A/N: Chapter 21! In this chapter, there will be some Meg and Gwen interaction! I don't own Merlin!
Meg's cast had finally dried and after a frenzied conversation between Meg and Arthur, we were finally ready to leave. I had tried to ask Arthur about what Mithian had told him but his embarrassment seemed to prevent him telling me anything.
His embarrassment did seem to alleviate once Mithian had gone and I couldn't help but feel immensely curious as to why it did.
Mithian had told me that she had to go back to work but I could tell that something was up as she didn't seem her usual bubbly self. As soon as I noticed this, I made a mental note to see if there was something wrong.
We (Meg and me) were now coming out of the hospital heading for the doors. Before I reached them, I noticed someone was calling to me.
"Guinevere…" Arthur called to me, running up me.
I looked at him questioningly as I heard him and I waited for him to catch his breath.
"Here, have this. In case you need someone to talk to you. A friend, you know." He told me, giving me a folded piece of paper.
Before I could thank him or give whatever it was back, he smiled at me and hearing his pager beeping ran back to paediatrics.
I quickly looked down to the folded piece of paper in my head, and saw his phone number.
I couldn't help but smile at the sight of it. Although, it was such a simple gesture, it was still nice of him to do it. Even though, I would feel slightly uncomfortable the first time I texted or called him, I would inevitably enjoy speaking to me. After only, what, 10 times of speaking to him, I knew that for certain.
Meg who had watched our exchange hobbled back to me, as she had gone a little head of me…. She looked at me knowingly and I had no idea why.
"Come on, Missy. Let's go home." I told her, whilst bending down to button up her coat.
At my words, her expression changed. It was one of confusion and on her little face, it looked out of place.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" I asked her, softly.
I knew she wanted to tell me or ask me something. It one of the traits she had inherited off me. Meg's an incredibly inquisitive child and as she's got older she's just the same.
"Are going back to live with Daddy or are we staying with Auntie Mithian?" Meg's face showed me that she had wanted to ask me that before but for some reason, she didn't.
At her words, my heart sunk. How would I tell her what was happening between Lancelot and I? I knew whatever I say would break her heart and I didn't want to do that.
"No, we're not, honey. We're staying with Mithian for a while. You like Mithian, don't you?" I asked her watching her reaction.
Meg nodded at my words but I knew she still wanted to know why.
"Alright, Mummy. Can we see the ducks first, though?" She asked me, happier.
I quickly agreed as I wanted her to be happy and not have to deal with the situation with Lancelot and me and even though, I knew I would have to tell her, I would wait until after we had got to Mithian's.
BACK AT MITHIAN'S- BED TIME
Meg had loved seeing the ducks even if she was slightly put out by the fact I wouldn't let her bring one home.
After I had explained to her that she would miss her family, Meg's pout disappeared and she seemed understand.
"Come on, Meggie. It's bed-time." I called to her, as she was doing her teeth.
It wasn't too long after that she came to me, showing her newly cleaned teeth and came flouncing into bed. Well- as smoothly as she could given her cast!
As she did so, I tucked in the duvet around her so she was snug.
"Mummy, why aren't we going home?" She asked me, as soon as I had this.
I did have every intention of telling her about Lancelot and me but it never seemed like the right time.
Seeing that Meg wanted to know, I decided to be honest with her. After all, I had never lied to her before and I didn't want to start now.
"Well…erm, it's because…" I started telling her nervously. "…me and your Daddy aren't going to be married anymore, sweetie." I told her, cautiously.
I wasn't sure that she would be able to grasp what was the full extent of what I was saying but I still need to tell her.
She immediately looked panicked by my words and her eyes began to fill with tears and I quickly tried to re-assure her as I gathered her up in my arms.
"Oh, baby. It doesn't change that we love you." I told her, emphatically.
I wanted to try and tell her that it wouldn't mean that she wouldn't see Lancelot anymore but it's not up to me. I can't exactly force him to spend time with her if he doesn't want to. Unfortunately…
"But I'll never see him." She reasoned to me, upset.
It was as I had feared. She was worried about that but I couldn't help but notice that she had always yearned for his attention and I suppose us getting divorced has re-enforced her need for his love.
I shook my head at her words, trying to show her that she was wrong.
"No, my love. You'll still see him." I told her, seriously. Even though, I had said it with such conviction, I still felt unsure.
I tried to shake the feeling by thinking that I was being stupid. Even if it didn't seem as if Lance was the man I married, I doubt he would make a little girl suffer for it.
A/N: There you go. It is only 1 chapter away from the stalker getting his revenge and I thought that a chapter on Meg and Gwen's relationship was due.
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