Another Merlin fic. Sigh, I've become obsessed with another show. Anyways, I don't own Merlin, that's BBC's job. [jealous] This will be another rated M fic in my collection, so be warned there will be male sex, violence, and spousal abuse. If you can't read this kind of stuff, than stop and turn around. Anyone else, is welcome of course and I would love reviews.

Until Next Time

~Reiya

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Let Me Be Your Magic

Chapter 11.

Morgana just sat there watching him warily as he pulled a chair up. He ignored her for the most part, focusing mainly on pouring his drink without his hands shaking. His mind was still trying to wrap around the information she had just shared with him.

That the man that had been in the restroom with Merlin had not only been his abusive ex, but that he was also the one that sent Merlin to the hospital after raping him. He could feel something simmering underneath his skin, something black and ugly and uncontrollable. He took a large gulp of the bourbon in his glass, trying to get himself under control.

"So that was the 'trouble' Lance spoke of than?" He asked, looking up at the three of them. Gwen was sitting next to Morgana, worry clear on her face as she waited for him to react to the news. All three faces were uneasy and pinched as they relived memories of those months Merlin had been with Mordred.

"Yes." Lancelot confirmed for him, standing up to get his own drink. Morgana motioned for him to get her one too.

"So why did you seem so worried that he was there? Besides the fact of how he would affect Merlin."

Morgana gave a tired sigh but finally spoke, though softly. "The night Merlin went to the hospital, the police became involved. They tried to get Merlin to testify against Mordred for his trial, but Merlin refused to do it. They couldn't do much against him if Merlin refused to report the rape or testify." She paused as Lance handed her the drink, taking a sip. "They got him on minor charges, a few assault charges, disturbing the peaces, some unpaid parking tickets, but that was it."

"So shouldn't he be in jail still, or better yet, prison?" He asked, annoyed.

"It was jail and apparently someone paid his bail. He was released a couple weeks ago." All three of them looked at her. "I called the detective assigned to the case and asked if she could look it up. She was pissed. She was there when Merlin had been taken to the hospital and saw everything first hand."

Arthur gave a large sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose as a headache started to form. "So I need to keep an eye out for this guy?" He asked softly.

They nodded vehemently. Gwen looked close to tears. "I don't know how much more Merlin can take. He was so withdrawn after it happened and he's only just started to get over it." Morgana wrapped an arm around her shoulders, trying to calm her.

"Well, we'll just have to keep an eye on him and out for his ex. If we can figure out our schedules, than we should be able to keep Merlin in our sights." They nodded going over their schedules in their heads.

Merlin stared listlessly out the window. It had started to sprinkle a little and rain drops slide down the panes of the window lazily. He played over the scene from earlier in his mind. His cheeks heated up slightly at the way he had acted.

He certainly hadn't expected Arthur to react like that to his advances. He felt like such a slut right now and wouldn't be surprised if Arthur left him for someone else. That thought depressed him even further.

"You're a whore, a worthless piece of trash that nobody would ever want." He shook his head, trying to shake the memory from his mind.

He turned away from the window as the kettle started to whistle. As he lifted it up, a little of the heated water spilled out, burning his finger. "You stupid, clumsy, idiot. No wonder no one wanted you." Shaking his head harder, he set the kettle down on it's small stand, walking over to the sink to run water over the reddened flesh.

He stared down at the small scab on his palm. "You hurt yourself again. You always were too clumsy for your own good." He jumped when the door to his mother's room opened up. "Merlin, dear, I'm headed out for a few minutes. I need to pick something up from the store."

"Alright, mum." He said softly, watching her walk across the apartment to leave. Turning back around, he shut the water off, sinking down shakily onto the floor. He sat there for a few minutes, staring into space before a knock at the door had him glancing up. Had she forgotten money or her keys?

Standing on wobbly legs, he walked over to the door, opening it without looking through the spy hole in the wood. He just stood there blinking at the person in front of him.

Thin, pale lips stretched into a smile at the surprised look on his face. He took a small step forward and Merlin took a step back, too stunned to do anything else except gape at the figure in the room.

