Morgana was having a good week. While the majority of the babies remained the same, none were that unstable and there weren't any new babies and the majority that had been on the ward the week before had now been transferred to the NICU or SCBU closer to their homes. All of Morgana's neonate's were recovering from surgery of some sort, just needing that extra bit of help to help them recover and soon move to a different hospital. All were still on oxygen and still in their incubators as Morgana arrived and did her rounds of the ward. Many parents were pleased to see her and she took the routine observations half hourly as standard, feeling as though she had barely any time to do anything in-between the paperwork, patient notes, checking on her patients and supporting the parents.
While GOSH was within walking distance of Morgana's flat, that night she was too tired to walk home after her shift and walked down the tube alongside Gwen, separating to go on to their respective stops. Nelson Square was a forty minute walk or ten minutes on the tube or twenty minutes on the bus, so while sometimes it was quicker to walk than take the tube (especially during rush hour and given that Morgana had to change trains), yet Morgana couldn't be bothered. Given that it was 7pm, therefore past rush hour, Morgana sunk into the seat on the tube with a heavy sigh and put her headphones in. She glanced over at the doors as they arrived at Leicester Square and got off to change to the Central line. As she got onto the next train, she sat down and noticed someone waving at her.
"Hi Morgana" Morgause greeted with a cough. "How are you?".
"I've been doing well" Morgana smiled. "Just got off work. You?".
"Bleh" Morgause replied as the doors shut and the tube went off.
"You sure?" Morgana frowned. "You look a little green".
"Just nauseous" Morgause muttered. "I'm okay though". Morgause was not okay, she threw up all over the tube with onlookers looking disgusted, having worked on many maternity wards, Morgana knew what to do and attempted to help Morgause.
"I'm the doctor" Morgause muttered. "Not you".
"I know" Morgana replied. "I used to work on the delivery suite. I'm used to it".
"This is so humiliating" Morgause murmured.
"Which stop you getting off at?" Morgana asked.
"Charing Cross" Morgause replied. "So next stop".
"Take care" Morgana offered.
"You too" Morgause smiled as she stepped of the tube onto the platform. Instead of fussing around changing to another train, Morgana got off at Waterloo and walked back home to her apartment. She was somewhat expecting to see Arthur as she unlocked the door and went in with a sigh, taking her shoes off and getting her dinner ready.
Usually, Arthur would tend to be around during the evenings when Morgana would get home from work. Instead, he insisted on having an appointment with Dr DuLac as soon as possible, with his only free spots being rather late in the evening. So Arthur went down to the tube and took it to the one nearest to St Thomas' hospital. After asking many people for directions, he found his way to Neurology and signed himself in and waited for Dr DuLac.
"Arthur Pendragon" Dr DuLac said with a smile, leading Arthur though to his office.
"So, how have things been?" Dr DuLac asked as he sat down.
"Still can't remember a thing about well, anything. Still unemployed, not much of a change except I now have a girlfriend".
"Congratulations" Lancelot remarked. "Just a question Arthur, you don't have to say anything if you don't want to".
"Okay, sure" Arthur said. "What is it?".
"Have you had sex since having your memory back".
"I'm the Virgin Mary" Arthur laughed. "In all seriousness though, no I haven't had sex. Can't remember what it's like, haven't done it in a while. My girlfriend and I have kissed, otherwise not much really".
"Okay" Dr DuLac said as he jotted down some notes. "So from what I can tell, your previous address was in Salisbury".
"I used to live in a shop?" Arthur arched an eyebrow looking confused.
"No" DuLac frowned. "You used to live in a house in Salisbury".
"But Salisbury's a shop, isn't it?" Arthur asked.
"Ah, I think you mean Sainsbury's" Dr DuLac chuckled. "No, Salisbury is a place. Where you used to live with your wife".
"What was her name?" Arthur asked.
"Guinevere".
"Guinevere" Arthur repeated. He rather liked the way that the name rolled off his tongue. Yet not as much as Morgana.
"That's right" Dr DuLac said. Dr DuLac gave Arthur his old address with a view of Arthur going to his old place within the next few months, hoping for a discharge too within the near future. Before heading home, Arthur stopped off at Camelot Cafe, signing up for a job at the small place, then headed back home.
He knocked on Morgana's door and waited for her to answer. She answered with a yawn, her face makeup free and in some silk pyjamas.
"Hey stranger" Arthur greeted. "You look tired".
"I am" Morgana confirmed. "Was about to sleep. Long shift in the morning. Where were you?".
"I was with my doctor for my amnesia" Arthur sighed. "And, he wants me to go to my old place to investigate my past. I'm so sorry, I won't be here for Valentine's Day. It's going to be long, so don't come with me".
"Don't be ridiculous" Morgana scoffed. "I'm coming with you".
"Can you even get time off work?".
"I've got my annual leave starting on Monday. How does then sound?".
"That sounds perfect" Arthur smiled.
A/N: Well, sorry this is later than usual for me! And also rather short, but I wanted to bridge things over for the next chapter. I'm also planning on doing a side story about Morgause and Merlin if anyone is interested, should be out sometime soon I hope!