Maybe I'm foolish, maybe I'm blind, thinking I can see through this and see what's behind. Got no way to prove it, so maybe I'm lying but I'm only human, after all. I'm only human, after all, don't put the blame on me. Don't put your blame on me. Take a look in the mirror and what do you see? Do you see it clearer, or are you deceived, in what you believe? Cause I'm only human after all, you're only human after all, don't put your blame on me.
26th December 2019
Merlin and Morgana were sat in the car at the car park for the Forest of Dean. Morgause was picking up Catrina before they were due to meet, and was only a few minutes away. Merlin and Morgana were rather excited to tell her he news yet also, naturally slightly worried. They hadn't even told Morgause that they were engaged, let alone married, and while they had been wearing their wedding rings at work and knew that Morgause had probably seen them, they were rather cautious of how she'd react.
"Well, this could easily go really well, or really badly" Merlin remarked. "Although one thing, we are sticking together even if she does react ... interestingly".
"Merlin, she's my sister" Morgana sighed. "I mean, she's like a mum to me. I know what we did was our choice and she may not be able to accept that, but still. I can't loose her".
"I know" Merlin agreed. "Yet she'll probably need time. Time to digest it all I suppose. Well, let's hope she won't kick me in the balls when she finds out you're pregnant".
"I'm surprised she hadn't done anything to poor old Alvarr" Morgana chuckled. "Yet then again, I didn't tell her about that. Wow, we really were rather distant back then".
"Death brings you closer" Merlin shrugged. "As I'm sure you know. I mean, we learnt it the hard way".
"We sure did" Morgana smiled.
A car pulled up next to them—a familiar blue Focus, Morgause's car. After the initial greetings and exchanging of Christmas presents; a small gift for Morgause and Catrina each, alongside two large gift's for Amhar and two for Morgana (no one had gotten Merlin anything, given that no one knew the situation yet, although Cenred didn't get a gift either). Catrina pushed the buggy as they walked onto a path and through the Forest.
"How was the party?" Morgana asked.
"Don't even" Morgause shook her head. "Let's see, Freya got absolutely shitfaced and threw herself at Alvarr".
"Nothing out of the ordinary then" Merlin rolled his eyes.
"Kept whining about how it's not fair that you get to raise the baby with Merlin" Morgause continued.
"Almost as though Arthur and Gwen wanted us to get together" Morgana mused.
"Well, how was your Christmas?" Morgause asked.
"It was good" Morgana smiled. "Very good. I mean, it's our first Christmas as a married couple and well, here's to the rest of the christmases we shall spend together".
"Did you just say married couple?" Morgause stopped in her tracks and turned around. She looked between Merlin and Morgana and then at the pram, then again at Merlin and Morgana. She'd noticed the rings for a while yet knew it wasn't her place to say anything, she couldn't help but wonder. They wouldn't, would they? Yet Morgana was being rather private as of late to put it some way. Spending a lot of time off work. Shooting Merlin happy smiles across the room. At first Morgause simply put it down to young love ... but now.
"You got married!" Catrina exclaimed. "Congratulations".
"You got married" Morgause whispered. "You got married and you didn't fucking tell anyone!".
Merlin and Morgana looked at each other and somewhat solemnly nodded.
"I knew it!" Morgause shrieked triumphantly. "I knew that those looks of lust you two were shooting each other were about something. But marriage!". Morgause began to cry.
"It was a spur of the moment decision" Merlin explained. "I mean, we were talking about surnames. I proposed. The same day as the celebration hearing, we got married".
"Well that was rather fucking fast, wasn't it?" Morgause retorted.
"But the memories...Morgause, you know about that. How it all works".
"I know, it was only a matter of time" Morgause muttered. "Arthur and I knew, for a while. Then you fell out, Arthur went ahead and died so you raised the kid only for you two to get married. Well that was a major fucking plot twist no one saw coming".
"We did" Merlin smirked.
"I thought you'd tell me now that you two were engaged ... as for marriage". Morgause's eyes flashed yellow. The sky grew darker. The light breeze began quickening.
"We thought it best to keep it between us for then, it's what worked for us" Morgana explained.
"Since when were you so fucking selfish!" Morgause exclaimed. "You used to be so good. Always on my side. We were as thick as thieves. What happened?".
"Morgause, it's the twenty first century!" Morgana sighed. "Let it go. Yes, i am somewhat sorry that I didn't invite you to the wedding. On the other hand, I'm not, because it was the most perfect day".
