I can do magic out in the open without being dragged off to my death. Now that I am finally used to it though, the idea that I can no longer use it is disheartening and Arthur knows it.

As we arrived at the training field memories of Arthur coming at me with a blunt sword while I used a shield to protect myself flashed through my mind. I Sincerely hope Arthur chooses to train in a way that doesn't involve me physically. Those bruises take forever to heal.

I looked around for the knights of the round table, but was saddened to see that they weren't here. Well except for Sir Leon. They must not be knights yet. Arthur walked over to them and began the regular training process. I was thankfully allowed to sit on the side and deliver weapons when needed. The day was looking to be fairly eventless, that is until I saw her. She was walking toward the training area with a smirk on her face that I can't believe I ever looked past. I stared intensely at her in a way that was probably more than a little bit creepy.

"Something wrong Merlin?" she asked kindly as she arrived. I, like an idiot, just continued to stare stupidly at her while trying to suppress my magic that was urging me to fight or run 'she's not evil right now, or at least not showing it'

"Morgana hi, umm… no I was just.. Thinking" I said

" about what?"

" ohhh well um… swords" I said lamely gesturing to the rack of swords beside me. I offered an embarrassed smile and avoided eye contact.

"Oh well I just came to see if you and Arthur are alright, I heard you became sick during the council meeting yesterday." she said looking concerned. I couldn't tell if it was genuine or not. I really need to figure out what point in time we were at.

"Oh yeah we're doing fine.. Yeah" I said hoping the conversation would end soon. I guess trying to kill each other doesn't make for good relationships.

"Alright that's good" she said looking at me suspiciously. " Well I am here for another reason, Uther sent me to tell Arthur that we will eating together this evening" she looked over at Arthur who had apparently noticed her now and was giving her the same shocked stare that in all honesty probably would have made me burst out laughing had the situation been different. She offered him a kind smile which seemed to snap him out of his trance. His face flush in embarrassment before he returned to his training, but he still glanced over his shoulder every now and again. Probably to make sure I wasn't being magicked to death or whatever he thought sorcerers did.

" Are you sure you two are alright you seem to be acting a bit strange?" she asked looking back to me.

" Definitely, couldn't be better" I said, offering her a genuine smile this time. It wouldn't be good to have her become suspicious of us. She smiled and noded.

"I'll see you tonight then?" she said

"Yes, see you then" I said. She then turned around and walked away. When she was out of view I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I'll probably have to do this again I realised. So far this whole experience had been just about figuring everything out. Now though,it was becoming clear that I would have to confront the past head on. This was going to be harder than I thought.

I looked up to see Arthur coming towards me. I sat up and prepared for the assault of questions that was bound to follow.

" What was that?" he said with a mixture of emotions.

" She just wanted to see if we were alright after last night, and to tell you that you are eating dinner with your father this evening." I said trying to calm him down but I wasn't doing very well. " She's not evil right now, or at least not yet. You are going to have to act as if everything's fine. We can't reveal to much about the future." He seemed to deflate at my words. Morgana was a touchy subject and interacting with her like everything was fine, like she had never killed our friends, tortured his wife, and invaded his kingdom, was going to be he had too. We had too.

Arthur sighed and without a word returned to his training. At the same time though I noticed that he had become distracted, obviously deep in thought.

'This won't end well' I thought to myself as I continued to watch him under the bright morning sun.

After training we returned to Arthur's chambers. Arthur had been silent ever since Morgana had come out this morning. The silence was becoming unbearable,though thankfully, I have never had much trouble with ending it.

"You know we really need to find out what point in time we are at, I mean what if you see Gwen and you begin to talk to her alone, but you feel the energy build or whatever else happens, I really don't want to know, but you decide to kiss her, but it turns out that you are not actually that involved yet and things become very weird. That would be bad. Are we allowed to tell Gwen though, not that you are married of course but that we are from the future. I mean we always tell her these things, I feels weird not to. And what if.."

"Merlin" Arthur interrupted.

"Yes Arthur"

"shut up" he said as he placed the armor I had helped take of on the table. I glared at him in annoyance and sighed. I went about my chores in silence while he sat at his desk and continued to think. When I finished though, and with nothing else to do( well there were probably other chores to be doing but I really did not want to do them) I snapped.

"Alright" I said rather loudly making Arthur jump and bringing him out of his thoughts. "This has gone on long enough, if I allow you to think any longer your head might explode" he gave me a very annoyed glare.

"Don't you have things to do" he said annoyed.

" Probably, but you obviously need to talk, so tell me what's on your mind." as I said this I pulled over a chair from his table to his desk. I waited for him to continue. He couldn't just not tell me, not only do I tell him the truth but he does the same. No more secrets. He knew this and sighed.

" I was thinking"

" Obviously"

"Merlin"

"Sorry, carry on"

" Anyway, I was thinking that, we are in the past interacting with people from the past" he paused and took a deep breath before continuing. " we can't reveal to much about the past, but why? What if we did tell them? what if we can stop all the bad things that have happened from happening?" he said. His eyes were filled with emotions that he doesn't often show. I sighed.

"Arthur, we can't" I said in a sad voice.

"Why not?" his voice was desperate. Filled with hope that maybe things could be different. "We can save so many people, we can prevent so many disasters from befalling our people… we can save her." the last part was said barely above a whisper. I close my eyes and took a deep breath. So that's what this is about.

"Because we don't know how. Who's to say that what we do or say will have fix things. And if we do change things for the better now, then all the events that happened after will change in ways that we can't predict. I told you before about the Crystal of Neahtid. It showed me the future and every thing I did ended up causing it to happen. We can't change the past or the future Arthur." He buried his head in his hands and took a shaky breath. I hadn't seen him like this in a long time. It was hard, I wish I could tell him that we could change things but we just can't. This is how things had to be. It didn't make it any easier though.