Chapter Twenty Eight.

Merlin's running, and he won't cry, he won't, and his arm hurts, and his ribs are sore, and everything's painful from all the incidents, and he's tired and he just wants to sleep, and he is starting to really hate Eldric, and Arthur's angry, and Gwen's upset, and Gaius will be furious, and his mothers so far away, and he desperately wants a hug, and his bandages are coming undone round his torso, and he nearly knocks into a serving girl, and someone's shouting at him, and he call smell horse manure, and... and... and...

And he doesn't notice the stairs until he feels someone shove him in the back, hard.

And he crashes down them.

And he knows only pain.

And darkness.

A/N: but... but... it's so short! Noooo!

Sorry 'bout that peeps, but I have updated lots today, yey! :)

I'm going off camping WITH NO INTERNET! I may just die. Literally. From lack of the internetz. But, although I wont be posting for a bit, I'll write while I'm there, to bring you lots of updates when I get back!

I think this note is nearly longer than the chapter... oopsies...

Thanks for reading and (even though it is a terrible midget chapter) drop me a review to make me smile!

See you when I get back!

Lenle G.