"Oh yes, good little Morgana always being so fucking perfect" Morgause mocked. "Well aren't you lucky! It's not like he's almost killed you twice and succeeded once too!".
"Morgause, why don't you calm down a bit" Catrina warned.
"I. Will. Not" Morgause said between clenched teeth. "I. Am. Very. Calm!".
"Morgue!" Amhar shouted as he put his arms out. "Morgue".
"Now the fucking kid is calling me Morgue" Morgause muttered. "Well, congratulations on your marriage. Hope you're their for each other in sickness and in health until Merlin kills you again. I'm telling you Sis, the future is set in stone".
"Well who was the one saying that it bloody wasn't a few years ago?" Morgana retorted.
"Well I assumed I'd at least have been involved in these arrangements! Don't get me wrong, I am happy for you" Morgause reassured. "But did you have to do that?".
"No one knew, Morgause. It, it isn't personal. We decided to go for it and have had the greatest time, just having us knowing and no else" Morgana cried.
"Aww how sweet" Morgause mocked. "How very sweet. Hope you enjoyed your wedding".
"Morgue!" Amhar babbled. "Morgue!".
"Come on, Morgause. This is a good thing, surely you can see that?" Catrina added, while Cenred opted to roll his eyes instead.
"It is" Morgause agreed. "It is".
Morgana turned around breathing deeply as she felt her stomach churning more. Merlin had noticed, muttering "oh shit" as he held her hair while she vomited into the bushes.
"Are you okay?" Morgause asked. Morgana could tell that her concern was feigned
"I'm hungover" Morgana snapped.
"Oh well, that's punishment I guess" Morgause taunted. "Sucks, doesn't it? Catrina, are you coming back with us or going with them".
"Just drop me home, Morgause" Catrina sighed.
27th December 2019
"We have got so much to do today, hurry up Merlin" Morgana sighed as she pulled her new coat on. She might've only been nine weeks pregnant so could've easily worn her usual coat, yet she was planning to use her new coat as much as possible. She hadn't started growing a bump yet, given that she'd lost weight from having hyperemesis, yet the bloating was so bad it was almost as though she looked pregnant.
"Amhar's refusing to get dressed, again" Merlin called. Amhar was fully out of the baby stage and well into the toddler stage. He liked to take things at his own pace, wanted to choose his own things, and wanted to walk a lot even though he did easily get tired.
"No" Amhar said. Morgana sighed and went up the stairs.
"Come on Amhar, time to get changed" Morgana sighed as she grabbed his favourite paw patrol t-shirt, Thomas the tank engine Christmas jumper and put some trousers on him. Amhar had an appointment at the GP surgery in the morning, while Morgana had her flu jab and booking in midwife appointment afterwards.
Amhar was seen quickly given that they tended to want to see those on the "priority list" first—those who had surgery or serious and complex conditions—and when Morgana explained to the receptionist about his lung surgery at one week old, they made sure to see him fast. Amhar hadn't had that many problems lately, developmentally he was thriving, just that he had developed a cough and would wheeze quite often, along with shallow breathing whenever he caught whatever was going around at nursery—being fifteen months, this happened rather often.
"So, what seems to be the problem with Little Amhar here" the GP said.
"Well, we've noticed—my wife and I—that he has shallow breathing and sometimes tends to wheeze slightly. It sometimes seems as though he has been struggling for breath too, when he has been coughing or has a cold".
"Is he in childcare?".
"He has been since he was three, four months old. He was on CPAP for a month, if I recall correctly" Morgana added.
"Okay, I'll listen to his breathing and then we can decide a plan of action" the GP said. Amhar was prescribed an inhaler with a yellow spacer that had a Teddy which he rather liked, and had to have it whenever he was struggling to breathe. This was rather common in young children with CDH, so Merlin and Morgana weren't too fussed, before had her flu jab then they made their way to Avalon City Hospital for Morgana's midwife appointment. Merlin had to wait outside at first while the midwife spoke to Morgana alone, then was allowed in while she asked about her medical history, took her weight and height, blood pressure, blood tests and water samples. It was hopefully the last time they'd be in the hospital or doctors surgery for a long time, with both Merlin and Morgana having high hopes for the new decade.
A/N: Did anyone else have really high hopes for this decade? Then 2020 comes along and cancels it all!