Arthur lifted Olivia from her cradle. He couldn't believe that six weeks had slipped by so quickly. She cooed back to Arthur and Gwen when they spoke to her. She wriggled toes when he tickled her belly. Olivia could push up on her arms during Tummy time, which she hated very much. Arthur loved when she wrapped her little hand around his fingers. He never put her down, actually, she was never in her cradle unless she was asleep.

Morgause found Ellie on the road attempting to go feed Bells. Morgause called to inform her baby brother that his niece had lost her little mind. Uther cooed and fussed over Olivia. She was always in the crook of his arm. Uther promised her a: pony, car, boat, house, and various jewels. She was going to be Prime Minister. Arthur wanted her to sleep through the night.

Arthur's favorite time of the day was preparing Olivia for bed; listening to Gwen read her a story, and watching his baby girl fall asleep, her little hands near her head. Her little chest rising and falling as she drifted into a brief deep sleep.

Gawain gently stroked Olivia's face. She smiled brightly as she squirmed in his arms. Vivian point blank refused to hold the baby. She wasn't going to drop spit or Gwen's boob Juice on her Dolce and Gabana. Gawain shook his head. He could wait until Vivian's body was swollen with his child. He could picture his large hand covering her swollen stomach. Vivian would probably eat him like a Pray Mantis.

"Arthur."

Arthur looked at Gawain with sleepy eyes. "Yup."

"Isn't a little strange that Uther had a room equipped with hospital furniture?'

Arthur twisted his lips. "Everything is weird about the whole thing. Gwen's doctor never came near her or the baby. Gauis took care of everything."

Gawain smiled at Olivia. Her little arms waving in the air. "What about Uther and Merlin? They are like Bosom Buddies."

Arthur rested his elbows on his thighs. "Father insisted that we stay here. Our flat is cramped. It's huge. Princess needs to run. Princess doesn't run. The city is dirty and dangerous. So, we live in my dad's house. I can't touch my wife. I really want to touch Gwen!"

Gawain raised an eyebrow. "Uther asked Gauis if he planned Olivia's birth.'

"She came early."

Gawain rocked Olivia gently. Olivia gave Gawain a toothless smile. "Arthur, she's tiny. I mean Olivia is a really small baby. It doesn't make sense about Gwen's womb."

Arthur shook his head. "She should have fit. Her womb is perfect to me. "

"Arthur, one other thing, "Gawain looked at Arthur sadly. "Lancelot."

"What about Lancelot?"

Gawain wasn't going to say anything. It freaked him out. Something was off with Lancelot. "Well, last week at Sophia and Percy's, I found him talking to Livy Bugs. He called her his little girl. They were going to be a family. He hoped her eyes would darken like Gwen's. Gwen was meant to be with him."

Arthur's blue eyes closed in dismay. "He has a wife and a son. "

"Vivian said Lancelot was creepy with Gwen.

Arthur blinked."Gwen mentioned that he was creepy with her. He said Olivia was his baby! What the hell is wrong with him? Arthur stood up. "I'm going to speak with Lancelot. Going to slam his head-"

"Arthur," Uther called form the doorway. "We need to speak."

Olivia's little face turned beet red when Arthur placed her on her pink blanket for tummy time. He knew Gwen would come any minute to feed their baby, his daughter, not Lancelot's baby. He knocked Gwen up, not Lancelot. That mushy mouth bastard wanted to steal his baby. He almost didn't have more kids because of Lancelot. His doctor lied and said that Olivia's was too big for Gwen's body. His wife, Lancelot wanted his life. Well, Gwen was his wife, and she was going to stay that way. Olivia was his child, and he doesn't share.

Arthur was in a state of shock. He couldn't believe that Lancelot was so vile. He was complacent with Lancelot, he got the girls, Gwen and Olivia. He thought Lancelot lived with his choice. Arthur would never let his guard down again. They would stay with Uther until Lancelot was sorted out.

Lancelot leaned back on the bed; his white chair hanging open. A girl with dark curly hair ran her hands up his legs. His fingers tightened around her curls. "Just like that, Gwen,' he murmured. His eyes closed tightly.

Lucy wondered who Gwen was. She didn't really care but she thanked her silently. Lancelot was a great client; he paid 5,000 pounds for her services. He wasn't freaky and she just had to responded to name "Gwen." It was simple easy money.

Elena stood horrified in the Muswell House. He had her plastered everywhere. Millions and millions of pictures of Gwen. She couldn't find one of her . Gwen and Olivia, Gwen and Lancelot, and Gwen and Galahad. Gwen holding her son with Lancelot's hand covering Gwen's swollen stomach. Elena's heart crumbled. The nurseries sickened her stomach. What the hell was wrong with Lancelot? He still loved Gwen. She had everything! Two men fighting to be with her. A flash of hate formed in her heart for Gwen. "Everyone was right!" She sank to the floor as her lungs heaved with pain. Her blue eyes hardened in her tear stained face. "I'm not giving him up. He's my husband. I'm not letting him go."

The warm spray from the shower felt good on Gwen's back. Her hands gently massaged her scalp. Bubbles streamed down her body. "Just a moment alone." Gwen closed her eyes as the water hit her face. She smiled when she felt a large hand on her waist. "Missed a spot. You can't reach all over."

Gwen leaned into Arthur. "Olivia."

"With Hunith. We have two hours."

A/n: Almost done, one more chapter and the epilogue! Then, I need to finish Merlin and Gwen. I can work on Arthur/Lancelot/Gwen triangle. Explanation on why Gwen doesn't look like the legend!