Title: The Wrong Emotion

A/N: Hello! I must caution, this chapter packs a punch, and ends rather abruptly, so I apologize for that. It's kind of short, but it will have a little bit of everything, and more angst. I admit though, the next one will be longer and better. Thank you to all who read and reviewed. I love you all!

-McDiggin'It

Chapter Eleven:

They've tried everything from taking Merlin to the office, to her sharpening his pencils and glaring at him, to ignoring him, to calling him Mr. Emrys (which still annoys him), to her taking his dry cleaned suits to his home at 6am. He still doesn't remember a thing.

However, Arthur was relieved to find that Merlin doesn't remember wanting to sell the company to his father before the accident. Though Uther was disappointed, his son was ecstatic because now he doesn't have to be stuck inside an office, reading paperwork he has no interest in reading or even touching. So as a small celebration of Merlin keeping his company, Arthur invites the man to have a drink with him at a pub not far from the office.

Of course, Merlin had declined, but Arthur was having none of it. He practically dragged Merlin to the pub and immediately ordered them a round of shots. Needless to say, Merlin woke up with the great grandmother of all headaches and yelled at Arthur for making him drink so much.

"Chided." Arthur had said as they sat down for breakfast inside Merlin's dining room. Arthur had showed up early the next morning with some Aspirin for Merlin's headache.

"What are you talking about?" Merlin asked the blonde man confusedly as he began to peel a banana.

Arthur rolled his eyes. "I didn't force you to do anything at the pub last night. I just chided you into letting loose a little bit."

Merlin grumbled under his breath and threw his uneaten banana at the man.

Arthur ducked easily, laughing at the look on Merlin's face. "At least you had fun."

Merlin said nothing. He won't admit it aloud, but Arthur was right. He did have fun. He also would never admit that hanging out with Arthur was easy and effortless, kind of like hanging out with a brother. Usually, Merlin would get bored of talking to one person for more than 10 minutes. But in the 4 hours he spent trying to outdrink the blonde man, not once did the thought of bolting cross his mind.

...

Days turn to weeks as Gaius, Gwen, and Arthur try their best to recreate moments between Morgana and Merlin, but to no avail.

By the second month, Morgana was furious that Merlin still hadn't remembered a single thing about her. So she tried a different approach. She snapped at him the way she did when they argued, and even went as far as grabbing the lapels of his jacket and pulling him flush against her body. It was an exact reenactment of the last time they had kissed, except, she doesn't actually kiss him. She just stares at him, waiting for a reaction and enjoying the warmth of his body against hers.

And though she does get a reaction from him, it's not exactly the one she was looking for. Merlin had blinked at her like she just sprouted a second head before asking her if she'd lost her mind. She had then let him go and stormed out of his office with a strong desire to murder all things dark-haired and blue-eyed.

Arthur would stop by the office, checking on Merlin and Morgana every now and then, and Gwen would always go over to eat lunch with Morgana at her desk everyday. Freya would show up sometimes, fussing over Merlin and using her fingers to comb his hair back in a way that made Morgana's blood boil. They could tell that the act irritates Merlin. He would snap at Freya to stop doing that, and Morgana would crack a smile. It's a very small victory, but she'll be damned if she doesn't admit to herself that it feels good to see that Merlin isn't exactly over the moon for Freya.

By the time Winter came around, Morgana almost couldn't take it anymore. She sent out copies of her resume' to several different stock companies, though she didn't really have any intentions of actually leaving Camelot Stocks. She just felt overwhelmed by everything that's happened, or rather, the lack of anything happening between her and Merlin.

All she knows, is that being close to him while he still doesn't remember her, is probably the most painful thing she's ever been through.

...

It's too early on a Saturday when Gwen gets a phone call from her bestfriend, so she's half asleep when she answers with a groggy 'Hello?'.

"Did I wake you?" Morgana asks apologetically.

"No, your call did." Gwen replies sarcastically as she sits up and rubs the sleep out of her eyes with her free hand. "Is everything okay?" She glances over at her bedside clock and frowns. "It's 3am." She states matter-of-factly.

"Sorry." Morgana apologizes softly. "I couldn't sleep and- I'm sorry."

Gwen's eyebrows furrow, suddenly feeling wide awake at the obvious distress in her friends voice. "Morgana, are you okay?"

