Merlin woke up in Gaius chambers.

His head hurt as if he were crashed into a tree by a dragon.

Not that any dragon would do that to him.

"Ahh, your awake" said a horribly cheery voice.

"What the hell do you want Prat?" asked Merlin as he rubbed his arm against his eye.

"To make sure that you are your proper age" smirked Arthur.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" asked Merlin.

"Well, we had the honor of meeting your ten year old version, which we need to talk about the kidnappings, sixteen year old you, wow what a crabbit you git you were and we gave up, brought you back to Camelot and had Gaius knock you out until we were sure you had all your memories" smirked Arthur as he folded his arms.

"Come again?"asked Merlin.

The End