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Merlin's legs were falling asleep. He had come here early so as to not miss any activity that was happening. As it was he was crouched behind a stack of crates at the train depot to avoid attention, but he'd been here for at least three hours already.

Tori was going to kill him the morning when he was barely going to be able to hold a needle steady. If nobody showed up tonight Merlin was probably going to be guilty of murder. Okay he was probably just going to kill some training dummies.

But they had to be here tonight. This was the earliest night train pass this week. The train wasn't scheduled to stop in Dauntless, just pass through, but Merlin had a feeling that a stop in Dauntless was just what was going to happen. Unless of course they'd decided to do their illegal activity on the next night pass. Merlin really, really hoped not.

It was half one in the morning when Merlin heard movement. He perked up and bounced in place a little to get blood flowing back to his legs. After a few moments person came into vi, the woman and man from before along with three other guys. They didn't have anything with them, nor did they go to find anything in the station, they just stood there and waited.

A faint rumble came to his ears. Merlin cocked his head. The first train was coming. He shifted behind the crate again, watching intently. All too soon the train rumbled into the dauntless station screeching to a halt.

Merlin let out a triumphant grin. He was right!

The dauntless at the station hopped on board and began to remove several crates out of the train. They moved quickly, efficiently and definitely with practice. When they had unloaded about 20 crates, one banged on the side of the trains and the train started back on its way.

'So what now?' Merlin wondered as he crouched back behind his crates. He got his answer half an hour later when the second train rumbled through and screeched to a halt.

The dauntless quickly opened up the cargo train and began to transfer the crates back in. Right! He almost bopped his head on the crate in front of him. The shipment had been diverted before. They were setting it back on its original path.

"Where is that train going? "He whispered to himself.

His train of thought was lost though when something clattered to the ground in the station. The traitorous dauntless spun around angrily and then the woman said:

"Load the rest! Jesse, Martin find who that is and make sure they end up in the chasm!"

"Shit," Merlin said as he watched the two dauntless set off in the direction of the sound. He only took a split second to make his decision. The train could wait. He had to go save an idiot from the chasm.

'Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!' Arthur chanted at himself in his head. 'You're a bloody idiot Pendragon!'

Okay to be fair, he really hadn't expected that bar in the rafters to have given way beneath him. It was supposed to have been steady. Arthur made a mental note to check the construction of the rest of the station at a less suspicious date. Right now, he had to lose the two goons who were coming after him.

Arthur slipped behind a pillar and really wished he'd had the foresight to put a cap on. He didn't have a problem with taking on two trained men but his hair was going to be a dead giveaway as to his identity and he kinda wanted to keep that under wraps for the moment. Then again, he hadn't exactly expected to have to run from said goons. He could wrap his shirt around his head...nope, super identifying tattoos. Arthur had never regretted his life choices as much as he did now.

He sighed and resigned himself to being found out. One of the men came close to the pillar and Arthur slid around and came up behind him. A quick blow behind the knees and an elbow hooked around his throat both kept the man from making noise and saved Arthur's identity. Arthur dragged e man behind the pillar before his friend managed to turn but he obviously knew someone was there and he began running over.

Arthur quickly chocked out the guy in his hold and turned to face his new attacker, then there was a soft high whine of something spinning in the air and loud crash as the something hit the lights out. Arthur's attacker stumbled to a stop warily but no longer hampered by his need to keep his identity secret Arthur struck. The man fought well but Arthur wasn't a dauntless leader for nothing. He soon had the man knocked unconscious but turned as more voices came from behind him. The other two had heard the commotion and were coming to investigate.

In the distance Arthur heard the train leave. There was nothing more for him to do here. Arthur turned and sprinted away. He heard the others come after him but that same soft whine sounded again and people cried out in surprised, feet stumbling to a halt. The distraction allowed Arthur to make his way safety out of the station and into the darkness of the Dauntless compound.

Merlin stumbled into Gaius's chambers somewhere around 3 in the morning.

"Merlin!" said the old man when Merlin woke him up. "Are you alright?"

"Fine," Merlin assured him, "It just took a lot to lose those two."

"What do you mean lose them? We're you followed? Did they see you? I told you to be careful!"

"I was!" Merlin protested. "Some other idiot was there tonight and he almost got himself caught! I had to do something to save him. But don't worry they never caught sight of me. I knocked out the lights."

"Did you see who the other person is?" asked Gaius.

Merlin shook his head. "No."

"What about the train?" said Gaius.

"They moved some crates off one train and loaded it on the other. I have no ideas what's in the crates though."

"You have to find out," said Gaius.

"And I have to know where the train is going," Merlin added.

"Yes," agreed Gaius. "but Merlin, this other person... You might have an ally."

"Maybe," Merlin shrugged, "but I'm not going to count on it until I see who it is."