"Yes." Morgana answers, then pauses. "No... I don't know, Gwen."

"What is it?" Gwen asks worriedly as she gets out of bed and slips her house slippers on. She begins to walk to her closet, already looking for something to wear, and already making up her mind about driving to her friends place with some comfort food and a Bogey film.

Morgana's silence is unnerving, but not as much as when she informs Gwen with a shaky voice, "I called Gaius last night to check up on Merlin."

"And?" Gwen is getting a bit impatient with Morgana's long pauses.

There's a sniffle and a sigh, "He told me that Merlin had gone out with Freya on a date last night."

The other girl on the line frowns deeply as she pulls a pair of jeans and a green sweater from her dresser. "What did you say?"

"I just asked him if he could let me know when he gets back safely... Gwen, he didn't call me back." Morgana whispers frantically.

"Maybe he forgot... I mean the man is like a hundred years old, Morgana."

"No." There's a pause and the sound of shuffling fabric. "I just have this feeling that Merlin is still out with Freya... Or maybe they're at her place."

Gwen bites her lip, as she puts their call on loudspeaker so she can get dressed whilst still on the phone. "Did you try calling Gaius again?"

Silence drags for a few moments before she answers, "I'm scared of what he'll tell me."

"Like what?" Gwen's muffled voice asks through the inside of her sweater.

"I don't know, Gwen!" Morgana practically wails. "That Merlin and Freya are getting it on somewhere out there?!"

Gwen rolls her eyes at that, "I think you might be overthinking this, Morg-"

"No I'm not! He thinks he's in love with her!"

Gwen's eyes narrow as she begins to pull her jeans on. "Morgana, are you in love with Merlin?"

Another pause, followed by a sigh greets the olive skinned girls ears. "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Gwen asks skeptically.

"Yes!"

"Yes, you don't know? Or yes you're in love with Merlin?"

"Gwen." Morgana says warningly.

The other girl sighs heavily as she pulls her jeans on. "You have to figure it out, Morgana."

"But I've never been in love before! How am I supposed to know what that feels like?"

Gwen bites her lip again as she takes a seat on her bed whilst images of a blonde man with extraordinary eyes and a dazzling white smile invades her mind. She smiles to herself before answering. "Well for one, you find yourself thinking about that person all the time. They infuriate you in the worst way possible, and yet you can't bring yourself to hate them... Not completely anyway. And you find yourself comparing pretty much everyone on the planet to them, and realizing that the person you're in love with always comes up on the winning end."

Morgana gasps, putting a hand over her mouth quickly as her eyes widen. "Gwen, are you in love with someone?"

There's a scoff, followed by multiple spluttering stutters. "Psshh, no- I- I'm not really- I don't know what you're talking about and-"

"It's Arthur isn't it?" Morgana asks teasingly. Gwen's silence is answer enough.

"Are you angry?" She asks warily. After all, Arthur is Morgana's ex boyfriend.

"Not about you and Arthur." Morgana chuckles, happy for her friend. "I always knew he had a thing for you, and-"

"Wait, what?" Gwen asks incredulously. "What are you talking about?"

"Gwen, don't tell me you hadn't noticed the way he's been looking at you since the day he met you."

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Morgana."

Morgana rolls her eyes with a sigh, "He likes you, Gwen. That much I'm sure of... And I think that's why he wasn't so angry about me practically cheating on him with Merlin. I'm thinking part of him wasn't into our relationship because he likes you more."

There's a long silence as Gwen thinks about all the times she had caught Arthur looking at her. She thought it was a coincidence, that he had been glancing at her at the same time she had glanced at him, but now that she thinks about it, those glances had happened too many times to be a coincidence. "I'm so confused right now." She groans as she gets up and heads to the bathroom to fix up her hair and brush her teeth. "How did we even get to me and Arthur? We were talking about you just a few minutes ago."

Morgana sighs, knowing that this was Gwen trying to change the subject. It's not just her and Merlin who are having quite the dilemma now.

