Jocelyn watches the black phone screen. It's been like that since she stepped into Camelot. In a land of myth and a time of magic, it appears, there really isn't any room for technology. Her reflection shows in the screen and she imagines her parents standing behind her, like Harry Potter does in the Mirror of Erised. She sighs. Have you noticed that I'm gone? Has Ayami told you? Hope not. Believing I've been lost in France for six months would be too much for you...

Six months. Yes, it's been that long. Jocelyn is still working in the kitchen and large cook Bathilda seems to tolerate her more each day. Our dimension-traveler has no idea why, because she often ignores her working shifts when an opportunity to help Merlin comes up.

During her stay, she has encountered obstacles and people she only dared dreaming about!

Lancelot is truly as noble as witnessed on the show, though she got angry at him more than once for not knowing his own value. He doesn't have to be knighted, cause he's already a knight! After he and Merlin defeated the dangerous griffin, and the unknighted knight left, an avenging wizard named Edwin placed a deadly beetle in Morgana's ear. Eventually, Merlin and Jocelyn exposed him similarly to the actual storyline. Two months later a mysterious girl, Sophia, entered the picture. Morgana and Jocelyn tried to warn Arthur, discreetly, but he only ended up believing they both have crushes on him. Like I would have feelings for that arrogant sod! Even if the prince's theory wasn't correct, Jocelyn still cares about him enough to want to save his life and in a moment of weakness our dimension-traveler told Sophia and her father what fate awaited them if they were to pursue their plan. In the end, with Merlin's backup, they decided to leave Camelot. Sparing lives is such a good feeling! Maybe I'll see them again sometime.

A couple of weeks later, Jocelyn saw the druid boy Mordred on the market. Quite unexpectedly, since she knew what would happen if the guards found them, she took his father and him to shelter at Gwen's house. Morgana and Merlin met up with them there, bringing food and coins for them to go on their way.

"Thank you, Emrys and Amethys." had Mordred said, telepathically, leaving both Merlin and Jocelyn as big question marks.

"He called me Emrys."

"He called me Amethys!"

They both asked The Great Dragon why at the same time and as a result, he laughed.

"Because those are your names."

"I'm pretty sure my name is Merlin, always has been." Merlin pointed out.

"No, he's right." Jocelyn said. "Emrys' what the druids call you..."

"And Colin?"

Jocelyn laughed at his oblivious question.

"Sure… That too. You have many names, Merlin!"

"Indeed." the dragon continued and looked from one young magical face to the other. "There is much written about you which you have jet to read."

"You mean like the book Jocelyn has in her world?"

"Hang on just a minute!" Jocelyn took over. "I get the Merlin-part, but what about me? How come Mordred knows who I am?"

Kilgharrah simply looked at her with tired eyes.

"My answer applies to you both. As I've said before, your paths lie together."

"And you're not mad that we helped him?" Merlin wondered. "Jocelyn says the boy's destiny is the opposite of mine."

The Great Dragon nodded, slowly.

"That is jet to be discovered."

Nothing is certain, that's for sure! Jocelyn puts down her phone on the dinner table. Which should make me feel better, but I just feel confused. Suddenly, Merlin storms inside the clinic followed by Gaius and a short, middle-aged woman.

"Ealdor is in danger!" he cries and starts pacing. "Uther won't send help, but that doesn't stop me from going back. We don't need him!... do we?"

He clocks Jocelyn with an inquiring look. She shakes her head and can guess what the issue is about. Kanaan, that selfish huligan attacking his home village.

"No, we'll manage." she smiles.

Merlin's mother, Hunith, looks politely at the young girl before turning to her son.

"Oh, mother, this is Jocelyn!" Merlin says, immediately in a better mood. "She's…"

He tries to think of something to describe her as, but his head is a blank.

"A friend!" Jocelyn finishes and takes Hunith's hand. "Nice to meet you."

"I only wish the circumstances could have been better."

Jocelyn smiles, comfortingly.

"They will be."