Author's Note: I hate geometry, it takes away from my fanfiction time.

Disclaimer: I don't own it

Gwaine stared at the boat nervously,

"Are you sure that will be able to carry us all?" he asked, not for the first time. Freya glared at him,

"Yes, I'm sure!" she snapped, "now get in there" she pointed to the boat, where everybody else was waiting, "or," she threatened, "We'll leave you behind." Gwaine thought for a moment,

"Fine," he sighed, "but if we drown, I am never speaking to you again." Freya ignored him,

"Okay, is everybody ready?" she asked, seeing that everybody was, she climbed in to the boat, holding her hand over the water she whispered,

"gerecan" slowly the boat began to move through the water towards the far shore,

"How long will it take us to get there?" Leon asked, Freya sat down next to Merlin and rested her head on his shoulder,

"A couple of hours." She said, Arthur looked at her in surprise,

"That long? Can't we go any faster?" Freya glared at him,

"You rush a miracle worker, you get lousy miracles." She told him

-Ten Minutes Later-

"No, Gwaine," Merlin said, "We are not there yet."

"Oh, okay….. How about now, are we there yet?"

"No."

"How about…"

"No Gwaine! We are not there yet!" Merlin yelled, Arthur looked at Freya,

"I don't suppose there's anything you can do to shut him up?" he asked, Freya looked at him curiously,

"I thought you believed magic was evil?" Arthur shrugged,

"So did I, but I'm not really sure anymore." He smiled, "Besides, anything that keeps Gwaine quiet can't be totally bad." Freya thought for a moment,

"I know a spell that might work," she said, "Would you like me to try it?" Arthur considered it,

"Go ahead." He said finally,

"ádumbian Gwaine" she whispered, Arthur and her watched as Gwaine opened his mouth to speak, and no sound came out.

"Thank goodness," Merlin sighed, "I was about ready to kill him." Arthur laughed,

"Merlin," he said, "Somehow I doubt you could kill anyone." For a moment it seemed that Merlin flinched, but he was sure he must have imagined it. Soon the gentle rocking of the boat and the peace and quiet lulled him to sleep.

It felt like he had just barely closed his eyes when Arthur was shaken awake by Leon,

"Sire," he said, "Freya says that we're almost to the valley."

"Thank you, Leon." Arthur said, looking around, the trees surrounding them had thinned out and the air was filled with a gray mist. As he watched they passed between two giant dragons carved of stone. The boat came to a stop on the far shore, and they climbed out.

"Any idea as to where we should go next, Sire?" Leon asked, before Arthur could answer him, they heard a familiar voice to the right of them,

"Geez, they let anyone in here these days." Merlin turned to look and a huge smile broke out on his face,

"Lancelot!" he called, and sure enough, he stepped out of the mist,

"Did you miss me?"\

Gerecan- move

ádumbian Gwaine- mute Gwaine

Author's Note: Yeah, I know I'm evil ending the chapter like that, but nobodies a saint.