In Gaius' long life he had been surprised a fair few times, but this, what he had just seen, as he walked into his work chambers, was not a surprise in the slightest. In fact, he had figured as much, for quite some time now. They hadn't noticed his presence, how could they? With their hands and mouths moving in that manner. So Gaius had simply walked back out, with a shake of the head and a chuckle locked in his chest, he let it out finally, as he stood just outside the shut door. Even though he wanted to give the love birds their privacy, these were his chambers and Arthur was the king, he had a much bigger room to be doing that to his servant in. So Gaius devised a plan.

"Yes, Jonathan!" Gaius shouted, in a raised voice. "I will make that remedy for your mother straight away!"

Gaius gave it another moment, chuckling to himself at his plan and at the boys on the other side of the door. They really did act like children sometimes, but Gaius loved them all the same...but sometimes he wasn't entirely sure why. He re-entered the room again, to see Merlin sitting at the bench, (where he had left him when he left only an hour ago,) and Arthur, the king, clear clean on the other side of the room, looking slightly pink cheeked and guilty. Gaius smirked, walking toward the bench.

"Sire," he stated. "What brings you here?"

"I uh…"Arthur mumbled, scratching his forehead. Gaius nodded, trying not to laugh, as he urged him on. "I was just here to disuses something of a great importance with Merlin."

"Mhm," Gaius nodded on. "And did you?"

"Uh, yes, of course I did…"

Merlin, for his part, just sat there, looking down at the herbs he was supposedly grinding, looking also, rather pink cheeked.

"I hope I didn't interrupt, did I, Merlin?"

Merlin looked up then, wide eyed, "No…no, I didn't care what Arthur was saying anyway."

"I'm sure you didn't," Gaius couldn't hide the grin anymore, as he walked over to his counter and picked up the book that had the potions for the headaches that seemed to be bothering the kitchen staff as of late. Perhaps, from all their gossiping.

"I should be going," Arthur said then, heading toward the door and left, at a quick pace, before another word could get out. Gaius chuckled and turned back to Merlin, who had been cought watching the king go, but tried to act as if he wasn't.

"What was this important matter Arthur needed to discuss with you?"

"Oh, um…just about his socks," Merlin lied. Gaius rolled his eyes; he really was a horrid liar.

"His socks?"

"Yeah, he thinks I wash them wrong…"

"Perhaps you should start tending to Arthur's socks a bit better then."

"Yeah, I er…I should."

Gaius came and sat in front of Merlin then, checking on the herbs to see most of them still in one piece, he rolled his eyes yet again at this. He looked up at Merlin and raised his eyebrow then.

"Merlin, is there anything you wish to tell me?" he asked, hoping, that perhaps Merlin would tell him the truth, it would be nice after all. Who would Gaius tell of his and the king's affairs? But now, at least, he was sure where Merlin was, when he didn't come home. Gaius did worry, he thought Merlin might have forgotten that.

"No, why?"

He sighed, "Are you sure?"

"I don't know…" Merlin trailed off, shrugging. "Why?"

"I just think we should always be honest with each other, don't you? That we should tell each other everything, don't you?"

"Yeah, sure," Merlin nodded, shrugging again.

"Good, I'll start," Gaius cleared his throat. "I once slept with one of Arthur's nursemaids."

"Ew, Gaius…" Merlin made a face and turned away from him. Gaius tried not to roll his eyes too hard at Merlin's childishness.

"Well, it was a truth I have never told anyone else, now…it's your turn."

"Oh, um…" Merlin turned back and looked a bit forlorn. "I uh…I don't think your cooking is that great."

"Well, Merlin, I had already figured-what?!" Gaius asked, confused and outraged at this news. His cooking was just fine, if he did say so himself. "I hardly meant that, I meant…personal matters, like love, relationships…love making."

"Ew, Gaius…" Merlin made that face again and shied away, cheeks turning pink once more. Gaius let out a frustrated growl and shook his head. Merlin turned back to him after a second, with wide eyes. "Wait, you're not trying to…to give me the talk, are you?"

"No," Gaius stated, and stood up, rubbing his throbbing temples with his hand. He might have to make a batch of one of those potions for himself. "I hardly think you'll need it."

"My mother already gave me that talk when I was fourteen and…" Merlin told him. "Wait...what do you mean I'd hardly need it?"

"Well, you've been sneaking out to do something and I hardly think it's to pick herbs," Gaius retorted, shrugging one shoulder as he stirred some brown liquid in a pot.

"You think I've been out acting like the village whore, don't you?" Merlin asked, jumping up, Gaius could tell, because he heard the table moving. Gaius turned around and sighed.

"Of course not, I just wonder what you are not telling me."

"I tell you everything..."

"You and I both know that is a lie, Merlin."

"It is not, I'm an open book!" Merlin yelled, heading toward the door. "You should start trusting me more, Gaius!"

With that, Merlin pulled open the door and stomped out, and there had gone Gaius' only help he had in weeks. He just hoped, one day, Merlin might find it in himself to tell the truth.


(A/N: These chapters are so short, but I really don't have a choice at this point, they'll get longer later, I promise. I wanted this to be awkward, because it would be, so sorry about that. Next is Gwaine's POV!)