Morgana followed slowly behind Gwaine as he strode into Gaius's office just after one in the morning, she wondered how Gaius felt about getting visitors at this time of morning. But he was sitting in the reception area already; she guessed perhaps Gwaine had let him know they'd be coming. Gwaine stopped in the middle of the room and ran a hand through his hair. "We have to help her now, Gaius. She's on a bloody suicide mission."

Gaius looked from Gwaine to Morgana, who was lingering in the doorway, "What?"

"She's fucking in love with Merlin. She's going to sacrifice herself to save him. Don't think she cares about Arthur or any of us but she wants to keep him alive. Did I mention she's in love with him?"

Gaius sighed, "Yes, Gwaine, you mentioned that but how do you know it's true?"

Once again Gaius was ignoring her and talking about her like she wasn't even there. Gwaine looked over his shoulder at her like she was a mystery that desperately needed solving, "Because she wants us to find a way to make her mortal so she can fall on the proverbial sword for Merlin."

Gaius sighed and eyed her warily, it was clear he didn't believe Morgana had it in her to sacrifice herself for another, "Gwaine you'd better tell me everything."

Morgana resisted the urge to roll her eyes as Gwaine and Gaius sat while Gwaine retold their little adventure with the dragon almost word for word and then told Gaius Morgana's reaction to it. It was a little unnerving to hear how closely Gwaine had observed her.

"If nothing else, Gaius, she seems to have become loyal to Merlin." Gwaine finished his tale with a look at her, like he wanted her to say something, she just shrugged.

Gaius sat back in his chair and eyed Morgana, "You want to find a way to become mortal?"

She nodded, "Yes."

"It's difficult to change ones state. What Morgause has done in channeling your power and using it make herself immortal so long as she is linked to you is much easier."

Gwaine clicked his fingers as if he'd just had a brilliant plan, "What if we could make her mortal for a small window of time?"

"What?" She asked, not knowing if that would even be possible.

Gwaine nodded, "What if we could find a way for her to become mortal long enough to die, killing Morgause and lifting the spell with her and then turn her back to her original state of immortality."

Both Morgana and Gaius stared at Gwaine and he shrugged and smiled. Then Gaius nodded slowly, "We might be able to do that but we would more than likely only have a small window of time to get her back to her previous immortality."

Morgana nodded, feeling a small amount of hope, "But it could be done?"

"Possibly, but you would need to make sure Morgause was none the wiser, meet up with her, let her think you are on her side. Can you do that, Morgana?"

She thought about it for a split second, if she committed to this plan she would be betraying her sister but then hadn't Morgause betrayed her first? First by using her as the vessel for the spell and causing Merlin to poison her, then again with this spell. She needed to decide if she could live with that betrayal. She thought she could. It came down to whom she'd rather lose. Both Gwaine and Gaius were watching her carefully, she nodded, "Yes, I can do that. But I may need to do some things in order to keep her convinced."

"Of course." Gaius said with still a hint of suspicion. She decided that was probably her time to leave and Gwaine followed her out.

"You sure you can do this, Morgana? You're not going to decide you'd rather wreck havoc with your sister?"

"I can do it. I will do it. I'd do anything for Merlin."

He narrowed his eyes and studied her for a moment, "Yeah, I think you would."

She walked back to her motel in the cool night air and enjoyed the solitude the little deserted village allowed her at this time of night. She looked up at the sky, at the stars and wondered what Merlin was doing. She walked to the park and sat down on one of the swings, she pulled her phone and went into her contacts and stared at his number. If she called him, he wouldn't answer or he'd hung up on her or tell her to go to hell. She scrolled through her contacts and found the name she wanted, if she couldn't talk to Merlin, she'd talk to the next best person. She pressed 'call'.

"Hey, Mum," Sarah said as she answered the phone, "Can you hold a minute?"

There was some shuffling and a door closing, "Morgana."

"What was that about?" She asked slightly amused.

"I'm at Merlin's place and your name is sacrilegious at the moment. Forbidden."

"Right. How is he?"

"Not great. Drinking. A lot. Lancelot and I are trying to keep him from slipping too much. I caught him sitting in the bathtub the other day with a knife. He was just staring at it."

Shit. "He didn't?"

"No. What happened Morgana?"

She shook her head, she needed to tell Sarah something but it wasn't like she could explain or really tell her the truth, "We had a fight. We broke up."

"Maybe you can work it out."

"I don't think so. He hates me right now."

"You can only really hate someone if you once really loved them."

Morgana smiled, "That's very insightful and wise and probably true but it doesn't make much difference now."

"He's miserable, Morgana."

So was she. But she was working out a way to make it right. She doubted they'd ever be together again but she could live with that as long as he just lived. She heard Sarah sigh when she didn't answer.

"Where are you, Morgana? Lancelot and I are worried."

She doubted Lancelot was worried about her but it was a nice thought. "I'm in this sweet little village. At the moment I'm sitting in a playground on a swing."

"Can I come see you? I have something for you."

Morgana smiled, "Yeah, I'll text you the address of the motel I'm staying at. Now, tell me about you and Lancelot, I need something happy right now."

She sat, her head pressed against the chain of the swing and phone pressed against her ear listening as Sarah gushed about her date with Lancelot, about what a nice guy he was and how chivalrous he was, holding doors for her and pulling out her chair. Morgana smiled at thought of Sarah thinking it was such a rarity for a man to be chivalrous when Lancelot came from a time when it was a basic requirement, at least for knights. It was ridiculously late by the time she got back to her motel room and she fell asleep faster than usual hoping for a long sleep with no interruptions. But her wishes had a way of never coming true. She was awoken a few hours later by someone knocking on the door. She groaned, rolled out of bed and went to the door ready to tell Gwaine to bugger off but when she opened the door, Sarah was grinning back at her. Sarah shrugged and held out a coffee cup for her, "You said I could visit."

Morgana smiled and held the door wider allowing Sarah entrance to the room, Sarah came in carrying a large box, she sat on the bed and put the box in front of her. Morgana took a sip from her cup, hot chocolate, her favourite.

"What's with the box?"

Sarah bit her lip and opened the flap of the box, "It's your stuff, from Merlin's, he wanted me to get rid of it. Actually, he wanted me to burn it but I couldn't do that so I thought you might want it back."

"Oh," Well, this was very much a ritual of this time, giving back possessions at the end of a relationship, she just never thought they'd do it. She peered into the box, she saw something in there wrapped in gift wrap, she pulled it out, "What's this?"

Sarah shrugged, "I don't know, when I asked Merlin, he just said it was something he got for you."

He'd gotten her a present. A present he'd never given her. And he'd wrapped it. She felt her eyes become watery but she blinked it away. She ran her hands over the gift; he'd taken the time to wrap it so nicely that she didn't want to ruin it. She picked at the tape in one corner and peeled it back and made it so she had an opening, she pulled out what felt like a book. She sucked in a breath; it was the copy of Romeo and Juliet that they'd looked at in the bookstore. He'd bought it for her. She opened the cover and there in his slightly scratching handwriting was an inscription: "We won't end like them. We just won't end. We're going to be epic."

He'd listened to what she'd said and given her something better than a love letter. She couldn't stop the tears from coming now and the flowed like they would never stop. Sarah whispered her name and pulled her into her and wrapped her arms around Morgana and held her as she cried.