Thank you for the reviews. And for you continued support.

So this is the last chapter of this story. I hope you have enjoyed it.

As previously mentioned, the chronological order of this story goes chapter 2, 3, 1, 5, 6, 7, 4, 8, 9, 10. So either you can read it again in that order or read it in the order I wrote it.

No new Merlin story will be up til after my exams. I have worked out that I have to smash these exams to get the grade I want.

The next story will be The Dragon's Choice, aimed to be up on 11th May.

Chapter 10

Love

She paced up and down the hall. She knew that something was wrong, she just felt it. Probably the dream she had about arrows raining down on her didn't help. She knew that Gwen was getting annoyed at her because she was make her more anxious but she couldn't sit still, nor could she be with her children. She needed to be here when the scout came to deliver the news. She had to stop herself from shouting at the poor boy when the doors opened and he ran in.

"I am here an announce that after four long years, the war is over. King Arthur had a great victory at Camlann. There was a time when I thought it wasn't going to happen but Mordred and a band of druids came in to save the day. They fought alongside King Arthur and helped him to victory. He knighted them there and then. A proper ceremony will be required though."

"Of course, as well as a great celebration for their victory." Gwen replied.

"And what of my husband?" Morgana asked.

The scout looked nervous as he turned to her. "Lord Merlin was wounded on the battlefield. We had just entered Camlann when they attacked us from above with arrows. Lord Merlin placed up a shield to stop our men from dying but did not see the marksmen that were aimed at him. He is currently fighting for his life."

Morgana was glad that the table was still out from the last council meeting as she grabbed on to one of the chairs to stop herself from falling over as her legs buckled. It was the news that she was expecting but it was the news she didn't want to hear. She thought back to the times when they were with the druids and how they had explained that in another language, Emrys meant immortal. How could Merlin be fighting for his life if he was immortal?

She only heard Gwen when she placed her hand on her shoulder.

"Go to him. You are a great healer, as I have been told many times. You can save him."

All Morgana could do was nod before she stood back and muttered a spell.

He knew that he was going in and out of consciousness. He heard Arthur's shouts of his name before someone telling someone that they shouldn't take the arrows out of him before another voice telling him about the great victory.

He knew that he was in a fever as well. He just felt hot all the time and could never find the strength to open his eyes.

The thing was he wanted to remain conscious. He didn't want to fall back into the dreams he was having. He dreamt about another time, when the battles they just fought weren't against the Sarrum but Morgana. He dreamt about Morgana and Aithusa being trapped in a well by the Sarrum. He dreamt about his magic being taken from him. He dreamt about Mordred turning against Arthur. He dreamt about Mordred and Arthur killing each other.

He slipped back into a dream. This one was different. He was trying to help Arthur up. They had stopped in the middle of the clearing. He was trying to get him to stand up so that they could get to their destination. Arthur stopped him. It sounded like he was saying goodbye. He held him close to him as Arthur died in his arms.

"Merlin!" He heard through the dream.

It was a voice that he was very familiar with. In the dream, he spoke her name.

"Merlin, you idiot. I told you to be careful."

The dream slowly dissolved away, leaving him in a white room. Her voice. Maybe if he concentrated on her voice, she might bring him back. He felt a sharp pain from his abdomen.

"You are an idiot. I tell you now you are not dying. You hear me. You are not leaving me. Or Ade. Or Cai. Yes I named him without you. It is your own fault. You should have not allowed this war to go on as long as it did."

He laughed in his dream. He wanted to tell her to stop being bossy. He was just glad that she was here. If anyone was going to save him now, it would be her.

Merlin was glad to be back. Camelot was his home, now and always. He looked out the window over the great city.

Magic was now legal throughout the kingdoms. Both the Sarrum and Lot were killed during the fighting, leaving their kingdoms leaderless. It was on the victors to decide what was going to happen with them. Arthur had placed someone to rule Esstir, as it was Camelot's neighbour, while Amata was eventually spilt between Camelot, Caerleon and Nemeth. No one could decide what the best course of action for Amata. It has now become a place that anyone can go to. Mainly the druids reside there, giving them somewhere to finally settle down.

With the victory being regarded as Arthur's victory, he was able to reunite Albion. They wanted to make him High King but Arthur told them that they would just all pass the same laws. Camelot would become the centre with any major laws being discussed in a meeting with everyone invited to have their say.

It could have been all so different. Merlin knew that because of the dreams he had during his fever. Arthur wouldn't have made it this far because he would have been killed by Mordred, a man who is now regarded as one of his most loyal knights. Merlin did feel proud that Mordred could get some recognition. They had spoken on the way back and Merlin had apologised to him about what he had done before. Mordred had accepted his apology, telling him that he would look forward to working with him how they should have done from the beginning.

"Father."

Merlin turned to see a boy running towards him. They had just returned and Morgana had told him to wait there for her to tell the children. This was the first time he was seeing his son. He only knew about him through the letters that Morgana had sent him. He knew that he was still healing and shouldn't but he could helped himself from picking up Cai as soon as he reached him.

"Cai! Be careful." Morgana said as soon as she saw him in Merlin's arms.

Ade had run up to him as well, still slamming herself into her father.

"Ade. I told you two to be careful. He is still healing."

Merlin turned to his daughter. "Miss me then?"

"Of course. It was awful. The last four years has just been mother worrying. Not that she will tell you that."

He looked up at Morgana, who was still looking cross at the fact that her children had disobeyed her. He couldn't stop himself from smiling. This was the family that he never thought he would have and they were living in the times that he had always hoped to live in. What was there not to smile about?