"His...what..?" Gwaine breathed, shocked.
"I'm sorry...Morgana beat us to it..." Gaius said, looking down in silence.
"No...i wasn't quick enough..." Gwaine hissed and turned round, too ashamed to see Gaius's expression.
"We...we where going to go to the waterfall, i told him...i promised..." Gwaine croaked, tears falling down.
He let out a chocked sob and shook his head.
"NO, WHERE GETTING HIM BACK!" He cried and ran into Merlin's room to see a white blanket over him, he tore it off and gently cradled Merlin in his arms.
He went out of the room and stood in front of Gaius.
"I'm taking him to the druids, i promise he will come back alive Gaius..." Gwaine swore and left.
He walked along the forest with Merlin safely in his arms, he kept looking down at him and his pace picked up.
He arrived at a druid camp in the afternoon, some gathered and glared at him, watching his sword.
"I mean you no harm, i want you to save Merlin...please, thats all i ask...i'll give anything!" He cried.
"You're sword...give us you're sword..." An old man said, walking up to him.
Gwaine nodded and the old man took it from him.
"Ah...Emrys..." He breathed, laying his hand on the mans' chest.
"I felt his pain...i've been expecting you..." He said and walked into the camp, Gwaine followed suit.
He gently laid Merlin on a bed and sat with the village elder.
"How do we save him?" Gwaine asked.
The old man sighed.
"It's tricky...very tricky indeed..."
"Anything...anything..." Gwaine pleaded.
The elder looked at him with scared eyes.
"You have to kill Morgana..."