I'm going to stop apologising for the length. I really can't control this. I stop when I feel it's right! *shrugs*

Enjoy! :)


Edinburgh

1st June 1858

Today, I turned 1300-years-old.

Or round about that. All I know is that I was born in the 558th year in summer. The exact date is lost, as a peasant you wouldn't need to remember your birthday. You count in summers. Or winters. Depends which season you were born in.

I've decided that this day is my birthday as it is also my "death". I have come close to actually dying a few times (mainly in Arthur's lifetime) but I have never faked my death.

It needs to be done. Medicine is moving on. Only this year they introduced registration for Doctors. I need to start again.

As for my actual "death". Someone is going to walk in here when I don't come to work. See me. Bury me.

That last bit is unnerving. I'll be underground. Alive. Underground. Not looking forward to it.

I haven't decided what to do once I'm young again. Which university to go to for starters. Then whether or not I want to take a year out. The "New World" over the Atlantic is yet to be explored - by me, at least! Already mass amounts of people - especially from the Highlands of Scotland - have been immigrating there.

I wonder if they're worried about me now. It's almost noon and my work begins at 8 o'clock.

I wish I didn't have to do this. I must get ready, I have to appear dead if I'm going to have any success.

4th June 1858

I hated every second of it.

When poor old Alex walked in, I almost gave it up! He was so upset. We've been friends since University. I hate myself for doing that to him. He was so paniced and the thing's he said. I don't even want to write them down. I'll never repeat that. He was my best friend in a long time. Except I didn't tell him about me. He knew about my magic - he found out by accident. But I never told about my age. I couldn't. I wouldn't!

Then there was everyone else. All my colleagues - even the people I only met once - came to my funeral. My funeral. That's so weird to write. If only I could

I don't know how to finish that. Could what?

I can't do anything about it. I just need to keep telling myself that "It'll be alright,". Even if I know it isn't!

I need to go home first. I need to sort out my cottage before I go anywhere. No-one here knows about my cottage so John - or John's son - will need to know I'm dead aswell. I'll pose as my son and break the news. As I'm going away again, I'll let them live there for longer. I don't know if I'll ever live there again.

No. I will. Eventually.

My cottage

13th September 1858

It feels so good to be home. Even if I'm only here for a couple of days.

Old John had died just a couple of month's ago. His son looks after my cottage now. This is the first time we've met and I'll be more than happy to let him look after my home.

I'm just staying long enough to strength his - Andy's - position as my cottage's guardian, then I'll check my spells and move on.

I've decided that I will be going to the New World after all. At least for a couple of years. Then I will return to start at university again. The new revelations made by fellow doctor's in the last fifty years should make it a challenging experience.

Actually if medicine gets even more advanced I might have to go further back into a grammar school.

I hope not. My skills in science are satisfactory at the moment but if I need an actual qualification I don't know what I'll do.

For now, anyway, I'll concentrate on my new adventure.

I wonder what awaits me in America?


AN: Before finishing this chapter, I went to find my story in the Browse section (as you do! *shakes head*) and found an absolutely a-ma-zing story about what Camelot would be like with mobile phones. It's so funny, I totally recommend it if you like a laugh! It's called Merlin Text Messages by K. A. Carlyle! (It's in my fav's!)

Getting back to MY story! What did you think of this one? Please review!

I will like to thank everyone who has reviewed, followed and fav-ed my story so far! The support has been brilliant!

I will also like to reveal that there will be a sequel! I just have to continue this, I got too many idea's! I've already started to plot the sequel even though I'm nowhere near finishing this yet!

And... breath.

Have I covered everything?... Nope!

Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin! ;)