49 Crap Dates And 1 Damn Well Good One- Chapter 11

Sorry that the last chapter was quite short but to make up for it I'll try and do this one longer bearing in mind I'm really rubbish at writing long chapters but I'll try. Thanks to you guys who constantly review every chapter and are loyal to this story if you can be loyal to a story? But thanks :) and enjoy!

'Walk towards the door Gwen', Morgana instructed from downstairs with her laptop, listening through to the headphones hidden underneath Gwen's curly hair. As Morgana was the one being the more technical yet more devious one out of the two, she was the one who had came up the ingenious, evil master plan and had therefore got the whole thing ready and waiting... in her head. Unfortunately it involved too much of Gwen for Gwen's liking especially when Morgana had come up with the slogan 'seduction s the key' to rear Gwen on which it didn't and instead pushed her further away from the all important 'Operation reveal the knight in shining armour's true colours'

'Ouch!', Gwen screeched as Morgana's sharp voice pierced through her ears way too loudly, reaching out to her ears to take the blasted thing out.

'Don't you dare Gwen! You asked for my advice and now I'm giving it you', Morgana scolded.

'Yes but I didn't ask to become deaf by the end of it!', Gwen viciously whispered as to not raise suspicion from what was behind Lancelot's door.

'Gwen, shut up!', Morgana ushered 'If he hears you he'll think you're with the fairies and that doesn't work with my slogan, fairies don't come into seduction with knights in shining armour, more like hop- scotch flirting with Peter Pan...', Morgana rambled. 'Anyway what I'm trying to say is just keep to what I'm saying alright?'

Gwen nodded meekly unable to get out of this now, she wished she would have just kicked him out, it would have been way simpler and yet she trusted Morgana to control her like a robot and obey her slogan 'Seduction is the key'. What was the world coming to?

'Ok, knock on Lancelot's door and from now on you copy what I say', Morgana said like a proper spy.

Gwen did as her mistress instructed with a light tap on the door to see Lancelot's sodden face but in the corner of her eye in-between the gap on the door she saw his belongings all packed up in cases ready to go. He had obviously given up on hope with Gwen and was ready to leave it there. She used to love him and they used to be so happy together, how had it all come to this? From what she had learnt one tiny, little cell could tear a whole relationship apart ripping love and replacing it with hate and that was what she felt now.

'Yes Gwen?', Lancelot asked not meeting her eyes, his feelings still hurt from the rejection from the previous night, his voice bringing Gwen out of her trance.

She immediately panicked wishing that she really wasn't in this situation but she was. What was done was done even if it still hurt. But at least she always had Morgana to lean on in her times of need like now Morgana was speaking through the headphones leading Gwen on saying 'May I talk to you about yesterday'

'May I talk to you about yesterday?', Gwen asked repeating Morgana's exact words.

An 'oh- oh' look swept across Lancelot's face like a naughty school child guilty of breaking one of the school rules. But he knew this was going to come sooner or later so he replied 'Of course, come in' rather reluctantly.

Gwen followed him inside the room to find everything as she had saw it from the gap, all neatly packed away except for a few provisions like of course his comb on the bedside table ready for it to be run through his long locks at any emergency. She resisted to roll her eyes as she scanned the room and found it but was stopped when she met Lancelot's large, hazelnut eyes that she promised herself she would never fall into again.

'About yesterday I was totally bang out of order and...', Lancelot trailed unable to meet her eyes again an instead looking towards the net curtained window looking out to the garden.

'I understand fully now snog my face off', Morgana ordered down the headphones determined to get this over and done with so she could maybe record it then blackmail Gwen out of her nutella rations for months. There were advantages to everything.

'I understand... what?', Gwen half repeated in shock and yet she knew Morgana would pull a stunt like this.

'Sorry what did you say?', Lancelot asked partially confused from Gwen's sudden outburst.

'Sorry', she apologised 'What I MEANT to say was I understand fully about yesterday. It's difficult and hard to move on you know from what...', said Gwen exaggerating on the 'meant' part to kill Morgana's ears for even saying such a thing.

'Gwen please don't', Lancelot sighed his face turning to face hers now, she could now see the pain in his eyes now that reflected the pain in his heart, the breath quaking to find his normal rhythm, and his eyes streaming down with tears that he tried so hard to keep closed to the world. This was the man she used to love and yet she had the decency to burn his heart and spread the ashes across her smile. Why did she have to hurt him even more?

'Now push him up the wall and snog his face off!', tormented Morgana working Gwen as her evil little minion. Oh yeah, she remembered the reason now, Morgana.

Gwen instantly pulled the headphones from her ears letting then drop to the floor as she crushed them under her tiny feet as she heard the last feeble squeaks of Morgana's ranting, begging Gwen not to do this, unknown to the blindness of Lancelot's eyes for they were blurred full to the brim with tears.

'I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come. I'll leave you be', Gwen walked towards the door, her hatred now replaced with guilt that was left within.

'No, wait', pleaded Lancelot his face turned to the window again looking down on the garden below where the lilies grew in a long line stretched along the borders of the garden, tended to daily by Gwen carefully until the winter came and they just died away just like she did but in the spring the lilies sprung back to life as Gwen would hope she would but she never did.

'I see you have lilies in your garden, they're beautiful', Lancelot smiled softly reaching out to touch the glass.

'Nearly as beautiful as her', sighed Gwen thinking of her beautiful baby girl covered in blood with her eyes stone cold as she shivered remembering the nightmares she faced every time she shut her eyes scared that this would one day happen again and her future of having her own child would be cursed and destroyed with sad memories of the daughter she had come to call Lily.

'I wouldn't know I never got to see her', regretted Lancelot. Out of all his mistakes in his life he hated himself the most for leaving Gwen in what was probably the most difficult time of her life, blaming her for what had happened when it was just as much as his fault and leaving his daughter behind when he hadn't even let go of her yet.

Gwen walked forward slowly towards him and on her tip- toes brought her lips lightly to his forehead leaving the beginnings of his daughter imprinted on his heart.

'I can take you to her', she whispered softly into his ear, intertwining her fingers with his and leading him to their daughter.

Intertwined fingers led the way through the crunchy, golden leaves of the beginning of winter as they strode through the deserted forest that only they knew. It was where they first met and the last time they departed. The place Gwen had buried her beloved daughter Lily.

'I come here sometimes just to feel her small fingers clutch around my hand or her spirit in here', she sighed pointing to her heart staring on at the small tree she had planted to mark her daughter's peace, now ready to die from the harsh winter current and lifeless from its loss of leaves.

'You're probably thinking it's rather silly but that's just the way I feel', she sighed shielding herself from the autumnal colours of the wind.

Lancelot smiled but the tears fell from his eyes, the wind biting at his skin as he held Gwen closely pulling her into a tight embrace. He would never get to see the face of his daughter, watch her grow up, teach her to walk, bring her to school argue about her boyfriends when she was a teenager or walk her down the aisle but she would always be there with him in his heart. 'It's not silly at all'

I just thought I should do an emotional one for Lancelot coz I've kinda picked on him and he's a nice guy so he should get his chapter. Thanks for reading and please review. P.S. Did anyone watch Merlin this week? It was amazing!