He continued to stalk forward, Merlin backing up until he was brought up short by the rug tripping him. He landed with a hard thump, still staring in a state of stupor.

"Tut, tut, still clumsy. Come now, Merlin, is this anyway to greet your boyfriend?" Mordred asked with a thinly veiled threat.

"Ex…" Merlin muttered.

"What was that?"

"You're my ex-boyfriend." He said just as soft as before.

"And who gave you permission to say we were over? I certainly never said that." He squatted down in front of the frozen man. "Hmm, and where did this come from?" He ran a fingertip over the small love bite just under the collar of his shirt, the one Arthur had given him in the car earlier. Merlin gave a shudder. "I know I didn't? Have you been cheating on me, Merlin? Is it that blonde I saw you with? I'm not surprised though. I'm gone for a month and you must have been lonely. I guess you were desperate enough to whore yourself to the first person willing to look at you in that way." He smiled thinly.

"It's not like that…I love him and he loves me back." He cried out in desperation, scrambling away from his touch.

"You really think that, do you?" He stood, following him. "You really need to learn the difference between lust and love, Merlin. Only I can truly love you, though you have been wearing my patients thin lately. This man only wants you for your body to gratify his own pleasure." Merlin huddled at the base of the wall he was trapped against.

"You're lying."

"Would I lie to you, Merlin?" He asked softly, voice smooth as velvet. Merlin looked conflicted. "Just to make myself clear, Merlin, you should break whatever it is with this guy off or who knows what may happen to him. Do you understand?" Merlin cringed back, shaking even more. "Do you understand?" He asked louder. Merlin nodded. "Good. By tomorrow. I'll see to tomorrow night, be ready." He leaned down and kissed him lightly on numb lips. "Until than, Merlin." He left with that, even shutting the door softly.

Merlin lay there shaking, tears burning at the corners of his eyes. He took a shaky breath, keeping the sob at bay. Standing unsteadily, he made his way to his room, ignoring the tea thing set out from before.

He shut and locked the door before collapsing onto his bed. Curling into a ball, he started to cry, keeping his jaw clenched to keep the sobs at bay. He listened as his mother came in.

There was a soft tapping at his door. "Merlin?" She asked softly. He ignored her. She tapped again. "You left the tea things out." She tried the handle, but it was locked. "Merlin?" She asked louder, worry in her voice.

"Ya?" His voice was low and hoarse.

"Are you alright?" She asked softly.

"Fine…just tired." He mumbled.

"Oh, well than good night."

"Night." He lay there listening to her as she put the things away and locked the house up. He was drifting into exhausted sleep and he just wanted to slip into oblivion before he had to face tomorrow and Arthur.

Hunith jumped as the small black phone on her nightstand started to vibrate. Picking it up she glanced at the number before answering it. "Hello, Morgana. Why the late night call?" She sat down at her desk.

"Just checking up on Merlin…and to warn you." She finished softly.

"About what?" She asked nervously, fear knotting her stomach.

"He's out, Hunith. Mordred is out of jail and it appears that he was in contact with Merlin, though it was brief."

"What? Why weren't we informed of this?" She asked hotly.

"It appears he slipped through the cracks, but someone paid his bail and he's out. Could you keep an eye on Merlin and watch out for Mordred while we're not there?" She asked.

"Of course. Oh, I hope Merlin isn't affected by this too harshly. He was just starting to get better. You can count on me."

"Thank you. Oh, and Arthur asked me to send a message through you to Merlin. He wants to meet up with him at the club tomorrow around six. I told him to call Merlin himself, but he thought Merlin might be asleep and didn't want to wake him. The idiot."

"It's alright. I'll tell him. Good night, Morgana."

"Good night." The phone hung up and she stared down at it. Unease knotted in her stomach as she felt a shadow darken the future. She could only hope that what ever was coming wouldn't destroy them or Merlin.

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Uh-oh, Mordred has made his move. Will Merlin do it, or fight? Well, you'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out. How will it end? I hope you enjoyed.

Until Next Time

~Reiya