Woo! Another chapter! Bet you weren't expecting one so soon, were ya? *winks* Well, off we go to the land of imagination!

Disclaimer: Not mine! Only Delilah Adams is mine, and Loreena McKennitt belongs to herself or her music label, whichever. Enjoy.

Chapter 2

She slowly lit the English Ivy incense that were strategically placed around her dimly lit living room, then sat down, turning her CD player on, a mix of Loreena McKennitt songs blaring through her large speakers. She sat in the mass of pillows on her floor, crossed her legs, and closed her eyes. Her kitty, Morgana, felt it was necessary to rub up against Delilah's right leg and meow at that particular time, and Delilah cracked open an eye and laughed at Morgana's demands for attention. She picked up the kitty and placed her in her lap, scratching her ears absent-mindedly. Morgana purred contently and started to knead Delilah's leg, but Delilah didn't mind. She was far too busy thinking. About what, I don't know. But it must have been important for her to not be able to hear Merlin walk into the room. He smiled at the music playing and the words sung, then stooped down onto his haunches before Delilah, still smiling. Morgana looked up at him and meowed, moving slightly to headbutt his outstretched hand, and at this point in time Delilah realized that she wasn't the only person in the room. She opened her eyes to see Morgana jump into Merlin's arms and practically lay against him as he petted her with a small laugh, he speaking the ancient Druid language to Morgana quietly. All she could decipher from it was "Good kitty", "mother", and "love". She scrunched her nose up at the last word. Love? Why would Merlin be talking about love to her cat? She shrugged it off and filed it away in her memory, then realized she was being watched. She looked him in the eye and immediately felt embarrassed that he caught her having a mental conversation with herself. His eyes twinkled in amusement as he set Morgana down, then he stood up, and offered his hand to Delilah to help her up off the floor. She grabbed it and together they hauled her off the floor, Merlin holding onto her hand a bit longer than necessary, yet she thought nothing of it, choosing to smile her thanks to him instead of voicing it. He seemed to understand and let go of her hand, choosing to walk over to the couch to sit down. She walked over to the stereo instead, and turned the volume up almost all the way on a particular song that was playing, the song being "All Souls Night". She didn't even realize it, but she started singing along with it, playing with the harmonies and the melody of the song as it played on. Parts that she didn't know she kept silent, closing her eyes and bobbing her head to the song, swaying slightly to the beat. During a musical break, Merlin decided to interrupt her little dance, "I didn't know that you enjoy Celtic music…"

She looked at him in slight surprise for she almost forgot he was there, "Oh… Yeah… I guess I've always liked it... At least for a few years now." She then shrugged, "It's good music. I dunno. I've gotten into many things since we last saw each other."

Merlin looked intrigued, one eyebrow raised, and crossed his arms over his chest, "Oh? Like what? List a few things, if you please."

Delilah racked her brain, "Well, I've gotten into going to Renaissance Faires, and I like Tribal Belly-dancing, folk-lore," at Merlin's look she elaborated, "All kinds of folk-lore, not just one specific kind. I've also been contact juggling ever since we last met, and I've studied all kinds of books on different types of magic. Hmm… What am I leaving out?" she paced slightly, one hand covering her mouth in thought, "Ah! Yes… I've gotten a Major in Fashion Design, and a Major in Illustration. I HAD a job, but you know all of that," Merlin nodded, she told him this yesterday during their walk. She continued on, "And, well, the rest you know." She sat down on the couch next to him and laid her head on his right shoulder, his arm pulling her against him as he leaned back. He surveyed the room and Delilah sighed, playing with the strips of fabric with the runes tied on the end, "Merlin… What am I going to do?"

He looked down at the crown of her head, and took a deep breath, "Well… You can start by searching the local newspaper for openings, or…" she looked up at him, "Or, you can not worry about it right now, but that never helped anyone, now did it?" He smiled and she couldn't help but smile back.

Her eyes dropped once again, "You're right. I need to get off of my lazy butt and get crackin' on finding another job." Her eyes lit up as she suddenly thought of something, and looked back up at Merlin in slight confusion, "Hey… Why are you here, anyway? What's happened to make you come back into the future?"

Merlin sighed and his tone became a bit deflated, "Mordred's planning to kill Arthur again, and I sent Arthur into the future, more precisely this time period, and Mordred's come after Arthur. I must find him before his plans go through, and I haven't the faintest idea where he might be. Or Arthur, for that matter." He pursed his lips in slight irritation and sighed.

Delilah rolled her eyes at the thought of Mordred being in this time, then snorted at the thought of him trying to kill King Arthur. She then sat up and looked back to Merlin, her brow creased slightly, "So... If you brought King Arthur here, where's Guinevere?"

Merlin chuckled, "She is over at Lancelot's in London." At Delilah's surprised look, he hastened to add, "She insisted on it! Besides, I needed to be free to find where you lived. After all," he smiled, "I haven't seen you in years."

Delilah pretended to reluctantly agree, "Yeah… You're right. But don't think I'll let you get out of something so easily again!" she waved a finger at him admonishingly and Merlin only chuckled. She then plopped back against him, "So. When do we go?"

Merlin raised an eyebrow, "We?"

Delilah sat up again and looked him in the eye, her face serious, "Yes, we. I'm going with you to find King Arthur." She crossed her arms over her chest to emphasize her meaning.

The corners of his mouth curved upwards in amusement, "And what makes you think I'll let you go with me?" He then sat up and crossed his arms over his chest, mimicking her movements.

She smiled sweetly, "Because I'll nag you until you say yes, and you never can say no to me for long." She then beamed triumphantly.

Merlin looked from side to side, exasperated, "I should work on that, you know." He looked at her pleading expression, "Oh, alright! But you do exactly what I say while we're on this excursion, or I'm sending you straight home! This adventure will be quite dangerous, and I don't need you getting hurt. Understand?"

Delilah nodded like an excited child, then rolled her eyes, "Merlin, every adventure we've gone on has been dangerous."

He blinked, "Oh right. Anyway, it'll be best if you arm yourself against any potential attacks." They both got up then, and Delilah followed Merlin into the kitchen, watching as he searched her bare cupboards. He then turned to look at her in slight irritation, "Do you ever stock food in your house?"

She scoffed, "Hello! No job, remember? My check doesn't come for a while now and I don't have any money left, except for gas money. That's about it."

He then waved her response off, "No matter. We'll just rely on Mother Nature to provide us with nutrition." He then went into one of the spare bedrooms, calling out, "You better pack what you need, and make sure it will fit in that pack of yours! We're travelling light."

Delilah slightly grumbled to herself and walked to her own bedroom, to do as he said and get ready for their next adventure.

Sooooo… whaddya think? Review, please! I'd like to know what you thought of it heh. Byesies!

-Niffers