Gwen shows up to her flat nearly half an hour later with a large tub of ice cream, and 3 selections of DVDS from her classics collection. They argued for 10 minutes over what to watch, Gwen wanting to watch Casablanca, and Morgana wanting to watch something where everyone dies. They ended up settling on Morgana's choice of 'The Miracle Mile' simply because Morgana argued that she was the one who needed comforting, and she wants to see death and destruction. Gwen at least has a 98% chance of getting the man she wants while Morgana has a mere 20%. Fifty percent went to Merlin remembering her, and 30% went to Merlin actually wanting to be with her because it's not a guarantee that he'll even want her even if he remembers.

...

It was impulsive. He doesn't exactly know why he did it, but he had the bloody thing in his pocket from when Gaius had given it to him and he forgot it there until he found them again upon wearing the pants he left it in. They had just left the movies, and he just... Suggested it to her. More like blurted it out. He didn't mean to. He honestly doesn't know what the hell he was thinking when he said it to her, but she said yes, and then she had kissed him, and instantly, a pair of green eyes invaded his vision and he closed his eyes against it and kissed Freya back as much as he could. Try as he might though, the image of the other girls face would not leave his mind.

He couldn't get Morgana out of his head. And as he sat in his car, staring out over the city lights he knew that the decision he made earlier that night, was his subconscious way of getting the green eyed girl out of his head.

He hates being like this. Sometimes, he'll realize a huge chunk of his memory is missing. And he'll be lost in silence, trying to remember, but never succeeding.

He spends the whole night sitting in his car and staring out into the night sky while he thought of what he did tonight. He wanted to feel happy, free, and like he has something to look forward to, but all he feels is emptiness, sadness, dread, and loneliness. And he hates it. He can't even force himself to feel anything remotely good.

And he thinks he knows the reason why.

...

She's with Arthur and Gwen at the office when they each received a text message from Gaius.

Meet inside Merlin's home in half an hour.

They exchanged confused looks while each ignoring the fact that Gaius had actually sent them a text. Not that it would be impossible for a man of his age to know how to text, but he always seemed like someone who preferred the old school way of communication like picking up the phone and calling. So they figured it must be something important.

Upon arriving, Gaius gave them somber looks. Morgana instantly felt her stomach sink.

Gwen was the first to speak, asking the old man quietly, "Is everything okay, Gaius?"

The old man shook his head and asked them to follow him into the living room, and that's why they're currently sitting on the couch inside Merlin's home.

"Where's Merlin?" Morgana asks tentatively.

"He's with Freya."

She instantly regrets asking, but nods anyway. "So why did you call us here?"

Gaius stares at them for a very long moment, his eyes avoiding Morgana's in particular. "You 3 have been the only constants in Merlin's life recently, which I'm very grateful for. You're all really good friends to him even if he doesn't admit it."

Confused glances are exchanged around the room. "What are you talking about?" Arthur asks confusedly.

Gaius sighs and points to the table in the center of the room, where hundreds of white envelopes were stacked neatly. "Freya had these sent in this morning, and asked me to send them out for her and Merlin."

Arthur takes one from the large stack and inspected it. Only a name was written in fancy bold lettering in the front.

Morgana Le Faye

Arthur glances at Morgana and hands it to her. "It's got your name on it." He says before taking another envelope from the stack.

Guinevere Thomas

Handing it to Gwen, he picks up a third one and sees his own name.

Arthur Pendragon

"Gaius, what are these?" Gwen asks cautiously. Neither of them had even dared to open the envelopes after Gaius had mentioned Freya.

The old man sighs and leans forward, looking at them with a sad expression. "They're invitations."

"To what?" Arthur asks impatiently. All this pausing and sighing was slowing the process of them finding out what the bloody hell is going on.

Morgana's heart begins to sink. She thinks she knows exactly what the invitations are for.

"To Merlin and Freya's engagement party."

...

A/N: Hello again! So, this is the most chapters I've ever written for a fic and I have to say it's an accomplishment I'm proud of. Usually I get bored of writing something after 7 chapters of it, and then I end it abruptly and start writing something else. I know that's kind of an asshole thing to admit, but it's the truth. But fret not my fellow Mergana fans, I will finish this fic exactly the way I planned to finish it. Anyway, I want to apologize for the cliff hanger yet again. I know, I tend to have too many cliff hangers, but I promise you, the next one will be a good read. Also, do you guys think I kind of pushed the engagement between Freya and Merlin too quick?Review and let me know what you think of this chapter, please!

-McDiggin'It