(Authors Note: I do not own Merlin or the Arthurian legend. Ok part three referenced Athusa, those who have seen Merlin know that this is referencing the episode Athusa where Merlin rescues a dragon's egg from being destroyed. He then hatches the egg by giving the dragon a name, Athusa. In this that dragon, female, is still very young as dragons go. I'd say somewhere between 6 and 10 years old if she was human.)

Part 4 Prince's and Problems

Arthur froze in the doorway of Gus's school office. The girl who had saved his life was standing in Gus's office having obviously just finished a conversation with him. He sat her back down and finished bandaging her hands.

"Good morning Arthur. Is something wrong?" Arthur nodded and sidled into the room watching the girl.

"Well I um. . . Sort of almost got hit by a car this morning and Gwen and the others insisted I come talk to you." Gus nodded unsurprised.

"Yes Moira was just telling me about an incident involving a semi-truck. Once I'm finished here I'll make sure you're ok as well." Arthur nodded.

"So do you two know each other?" Gus nodded before Moira could answer. She looked at him sharply almost as if she didn't want him to say anything more. Like it was a secret, there was hurt in her deep clear blue eyes.

"She's my niece." He didn't miss a beat. Arthur had heard of Gus having some extended family outside of Destiny, even heard of them visiting on occasion but never of them living in Destiny.

"Yeah. Good old Uncle Gus." He almost missed her rolling her eyes. He smiled slightly and she grinned. He finished bandaging her hand and turned to Arthur.

"So Arthur, where does it hurt?"

"Well I just kind of wanted to talk. You know alone." He gave Moira a look, he wasn't suspicious of her but he needed to talk about her. She rolled her eyes, got up, grabbed her bag and was almost out the door when Gus called after her.

"Don't forget that book." He raised his eyebrows at her confused expression.

"Oh yeah that book!" She ran over to one of the bags Gus had brought with him and rummaged through it until she came out with a tattered leather covered book. Gus shook his head and handed her a different book.

"I meant this one." She laughed and took the book tucking it into her brown satchel. Suddenly Arthur felt a stab of pain behind his left temple.

"Gaius! I'm not going to be able to carry anything if you keep loading me down with all these books." The old man frowned raising an eyebrow at him sarcastically. The boy with the black hair smiled at him cheekily.

"He's right Gaius. He can barely carry his bag when it hasn't got anything in it." The boy rolled his eyes at him.

"Well not all of us have servants to fetch and carry for us." He felt himself roll his eyes.

"Best be on the safe side we don't know what manner of creature it is. Could be anything and to defeat it you'll need to identify it." The boy, Merlin, nodded.

"Let's just hope we find it before it attacks again. People are getting scared and fleeing the town. At this rate there won't be a Langsteid anymore."

"Well if the portraits and tapestries would stop attacking people. . ." Merlin said off handedly.

"Merlin don't be silly, that's just a rumor."

Arthur stumbled and Moira caught him and helped him over to the bed.

"Arthur? Arthur! Can you hear me?" He nodded as Gus shined a light in his eyes.

"Ow."

"Moira, on the top shelf, there's a bottle labeled 'Headaches' get it down for me." She hurried to do so and tripped on the way back, somehow managing to keep the bottle intact. Gus poured a measure of the liquid into a spoon.

"Take this; it will help your headache." Arthur nodded and drank the liquid. It was bitter but began to help almost immediately.

"Moira, why don't you head off to class? I'll make sure Arthur's alright."

"Ok Gus." Arthur heard the door close and opened his eyes. The room was definitely Gus's office, not the stone room full of herbs and things. Not a room in a castle, just sweet normalcy. He rubbed his forehead.

"Arthur, what's wrong?"

"Headache. I keep seeing things; I had a dream last night." He saw Gus's eyebrows lift just a little.

"Tell me about it." Arthur sighed and explained his dream, leaving out the bit about the song. He then explained what he had seen when Gus had handed Moira the book. Gus remained thoughtful throughout the whole story. Then he placed his hand on Arthurs.

"Arthur, I think you need to understand some things must be learned in their own time. I can tell you that you are not insane and that you should be careful." Gus sometimes did things like that, dolling out cryptic advice that only made sense later on.

"So you don't think I should trust her?" Arthur was confused.

"No I think you should decide if you trust her or not on your own. I know her well and she can come across as a little sarcastic and rude when you first meet her. But give her time and you'll see she has a warm heart." Gus smiled at the memory of a seven year old Moira staring down a dragon and then hugging it.

Arthur met his eyes and smiled. He somehow understood what Gus meant. He had just picked up his bag and turned to the door to leave, when a blood curdling shriek echoed from somewhere down the hallway. Arthurs smile melted off his face like candle wax and he ran out to find the source of the terror.