Please don't hate me! I know I'm late but I started writing another story, so yeah. Phew. OH MY GOD MERLIN IS ENDING! NOOOOOOOOO! WHAT IS UP WITH THE BBC, EH? ARE THEY MAD? I'm seriously gonna cry at the last episode, mainly because it ended, but also because we didn't f*****g get Mergana! Ahhhhhh! Ok, rant over. Sorry if I offended anyone. Chapter 10! I'm hopefully going to be able to finish this by Christmas, or at least by the end of Merlin... :(

Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin. If I did there would be 20 series, not 5.

"Arthur, I need to speak to you."

He rides a few paces ahead of her, the knights surrounding them for protection. Merlin is made to walk, his hands bound by a rope. Sir Thomas is on the other end of the rope and has ever so kindly given up his horse for her. It still doesn't change her opinion of him since he helped to murder at least a dozen innocent people. Merlin lets out a small yelp as the knight yanks to cord forward, making the rope cut into her friend's wrists. She sees him smirk and he does it again.

"Arthur." She calls to him again, this time through gritted teeth.

"What?"

"I want to speak to you," she repeats.

"I know, you said that about 30 seconds ago," he says flippantly.

"You didn't answer."

"I didn't know I was supposed to."

Morgana rolls her eyes. She feels like they are children again, all the snide comments, bickering, or just plain ignoring eachother.

"Well, you were." She replies haughtily.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You can talk to me now, then."

Her heart sinks. "But I wanted-"

"Wanted what?" He huffs, she knows she is beginning to wear away his patience. She digs her heels into her horse's sides and it bucks forward, reaching Arthur in a few steps. He glances over at her, as if only really acknowledging her for the first time.

"Can we talk in private?"

He frowns. "Without the knights?"

Well, duh. "Arthur, please." Morgana is desperate for him to listen to her, she knows Uther won't.

He sighs and dismounts his horse, with the knights following suit.

"It's okay." Arthur taps his water pouch. "Morgana's thirsty. We were just going to fill it up."

The two walk away to a small clearing, about 50 metres away from the knights.

"Arthur look. Merlin hasn't done anything wrong, he was just trying to help me. He didn't kidnapp me and neither did the druids. I - we, went to them to find out what my dreams - to find something out. And then you came with the knights and then you killed all the druids for nothing and they all probably thought I was a traitor and I was leading you to them and then I thought you were going to kill Merlin because you thought he helped the druids and just please don't punish him Arthur."

It all comes out like a tidal wave of information and she stares at him expectantly, wondering what he will say. He says nothing. She feels like smashing her head against a brick wall. Of course he'd never understand. What a failure of a human being she is, getting innocent people killed and not even being able to save her friend.

"I know." Arthur says suddenly.

The two words haunt her as much now as they did the first time around when Merlin had said them to her, the lady snd the servant stood awkwardly in the physicians chambers.

"What?"

"Well, I knew that Merlin would never do anything to hurt you-"

"What makes you say that?" Her eyes narrow.

Arthur smiles slightly. "Oh, come on. Don't say it like you don't know."

"Don't know what?" She asks innocently.

"You know, Morgana, for a highly intelligent woman, you can be very stupid at times." He laughs.

"Well, I obviously don't know, so why don't you just tell me?" She demands.

"The boy's in love with you!"

"No he is not!" Morgana yells at him, not caring if the knights can hear her. Merlin does not love her! For goodness sakes, she can't go within 5 feet of a man without Arthur presuming they're courting! She'll admit that they've been getting closer, but only as friends, right?

"Yes he is! Morgana, a blind man could see it." Arthur interupts her of her thoughts.

She blushes. Anyway... "So, if you knew Merlin wouldn't kidnapp me, then why is he being dragged along by a rope?"

The prince frowns at the sudden change of conversation, not able to keep up. "Merlin being dragged along by a rope? Oh, right, yeah, King's orders. I had my doubts with the druids as well, you know."

"I beg you pardon?"

"Well, I knew they would never attack or try to hurt anyone without reason and, I mean, they're a peaceful people anyway. And we helped them with Mordred, remember?"

She wants to scream. "So you knew they didn't kidnapp me?"

"I had doubts." He says quietly.

"But you ignored them? So, in your eyes, the druids hadn't done anything wrong, but you had them all killed anyway?" Her voice rises in anger.

"I was only following the King's orders."

"You could've changed his mind-"

"I tried."

"You should have tried harder. If you knew it was wrong then why didnn't you put a stop to it!?" She catches him off-guard and shoves him. Hard. So much so, that he almost falls backwards.

"Morgana, please listen to me." Arthur pleads with her.

"I don't even want to look at you." She is being to hard on him, she knows, but she wants to be angry at someone, anyone. Tears streak down her face at the thought of the druids, the women, the children. All of them wiped out in under 5 minutes.

"Please don't cry." He walks forwards and tries to wipe the wet away from her eyes, but she smacks his hands away. He looks hurt. "Morgana...please?" She gives a quick nod and Arthur embraces her tightly. His cold chain-mail is harsh against her skin and she hates it, there is no emotion in the hug, not for her, anyway. Not like when Merlin hugs her, which is always comforting, safe and warm.

"I do have one question, though," Arthur says after pulling away. "Is that why did you go to the druids in the first place? What did you have to find out?"

Oh dear, what a terrible chapter ending! I hope it's okay, I know it's not much after about two weeks, just Morgana and Arthur having a good ole chinwag in the woods. Um, yeah, it's really short but I did it in about an hour and it's rushed but who cares? Oh wait, you do. Oh, also I wasn't going to include the lovey dovey bit, but it seemed to fit okay.

Sorry if this chapter is a disappointment to you. You can:

1) Feel free to scream at me through a PM or review or whatever.

2) Or just tell me what to do to improve it!

Please choose the the second option, it makes me feel better.