A Fight to Remember

A.N.: The first part of this story isn't from anyone's POV. That starts a little later on. R&R Please. Contains Slash (Male/Male relationships) if you don't like it don't read it.

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Spoilers: None that I can think of, sorry if there are and I forget to warn you! Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter!

A.N. 2: Hey guys, I'm back!! Luckily my laptop wasn't damaged in the fire, so I didn't have to re-write the chapter. pleasr R&R!!!

Morgana sighed, walking through the forests towards the town of Ealdor. She'd never forget the last time she came here, but today she was going to buy supplies and look at what had changed for Merlin. She had borrowed one of Gwen's simpler dresses so she didn't stand out, and gone towards the village. She hoped Gwen would guess where she had gone, as she didn't want to worry everyone.

Arthur POV

"Dammit! Why does she have to wander off like this? She could be anywhere." God, Morgana was going to get a hell of a punishment when she finally came back. She'd always been fairly good in forests, so I wasn't too worried. I wouldn't be surprised if she'd gone down into Ealdor to buy supplies and just look round at what had changed. But then why didn't she tell Gwen? I thought, sighing. "Gwen, did Morgana mention wanting to go into the village? She might've gone to get supplies for us." I said, hoping Gwen would say yes. She looked up, thinking for a minute before answering. "Yes, now you mention it. She borrowed one of my plainer dresses because she wanted to 'See what had changed since the battle'." She said, and I relaxed. "Could you go and find her? Just so we know for certain that that is where she is." I asked, smiling. Gwen nodded, before walking in the direction of the village. I beaconed Merlin over, smiling. "Have you found her?" He asked as he got to me I shook my head. "No, but we think she's gone down to the village to see how they're adapting after the battle" I told him, smiling. "Don't worry Merlin, it'll be okay I promise," I said, hugging the young warlock.

Merlin POV

I was so glad that we knew where Morgana was. Uther would torture us if he caught us and found out that she had disappeared. I smiled, hugging back. "I'm going to talk to the others, tell them that Morgana's okay. It'll raise morale a lot." I said, before kissing his briefly and walking back to the crowd of people. I smiled, going to sit down to my mother. "They think Morgana just went down to the village, it'll all be okay," I said, smiling. I was so glad this plan had worked, especially as it meant I could see my mother again. I smiled, taking my mothers hand. "How are you feeling today?" I asked, but my mother's reply was cut off as cheers erupted, and Morgana walked into the circle followed by Gwen. They came and sat near me. "IK gave all the grieving families your condolences, Merlin. I knew you'd want me to. I also bought some fruit and vegetables, so we can have stews and broths for a while before we start the foraging." She said, handing me the bag. "The village is protected by ditches and wooden spikes now, they're much better defended. You need not worry." She said, smiling. I smiled back, glad that she had gone down.

(Three Weeks Later) ~|~|~|~|~ (Three Weeks Later)

I relaxed, curling up under my blanket in the makeshift shelter I had built. We had built up a fairly good community in the three weeks we had been here, and it wasn't that different compared to my childhood. We had roves over our heads and food on our plates, so we were happy. Everyone was a lot closer, Arthur was no longer called 'My Lord' by anyone, nor was Morgana called 'My Lady' by anyone, apart from Gwen when it had been a long day. I smiled, quickly falling into a doze, but the sound of hooves woke me, and suddenly I was wide-awake and stood outside, looking towards the sound. Silently –Arthur had taught me how to move quickly and quietly through woods- I approached, and saw a group of six soldiers moving slowly towards the encampment. They had the Camelot coat of arms on their shields. Cursing silently, I rushed back to camp, and woke Arthur Morgana and Gwen. "There are six of Uther's soldiers coming towards us. They bear Camelot's coat of arms" I whispered, motioning to where they were, and nearly punching Lancelot in the face as he came out of his hut. Arthur nodded at me, meaning g he wanted me to show them. I started to walk back towards them when I heard a cry of "I've found tracks!" so I ran, as quietly as I could before stopping about thirty yards away from them. Using the ventriloquism I had learnt, I threw my voice to there opposite side of them "What do you want?" I asked, smiling as they turned away from us. But they were clever, and quickly stood in a circle. "We are looking for a band of filthy traitors who escaped execution. We believe they came this way." The leader said. "One of them is a sorcerer."