Merlin POV:

I suddenly can't breathe. Morgana. No. She can't find Arthur. I whisper to him, "Arthur, get off of the horse, and hide. Now. Before she finds you-"

The same overly sweet voice is heard again, "Oh, Emrys. I know you're here. Come out, come out." What the hell is she doing here? Morgana emerges from the bushes. No. "Oh, Emrys. You thought you were rid of me. Sorry about that. I heard that your magic is weak." No. How did she find out? Then in a mocking voice she says, "Oh, Emrys, what a shame. I guess you won't be able to protect Camelot or my dear brother." Immediately she takes off the cloaking spell and Arthur is exposed.

"What makes you think we will come willingly?" I ask her, challengingly.

"Oh, well, I guess I can't make you," Morgana starts with a cruel smile on her face, "but, I think you should."

"And why is that?" Arthur says, finally speaking up.

"Because I am sure you would like to see that knight of yours, what was his name? Oh yes, Gwaine. And Merlin, I have a special treat for you." I can feel the fearful look in my eyes, I try to stop the thought from coming across my mind. Is it another knight? No, I know exactly who she has. Morgana speaks, "I am sure you want to see your mother." No. I can't start now. I can't let the pain sink in. "Oh and Merlin, I have another surprise for you. But, I'll keep you in suspense, unless you would rather not come?"

I sigh in defeat, "It looks like I have no choice. If I come with you, you will let my mother go?" She nods and I get off the horse. I stand in front of her, "I am yours."

"Doesn't look like you are all high and mighty now, are you Emrys? Dear brother, are you going to come? Or are you going to let your servant have all the fun?" Rage fills Arthur's eyes as he gets down from the horse and stands next to me.

Arthur states, "Wherever he goes, I go." We follow Morgana through the woods. Arthur looks at me and whispers, "It will be alright, Merlin. She is going to let your mother go. I won't let anything happen to Hunith." I nod, but Arthur knows what is going through my mind. This is Morgana we are talking about, something has probably already happened to my mother.

Arthur POV:

The amount of fear that is plastered on Merlin's face is unbearable. I try to reassure him, but there is no way he is going to let this go. He is more scared about his own little surprise, Gwaine, and Hunith than anything else. He is afraid of me getting hurt. He doesn't care if he dies.

I try to take out my sword and Morgana shoots it away with the flick of her wrist. "Nice try, Arthur. But, the only thing that could kill me now, is Emrys's magic."

I sigh. I can only wonder what Morgana has in store for us.

~After Three Hours of Walking~

Merlin POV:

I walk into the cobblestone castle. This used to be Cenred's kingdom, until Morgause killed him. We are brought to the dungeons and Morgana orders my mother to be brought from her cell. The moment I see her, I run to her. My mother's face is covered in bruises. "Mother, you aren't going to be hurt anymore," I whisper as we embrace.

"You shouldn't have come."

"I had no choice. Morgana promised to release you. She promised to let you go."

Morgana walks over to us. "Indeed, I shall." Then she flings her arm out and my mother flies against the wall. I run over to her, she is obviously dead.

I try to hold back the tears that threaten to break me. I whisper to my mother's lifeless body, "I love you. At least she can't hurt you anymore." I cradle my mother's body close. It's too late, the tears already slipped from my eyes and probably won't stop for a while. I whisper to both myself and my mother, "No. You can't be dead," over and over again. I turn to Morgana who has a cruel look on her face as I scream, "You are a heartless woman! You kill in cold-blood! Believe me, Morgana, you will pay for my mother's life!" I hold my mother's head to my chest. My nightmares just came true. One more person has died. I don't know if it gave me the will to fight or if it has broken me. The pain in my chest is unbearable and I feel the tears streaming down my face.

"I don't think you are in the position to be making threats Emrys. Not when you haven't seen your special surprise, and definitely not when I still have Arthur." I sigh as fear floods through my veins. What could she do to me now? I have nothing left.

I realize that Morgana is standing next to a cage. It is covered with a cloth and I can hear the sobs coming from it. I would know those cries anywhere. No. It can't be.

"Oh, but, Emrys, it is." Morgana pulls off the covering to reveal Freya. My Freya. I instantly put my mother's head on the ground, gently, and run to the cage. I wrap my hands around it, right by where Freya's are. She is shaking and sobbing. I was supposed to take care of her. My promise is already broken.

"Freya, is it really you?" She nods in response. She smiles through her tears. Freya's eyes still sparkle and her brown curls frame her face.

