A few weeks later.

Morgana was looking at Merlin, still unable to believe it.

He was there.

They were together.

She smiled to herself, bit her lip and raised her hand, stroking his cheek tenderly.

He smiled and one of his hand left the cover to cover hers, he took it and kissed it before laying it on his beating heart.

"Good morning." he murmured and she smiled again,

His eyes opened,

"Hey." she whispered and brought herself closer to him.

It all still felt so unreal.

Being with him, in bed like that.

God, it was ridiculous how much she was in love with him.

"What are you thinking?" he asked and he let go of her hand to play with her hair and if she could have purred, she would have.

"You. Me. Us." she breathed and he leant in, kissed her lips tenderly and she hummed happily.

He smiled and cupped her cheek,

"You are so beautiful."

She blushed and chuckled, hiding her face in the pillow.

He smiled but then his smile fell out.

"What is it?"

He sighed and took her hand again, laying another kiss on it.

"Merlin?" she asked again.

"You know I want to be with you more than anything, right?"

She smiled,

"Yes, I do."

"But I do have one favor to ask you."

"Anything."

"For now… For now I'd like us to remain a secret." she frowned slightly, "I mean, Arthur and Gwen can obviously be told, but… I don't want to hurt Freya. I'm sure she suspects it already, but we just broke off our engagement and it doesn't seem fair to hurt her more than I already did."

Morgana smiled sadly and cupped his cheek.

"Of course." she breathed and he smiled, "Anything. I just want to be with you Merlin. The rest doesn't matter to me."

His smile could have lit up the whole room.

Guinevere was fussing around, getting the house ready for Arthur's return.

She couldn't be happier.

Arthur would be back home today.

She smiled to herself, stroking her wedding ring.

He was lucky to be alive, they both knew it, had been doing his re education and was almost as good as new.

Now all he needed to do was rest for a few weeks and everything would be alright again.

Gwen smiled again,

She would take care of him.

And then she stopped as a thought came in her mind,

Lancelot had not reached her and she had tried to forget about it.

Maybe he had a change of heart.

Maybe she had got through to him.

She really didn't want to think about it.

Arthur was back.

Their family was whole again.

And that was all that mattered to her.

"Are you going to tell me why you seem so happy?" asked Arthur, tilting his head.

Merlin blushed.

"I'm just happy you're getting out of here alive and well."

Arthur laughed out loud and Merlin winced.

His best friend knew him too well.

"Okay, Merlin. If you say so…"

The dark-haired man turned around,

"I am happy you're getting out. I am."

Arthur smirked.

"Oh I know that." and then, "But I also know that's not what got you glowing like that."

"Nothing."

He had said too quickly.

Much too quickly.

Arthur got up, and walked to him.

"You know… Now that I do think about it… I've seen you like this before."

"No you didn't."

"Years ago."

"Nope."

"If I recall correctly-"

"No you don't."

"It was someone in particular…"

Merlin stopped and everything was said.

Arthur's eyes widened happily and he gasped,

"Oh my God! It is Morgana!"

Merlin groaned and ran a hand through his face.

"Fine. You win." and then, "Yes. It does. We…" he took a deep breath, "We're back together."

A silence.

And a longer one.

Merlin was actually getting worried.

He was about to add something when Arthur walked to him and hugged him briefly.

Nothing more needed to be said.

"Mummy! Faster!"

Guinevere laughed,

"Easy Nick, we'll be here in no time."

"But daddy is waiting for us!"

"Yep, but he is with Uncle Merlin so everything is alright."

They finally arrived at the hospital and she smiled when she glimpsed her husband at the entrance talking and laughing with Merlin.

Her heart roared in her chest.

This was a sight she had been so afraid she wouldn't see again.

She stopped the car and got Nick out.

When they were a few feet away, Arthur glimpsed them and the most beautiful smile ever lit up his face as Nicholas let go of her hand and ran to him.

"Nick careful! Your father is still-"

But Arthur didn't listen either and he walked to his son and picked him up under his delighted chuckles, hugging him tight.

Then Arthur smirked at his wife and she rolled her eyes fondly at him.

"Arthur, you're still weak."

He shrugged and smirked again.

So she turned to Merlin and raised an eyebrow,

"A little help, here?"

But the doctor only shrugged,

"I've given up a long time ago, sorry."

Arthur laughed.

And it was still the most beautiful sound she had ever heard.

They settled Nick in the car and she was about to climb in when Arthur caught her hand and brought her to him.