Elyan and Gwen were walking arm and arm in the cool darkness of the West Orchard, making a little game of trying to get the other to knock into the trees and having a competition as to who could find the most fallen fruit.

The cool air invigorated Gwen and she was glad she had accepted her brother's proposal to walk.

"I love it out here," she confided.

"Me too," Elyan told her. Neither of them had to state why they loved the West Orchard so much; they both knew it was because of the comforting darkness that cloaked them from watchful eyes and the brisk wind that helped to lift them out of the calming state of Amity that they were forced to hide behind all their lives.

"May I have this dance mi'lady?" Elyan asked.

"Why sir, of course you may," Gwen answered, "Just give me a moment to put this fruit in my pockets."

Elyan laughed and waited patiently for her to stuff her pockets full of the sweet fruit before holding out his hand to her. Gwen took it and they waltzed haphazardly between the trees, laughing when they bumped into branches and making up their own music on the spot and laughing even more at each other's tunes, especially since neither of them had great singing voices.

They had just finished their impromptu dance, with Gwen striking a pose in a clearing when they both heard voices. Startled they both disappeared into the trees, crouching low to the ground and hoping the shadows would hide them.

After a few tense moments, they realized that the voices were not quite as near them as they thought. It was, in fact, coming a little from their right from some distance away but the clear night had carried their voices far.

"Who is it?" hissed Gwen.

"No idea," said Elyan.

"Well let's remedy that why don't we," Gwen said briskly and began to move towards the voices.

Elyan stared after her and then quickly began to follow her.

"I'm just going to point out that this might be a bad idea," he told her.

"Thank you," said Gwen, "But really who is here and why?"

"I supposed we'll find out soon enough," Elyan told her.

Five minutes of working their way quickly and quietly through the orchard brought them to the train line on the edge of Amity borders.

They crouched just inside the tree line and watched in surprise at the train which had slowed there and especially at the factionless who were apparently moving things off of it.

"What are they doing?" said Gwen. "Don't they know that the theft will be noticed and then Dauntless will come after them?"

"I'm more worried about the fact that the train slowed for them," a new voice said, startling both Gwen and Elyan. Gwen jumped and slammed her hands over her moth to muffle any noise she might have made.

"Sorry," the voice apologized.

"Percival!" Elyan recovered first. "What are you doing here?"

"I was taking a walk," Percival said, "and I heard voices. That you Gwen?"

"Yes," Gwen answered shakily. "Don't do that please!"

"Sorry," said Percival again.

"It's okay," she said, pressing a hand over her beating heart.

"So what do you think is going on?" Elyan asked Percival.

The big man shrugged, the rustle of cloth the only thing that gave away his motion. "I don't know either. But the train didn't just slow for itself. Someone had to have slowed it for them."

"But who would do that?" Gwen asked. But before anyone could answer, the train started picking up speed again and the factionless, jumped off it, and carting their supplies, began to melt into the forest opposite from Amity.

"We should go," Percival observed.

"You're right," agreed Elyan.

"Aren't we going to do anything?" Gwen asked.

"That's Dauntless' job," Elyan told her. "If anything, we can probably drop an anonymous tip of sorts. I don't want us involved in whatever this is."

Gwen froze with indecision but in the end followed her brother further into the trees. However their departure was not as stealthy as they'd like. There was a shout of surprise and then a cry of alarm and then feet were pounding towards them.

"Run!" Elyan hissed. Gwen picked up her skirts and plunged into the forest at top speed.

At first she had nothing in her mind but to get as far away as possible but after the first few terrifying seconds she got her wits about her and began using her knowledge of the orchard to her advantage.

The factionless who were chasing them had never spent nights running though these same trees in the dark like she had, they didn't know where the low handing branches were and they certainly didn't know how not to skid on over-ripe, fallen fruit.

Next to her, Elyan was a dark shadow weaving in and out of the trees, a whisper among the leaves. Percival had disappeared some time ago of to her left. She caught glimpses here and there of him, a hulking shadow that seemed as one with the forest.

Finally their pursuers gave up the chase and Gwen and Elyan made their careful way back to the Amity compound. Halfway there Percival met them, face grim, clothes streaked with juice and leaf stains. Neither Gwen or her brother looked any better. The three of them made their way back to the compound in weary silence. At the edge of the compound they parted ways with Percival who gave them a nod in acknowledgement and then he was gone.

"I think all the fruit in my pocket got squished," said Elyan suddenly. Gwen burst out into laughter.

Gwaine, having volunteered for a second shift, was waiting at Erudite station for the early morning train. He glanced at his watch and frowned. That was weird, this would be the third time the train was late coming to erudite this month. By five minutes maybe but the trains were usually always on schedule.

His frowned deepened as he remembered the very odd fire in the erudite building. He was probably jumpy tying together a slightly late train to a fire but his gut didn't think so. He shook himself. It was probably nothing. Still it wouldn't hurt to check out the train a little, see if there was anything odd.

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