I turn to Morgana, and I am sure that my eyes are pleading with her, "Please, Morgana. Let me be with her. Do me this one favor. Please, Morgana, I am at your mercy. Don't hurt her." I don't want her to be hurting. Freya is sobbing. They put her back in the cage. She must be so scared. "Please, Morgana. I am begging you." I can't lose her again. "At least take her out of the cage. Put her in a cell, just not a cage.

Morgana has a harsh smile on her face, "Emrys, I have only one request, and I will let Freya be with you."

"What is it?" I will do almost anything. I will withstand any pain.

"You dine with me." I am taken aback. Is she going to poison me? I don't care, I told Freya that I would look out for her. I nod, and take Morgana's outstretched hand. I watch Freya panic.

I look back into those soft brown eyes, "I promise I will come back Freya. I will keep you safe."

Morgana tells Arthur to come, also. As we pass, Gwaine rattles the bars of a cell. I can't even look at him, but his eyes look as full of fight as they ever were. Morgana leads Arthur and me to a table that is piled with food. There is a bowl full of strawberries, I put some into my pocket discretely.

"Eat, please, I can't have you fade away."

"It's a little late for that," I mumble, taking the food.

"Listen, Merlin, I am sorry for everything I did,"

"Sorry, isn't good enough! Morgana, I don't think I could ever forgive you, at least not after what you just pulled."

She sighs and slumps her shoulders, "I understand," she says calmly. We eat a little bit and then she orders us to go back to our cells. "Here is the key to Freya's cage, you can go there with her or you can bring her into your cell. Your choice." Freya will go insane in the cage, I will let her out.

I turn to Morgana and look at her, "Thank you," it seems as if her eyes aren't all so cold. It seems as if they hold something else.

I find my way back to the dungeon and take the key, turn it in the lock, and carry a sleeping Freya who begins to stir in my arms. "Shhhh. Freya sleep, you need your strength." I bring her to Gwaine's chamber and I transport the three of us (Arthur, Freya, and me) into the cell.

Gwaine smiles up at me, "I see you already have a girlfriend. Nice job, Merlin." He chuckles and I clench my fists. Arthur gives him a look that tells Gwaine to basically shut up. I am grateful. I lean up against the wall, and hold Freya close to me, I won't let her go. I sigh and think of what to say next.

"Arthur, we are going to need our strength. I don't know what Morgana has in store for us, if it has something to do with you know what then, we better sleep. She will not rest until I do what she wants." Tears roll down my face as I realize that I am now an orphan, and that the people I love are yet again in danger. Also, that I may lose more than I did before. I close my eyes and slam my head against the wall in anger. I let the dreams take over me, but I know that they will not be pleasant.

Arthur POV:

Merlin goes to sleep, so I have some time to talk to Gwaine. But, first he speaks, "What's up with him? Other than the fact we are in Morgana's dungeons?"

"Okay," I turn to look at Merlin, he looks like he is asleep. He is cradling Freya close, like he will never let go. Her head is resting on his shoulder and it appears that Merlin might have a slight smile on his face. "Gwaine, promise me that once I start telling you everything, you will be silent until I finish." The knight nods in consent. I start, knowing that this is going to take a long time.

"Gwaine, Merlin has magic," I ignore the shocked look on his face, "Merlin has been having much trouble over the past year, or should I say years. Last year, I was supposed to be dead, Merlin held me until he thought me to be dead, but I was only unconscious. Magic healed me, another long story. We never thought about what Merlin was going through. He was like our own personal therapist, but Merlin didn't have one of those. Well, he did, but Lancelot died after a while, and Merlin was left alone again.

"He thought that he was worthless. Remember all those times when we joked about eating all the food, and sometimes he didn't have anything? Well, he started starving himself after he thought I died. He had too many suicide attempts and sleepless nights. Nightmares haunt him. That woman that Morgana just killed, do you know who that was?" Gwaine shakes his head in response.

I continue, "That was Merlin's mother. One of the only living people he had nightmares about. He was so scared for his mother and when he found out you were alive, it made him come here. When Merlin found out I was alive, he was so paranoid that he almost killed me. He has been living in fear for the past years, and we never even knew about it. In fact, we only made fun of it. I mean, we all helped him sometimes, but did he ever really have the chance to tell us the truth? He lost Lancelot, Gaius, his father who was a dragonlord, he lost his love –I will explain later-, his best friend, he thought he lost you, and me. He also now lost his mother." I am almost brought to tears, "I guess that's it. You can ask your questions now."