She smiled and her hands found their way on his chest,

"Wait a minute." he breathed, his crooked smile on.

She bit her lips, trying to hold back her smile.

"What do you want, Mr Pendragon?"

His eyes darkened and fall on her lips.

"Don't say that…"

"What? Mr Pendragon?"

He groaned slightly and one of his hands fall on the bottom of her back, bringing her even closer to him.

"You know what that does to me." he leant closer, "And it's been weeks, Guinevere..."

She smirked and leant in whispering in his ear.

"Mr Pendragon."

She receded and his eyes were dark blue, he opened the mouth to talk but hurried knocks on the door startled them and they both jumped, finding a very impatient Nicholas.

She blushed, Arthur laughed and they got in the car.

"Sorry, my boy." said Arthur and Nicholas rolled his eyes.

"I stopped you before you started kissing each other." and then he sighed loudly.

This time, Gwen laughed.

Arthur took her hand and kissed it tenderly, when their eyes met there was so much love and affection in his that she lost her breath for a few seconds.

Everything was finally perfect again.

What she failed to see was the dark-haired man looking at them from far away on the parking lot...

Morgana was waiting for Merlin outside the hospital the time for him to finish his shift.

She smiled because finally, everything was right.

She had gone to Arthur's first, made sure he was alright and he was, was alive and well.

Nothing could have made her happier.

And now she was waiting for the love of her life,

She smiled again.

The love of her life.

She shook her head.

For so long she had believed she wasn't cut out for love…

But she was.

She really was.

"Morgana?" came a voice and she froze.

And turned around.

"Freya."

The two woman stood facing each other and it was so very obvious to Morgana that Freya was heartbroken.

She didn't know what to say to her.

"Freya, I-"

"Please, don't." said the other woman calmly. "I didn't come for that. I just have things I have to let out of my chest."

Morgana took a deep breath.

She could take it.

Could take the hatred.

So she tried a smile.

"Go."

Freya took a deep breath and wiped her face tiredly.

"I've always known that I would lose him if you ever decided to come back." she said and Morgana foze.

"What?"

This, she had not expected.

"I've always known he loved you more than he loved me."

"Freya-"

"And that's okay." her voice broke. "At least with time, it will be okay."

Another silence.

"I'm sorry."

Freya nodded.

"I just want him to be happy." she said in a murmur and then looked up and took another deep breath, "Please don't hurt him again."

And then she was gone.

And Morgana was more shaken up than she would have cared to admit.

Nicholas was asleep, Arthur and Guinevere were now in their room, cuddled together on their bed.

"I still can't believe you're really here." she breathed, stroking his chest and he smiled sadly and took her hand to lay it on his beating heart.

"I am."

She looked up and their eyes locked.

Blue in brown.

"Arthur, I was so afraid…"

"Gwen-"

"I thought-"

He cut her, kissing her deeply and a surprised moan escaped her before she kissed him back.

"Don't think about it anymore."

"It's not that simple." she breathed, nuzzling his nose.

He smirked and she raised an eyebrow.

"What is on your mind, husband?"

He chuckled and then kissed her lips again, before his kisses slid on her jaw, then her neck…

"Arthur…"

"Hmm?" he hummed innocently and she cupped the back of his head, not stopping him.

"You're still recovering."

He stopped kissing her and receded a bit, before suddenly he was hovering over her and she let him do it.

(She had missed him too after all.)

"It's been weeks, Guinevere." he breathed, kissing her. "And I'm fine." another kiss. "And I want to be with my wife." Another. This time she cupped his cheeks and deepened the kiss. "And I'm fine." he said again and she chuckled.

Their eyes locked, his hand found its way under her shirt and she was done for.

"I've missed you, too." she only answered and he smiled brightly when he realized he had won. So she added to tease him, "Mr Pendragon..."

And then neither of them was laughing anymore for quite some time.

Guinevere couldn't sleep.

She couldn't.

She looked at Arthur, one of his arm still around her as he slept and smiled.

She bit her lip, kissed his naked shoulder and he murmured something that she couldn't quite understand, making her chuckle fondly.

And then she got up, put on his shirt which was on the floor and went make herself a cup of tea.

When she came back he was still asleep, but her phone was lit up.

She frowned.

And then her heart fell on the bottom of her chest.

It was past 3am.

No one could want to reach her.

No one but…

With very trembling hands, she took her phone and unlocked it.

And sure enough…

Lancelot – Ready to play, Gwen?