Chapter 4-

Sorry for the long wait. Here is the next chapter. Oh btw, Leo/Merlin is going to appear in this chapter.

It is a few years after the last chapter. Guinevere is ten and the boys 15.

"She got here at what time?" her father was saying to Guinevere's mother. "And with Arthur I am sure."

"This time Lancelot was with them," her mother replied.

Guinevere is hiding by a nearby hall. She has once more come home late and this time her father was not holding back his anger in her relationship with Arthur and Lancelot.

"I think it is time for us to move again," as she heard her father's words the little girl's bright eyes go wide. "They are a bad influence on her. She never use to do this."

"We can't do that. Everything is so peaceful here," her mother began. "This is the longest we have stayed in a place without fearing for our lives, or Guinevere's," the older woman says with a hint of sadness in her voice.

"Sometimes I hate that… curse she has," her father says slamming his hands down hard on the table top. "I feel so desperate at times. So helpless with the things she sees."

A soft, dry sob makes the beautiful woman turn to where her daughter is trying to hide to once more.

The woman nudges her husband and he turns to see his little angel crying.

"I am so sorry daddy," Guinevere says standing by the doorway. "I never meant to be a burden to you and my momma."

"Guin…" the man begins but the little red head shakes her head from side to side.

"I am so sorry."

She then turns and runs to her room, her parents at her heels.

"Guinevere," her father says. "You misinterpret us. You are no burden to us honey. We love you."

"But…"

Her mother kneels in front of her daughter and grabs her shoulders lightly.

"We have never regretted having such a special little angel," her mom begun. "We love you, and we always will. We are just very worried about you. We do believe you are spending to much time with those boys though. They are a lot more older than you. They're almost at that marriageable age, and you are still a little girl."

"They are my best friends."

"We know that," her father says as he looks out the window. "Its just that I am worried. They won't be here for you forever. Soon they'll be gone, and you won't have their protection."

"I know," Guinevere whispers. Her mind going back to the vision she had a short time before, and another sob leaves her lips as she closes her eyes shut. "I know."

"Honey," her mother begins as both her parents look at her.

"It's nothing," Guinevere says wiping her tears from her eyes. "Just…"

Her father nods in understanding.

"Are you… are we…" her mother begins.

Guinevere says nothing just hugs her tightly. After holding her mother for a while she runs to her father, holding him just as long and as tight.

…..

"Good evening ma'am," Guinevere says slightly bowing to Arthur's aunt. "Is Arthur here? We were suppose to meet a while ago but he didn't arrive."

Before the older woman can answer a familiar voice comes from the front room just to their right.

"Uncle Merlin(Just think of an older, bearded Leo) I am so glad that you are here. It has been a long while," Arthur is saying. "You remember Lancelot from last time?"

"Lancelot, son, it is great to see you once more."

"It's great to see you again, sir."

"Sorry miss Guinevere a visitor has come for master Arthur," the woman says closing the door and heading towards the room were the men were speaking.

Alone by the door, Guinevere decides to take her time before letting the men know she was there.

"Unfortunately I think the time has come," Merlin says looking intently at the young man, Arthur.

Lancelot looks at the older, weird man with wide eyes.

"Now?" he asks.

"Yes, it's," he stops and turns towards the hall. "You should stop hiding and come out, young woman."

The boys turn to find a red face Guinevere at the entrance.

"Guinevere," Arthur says looking at the red head in surprise and sadness. "What are you… oh I am so sorry. We were suppose to meet earlier," Lancelot raises an eyebrow at his boy best friend. Surprise that they were going to meet without him. "I am so sorry. It is just that my uncle came. It was so unexpectedly, and I lost track of time."

"I see," Guinevere says a little strain.

"Guinevere I want you to meet my uncle Merlin," Arthur says with an uncertain smile. "Uncle Merlin this is my other best friend Guinevere. She and her family moved into that big house by the road a few years ago. One day she saved our lives and we became best friends since."

"You are one power witch, Guinevere," at the girls furrow eyebrows Merlin elaborates. "Your aura just screams of power. I have yet to see a human as powerful as you."

"A witch," Lancelot asks.

"So that is what she is," Arthur asks looking at his aunt because she doesn't seem surprise.

"She has the power of foresight," the older woman says. "My great, great grandmother did that."

"I had no idea," Arthur said awestruck thinking about this new information.

There is a weird silence around them. It is suddenly interrupted by Lancelot taking a seat.

"Alright," Guinevere finally says uneasily.

"You are so right, miss Guinevere," Merlin says finally clapping his hands together. "This is neither the time nor the place."

"What do you mean with that?" Lancelot finally speaks up looking between his girl friend and an uncle of his other best friend.

"He is not here for me, remember," Arthur speaks up.

"So it is true then," Guinevere asks turning to Arthur. "You are going to leave me? You weren't even going to say goodbye."

"Guinevere…"

"Don't," she says turning her back to the group. She starts to take deep breaths, "just please. Ahh…"

The young red head lets out a screams as she grabs her head and the glass object around her breaks.

"Guinevere," Lancelot says before taking her in his arms. "Are you alright?"

Lancelot then pulls away from her and inspects her for any injuries before pulling her into her chest.

"Is she alright?" Arthur says slowly walking to his two best friends.

"Yes," Lancelot says looking at the other people around him. Merlin has a face of deep concentration while Arthur's aunt is cleaning up the glass as she mumbles something. "I think she is just shaken up."

All of the suddenly a muffled gasps is heard.

Arthur and his aunt, Lancelot, and Merlin look at the girl who is now looking up to Arthur.

"What is it," Arthur finally asks kneeling in front of the red head.

Her only response is a negative shake of the head.

"Come on, Guinevere," Lancelot says softly. "If our help is needed you need to tell us."

"It is nothing," she says getting of his lap. "There is nothing we can do."

She then looks at Arthur before bowing to him.

"What…" he begins.

She turns to Merlin and he winks her way before turning to one of her greatest friends.

Someone she will miss dearly until their time to reunite comes.

"You have a long road ahead, my dear friend. The only advise I can give you is to never forget us or where you come from. There is always a reason for the things that happen to us."

Lancelot and Arthur looks at her without understanding what she is trying to say.

"I will miss you so much," she says before throwing herself into his arms.

Lancelot and Arthur share a confuse look over the girls curls.

"I will miss you too, Guinevere," Arthur finally says after a quick shrug from his other best friend. He then holds her just as tight. "Believe me I will never forget you two. You are a huge part of my life, miss red head, and if it was up to me I will keep you by my side, Lancelot too, forever."

"I know," she says after pulling away and giving him a watery smile. "I should go."

"No, wait," Arthur says as Guinevere turns to the adults. "Maybe I can walk you back home. Like before."

Guinevere gives him a confuse look as she sees his cheeks slightly red.

"Sure," she finally says giving him a bright smile.

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