Author's Note: This is kind of a third part to the Lamia chapters. More of an aftermath really. I own nothing.

Enough

Merlin had had enough of this. She had enough of the knights, all save Lancelot, avoiding her eyes looking only at the floor whenever they were stuck in a room with her or making up excuses to get away. The first few days their avoidance had been welcome, the nightmares made it difficult to be in the same room as them anyway. But after the first week the nightmares faded and Merlin just wanted everything to go back to normal like it usually did. Things like this happened all the time and Merlin healed fast, not too fast because that would look suspicious but her bruises were nearly gone. All the ones that couldn't be seen with her shirt on were already healed. Her arm, the left one was still in a sling, with a broken wrist but it didn't really hurt anymore, only when she tried to use it. She was even back to work, light work, armor polishing, folding Arthur's laundry things like that.

But even now the knights avoided her like she had some kind of contagious disease. A few of the other knights shot her sympathetic looks and Arthur was still going harder on the four members of the round table than any of his other knights. Agrivaine kept shooting Merlin sympathetic looks that really made her want to slap him in the face, damn traitor. But that could wait for later, her first priority was to get all the knights and Arthur in one place so they could work this out. She wouldn't be able to do it alone. She set down Arthur's lunch tray on his desk and slipped out of the room while he was prattling on about some lord or another coming to visit, she'd get an earful later but if her plan worked then it would be worth it. She slipped down the hallways looking for Gwen and Lancelot.

Gwaine and Percival were sitting on the sidelines of the training field when Lancelot came jogging up to them. He looked slightly out of breath and worried. He had something in his hand. Gwaine raised an eyebrow at the other knight.

"What's wrong Lance?" Lancelot frowned at the two knights.

"Have either of you seen Merlin I can't find her." Both knights flinched at the mention of the maidservant they had so recently hurt. All four of the knights involved in what they now coined the incident were still beating themselves up about what they did. They were never going to be able to forgive themselves, they had all accepted that and they all knew Merlin was never going to forgive them either so they avoided her as much as physically possible. Gwaine had even given up alcohol as a kind of recompense.

"No what's wrong? Did something happen?" Gwaine couldn't stand the thought of Merlin getting hurt again. It was bad enough he had hurt her like that, it broke his heart into a million tiny pieces. Lancelot frowned deeply and held out the thing he was holding. It was Merlin's scarf and there was something red on the corner.

"I found this in one of the corridors. No one's seen her since she served Arthur his lunch, apparently he turned around and she vanished." The knights leapt to their feet attracting the attention of Leon and Elyan nearby. They came over and the other knights immediately told them what was going on and they all decided to go looking for Merlin. That was how they found themselves one by one trapped in the old council chambers locked in until they were all stuck in the dusty room. They looked at each other each rubbing minor bruises from their unceremonious journeys into the room. They all looked confused and a bit annoyed but most of them just looked worried. None of them had any idea what was going on but it couldn't be good. A door on the other side of the room opened and someone slipped into the room. The knights turned and cringed slightly. It was Merlin.

"We need to talk."

Gwaine was happy to see that Merlin was alright, but he was also ashamed of himself. He didn't want to be in the same room as her, he didn't want to remember hurting her. Didn't want her to remember it either and he reasoned that the best way to do that was avoiding her. None of them wanted her to remember that.

"Sit down." One of the other doors opened and Arthur was lead in by Gwen who closed the door after her. Gwen locked the door behind them and walked over to Merlin handing her the key.

"We need to talk about the way you lot have been acting lately." All of the knights flinched refusing to meet Merlin's eyes. Merlin sighed, it almost sounded like a growl.

"That is exactly what I'm talking about! Ever since we got back from the Longstead you have been refusing to even look at me. And trust me I know why but this has to stop! We can't keep avoiding each other, it will never work. Yes you hurt me, but here's the thing. None of you were in your right minds, you would never have hurt me willingly. I forgive you." At that all the knights looked up at her, shock in their eyes.

"I forgive you. Gwen forgives you." The future queen nodded at the knights. Merlin turned to Arthur.

"I know you're still mad at them too Arthur, I've seen the way you've been training them. You never push anyone that hard. You need to get over it, you prat. I honestly think they've punished themselves enough." Arthur frowned at the knights then rolled his eyes and nodded at his maidservant. She smiled at him slightly. Gwaine was the first to speak.

"Merlin, I am so sorry. I would never hurt you and I don't know if I can ever forgive myself for letting that thing control my mind and actions. You have no idea how sorry I am." Merlin stepped up to him a sad smile on her face.

"But I do know. I talked to Giaus about the Lamia, no man in history has ever been able to resist their influence. The fact that you couldn't either does not make you less of a man, it just proves that you, that all of you are human." The other knights looked around at each other, at her and smiled slightly.

"Besides you gave up mead! I think that really proves how sorry you are." Laughter broke out in the silent room. The rest of the knights made their apologies and when Merlin unlocked the door they dragged her off for a stiff drink at the local tavern. Arthur grouched about his maidservant not doing her job as he followed them, claiming that he had to make sure they were sober enough to go on patrol the next day. Things were starting to get back to normal.