"First, how did Merlin find out you were alive?"

"Well, he went to where I supposedly died, and his powers weren't working. I couldn't resist cracking a joke, and he freaked out."

"How did you find out he had magic?"

I sigh, "He told me when he thought I was dying. I panicked. It turns out he is the greatest sorcerer to ever walk the Earth. He is called Emrys by the druids. Apparently, I am the Once and Future King and we are supposed to eventually unite Albion. He has also saved our lived multiple times. Merlin lost hope and wasn't able to use his magic for a year. But, it seems to be getting stronger now.

"Also, Gwaine. Be careful with him. Sometimes, he just is lost. He has this stare that holds nothing. He just stares at something and his eyes are empty. No spark is in them. No emotion. I thought he was dead the first time. He thinks he is a monster."

Gwaine nods, "I can't believe this. Merlin has gone through so much and we never gave it a second thought. One more question, and then we need to rest, because he is right, no one knows what Morgana wants. Okay, so, what is with the girl?"

"It's Merlin's lost love. I killed her, unknowingly. He loved her with all of his heart, most of his nightmares were about her, me, and his mother. Merlin cares a lot about her, don't tease him about it. I am serious, if you insult him or her about it, I am pretty sure he will throw you against a wall with his magic. Her name is Freya. She is scared and was captured. He saw her spirit a few times, but we never thought she would be alive again. Maybe Merlin's mother gave her life so they could be together. Maybe she struck a deal with Morgana."

We both lie back against the wall. But Merlin starts screaming and soon enough, his are mixed with Freya's. Gwaine and I focus on waking up Merlin. If we touch Freya, Merlin will probably attack us. Merlin wakes up in a cold sweat, and pants, clearly startled by his nightmare. But, instead of focusing on himself, he turns to Freya, who is saying something about being sorry and about a sorcerer. Merlin wakes her and she grasps unto his wrists until she calms. They hold each other close. He gives her his jacket and the neckerchief.

Freya and Merlin are both sobbing uncontrollably. Both hold each other until they are calm. Merlin speaks, "Freya, go to sleep. I'll wake you if the nightmares start again." She nods and looks up at Merlin.

"I thought I would never see you again." Merlin smiles sadly.

"It's okay, Freya. We are together again, and I promised that I would look after you." Their foreheads are pressed together. "We will be fine. I won't let Morgana hurt you." Freya tucks her head in between Merlin's shoulder and neck.

"Goodnight, my love." She says quietly as she drifts of into sleep.

Merlin turns his head toward us, "I'll be okay, you guys need your strength. There is no way I am getting any sleep now."

Gwaine says, "No, Merlin, you need your rest, too."

"No, I don't, Gwaine! I never needed rest! I never needed food!" Merlin shouts, but then mumbles, "Sorry, I shouldn't have yelled." He turns his attention toward Freya, who is stirring in her sleep again. "Really, I'm sorry, I don't know what happened."

"Hey, mate, it's fine. You don't have anything to apologize for. We do. We should have tried to talk to you, we should have checked on you."

"Not that I would have told you the truth," Merlin says harshly. You can see the hurt in Gwaine's eyes, and the remorse in Merlin's.

"Merlin, please, you are one of my only friends. I don't want to lose you."

"Why? I am worthless and a monster. I'm pretty sure Arthur told you everything he knows." Merlin then puts his head in his hands. His shoulders shake slightly and he looks up, "You don't have to pretend to be my friend. I know what happens when people find out I have magic. Only a few accept it."

I speak up, "Merlin! Don't say that! You are our friend! You could have trusted us. But I do understand. I just wish you hadn't' been so afraid. You are worth more than you know. You are pure kindness. You are not a monster." Merlin nods but is clearly not satisfied, "Repeat after me, Merlin. I am not a monster."

Reluctantly, he says, "I am not a monster." He pauses and his eyes glow gold as he says, "beslæpe drút." Slumber takes over my body.

Okay. I think I am going to start posting in an actual pattern and not just randomly. Kind of. I am thinking that I will post two to four times a week. I can't say exactly when but I know that this is probably what will happen. Please review! I love feedback! I'll try to post soon! By the way, please comment some title names you can think of for the story. The ones I am coming up with aren't very good. Also, when Merlin said the spell it was, "Sleep, friend." I am going to be a little busy this week so I am not sure how quickly I can update, but I will try to update as much as possible. Again, PLEASE REVIEW!