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Once again as I said at the end of the last chapter, I am NOT, repeat NOT, a physician. So don't do anything I say for first aid… it will most likely get you killed. What I write is only for of not making everything supper confusing. As I have no idea what I'm talking about. I could Google it, but I'm too lazy.

Chapter 4: Healing and Forgiveness

Merlin

Merlin carried her to a nearby river, setting her down on its grassy shore. There wasn't protection from the elements, but it would have to do, until Morgana could be safely moved. Why am I doing this? He wondered, her and Morgause tried to destroy Camelot!

It's because you think there's still good in her, another part of his mind nagged. He wished that were true, but he had no idea what happened to her, she was only gone for a little under a month, but who knows what she could learned already?

Merlin growled to himself, he had no time to ponder; Morgana had already lost a lot of blood, and was losing more still. Also the cuts on her arms looked infected, and she had small burns. Magical burns, Merlin found out. For the hundredth time he wondered that had happened to her.

He walked a few paces to the rivers shore, tearing up a cloth that was with the herb basket. He dipped it in to the cool water, and then brought it to Morgana, rolling up the sleeves of her now bloodstained white shirt. Merlin then proceeded to wipe away the blood and clean the wounds.

The cuts on Morganas arms were infected, he found out, and he wondered yet again what had happened to her.

Luckily, one of the herbs Gaius sent him to get was one that would stop the infection. Merlin crushed up the herbs and put them on the gashes on her arms, binding the wounds with another cloth.

He spent the better part of the next hour cleaning the other cuts, tending to bruises and washing dirt and grime away. When he was finished, Merlin picked her up again, having remembered a place where she would be safe.

Merlin decided that he couldn't bring her back to Camelot just yet, if she was still in an allegiance to Morgause, then she would be in a very good position to be a spy for her half sister. No, it was best to keep her away from Camelot, until he could be positive where her loyalties lay.

So Merlin took her to a cave placed high into the face of a mountain, the only way to get to the top would be a difficult climb, but not for long. Setting Morgana gently on the ground, he closed his eyes and shouted, "furia arwyrain i maes!"

There was a loud rumbling coming from the cliff wallas a narrow road jutted out from the side, a path winding up the cliff to the mouth of the cave.

Merlin picked Morgana up again and walked up the path and set her inside the cave, leaving her packs by the cave mouth. He set more of the herbs he used on her cuts so she could apply them on her back next to her, and put out food and water because no doubt she would be hungry and thirsty when she awoke, and by it he wrote a note, explaining what had happened to her, and that she was safe, of course he couldn't tell her the truth, that could turn very bad. So he kept it simple. Then he left, casting protection charms on the cave so that only he and Morgana could enter.

Morgana

When she woke up, Morgana had no idea where she was, there was a ceiling of stone was above her, and she lay on the same cold stone. She sat up, noticing bandages on her arms. What happened to me? Where am I? She wondered. She saw a loaf of bread on a white cloth, and she quickly ate it, ravenous with hunger. She saw a hastily written note next to it, it read,

My Lady,

You're safe, don't worry,

I found you in the woods, half dead, I healed you, your wounds were horrible, what did you do, attempt to fight off an army? Never mind, if you look behind you there is a bundle of herbs, crush them and put them on gash on your back, they take away the infection.

The note wasn't signed, Morgana read it over and over, asking herself, who had found her? And why did they wish to remain anonymous? Morgana sighed and stood up, grimacing as pain shot up her back, she crushed the leaves in her hands and, removing her shirt, placed them on her back, instant coolness seeped into the gash, abolishing all the hot pain. She wound a strip of cloth around her torso before pulling taking her shirt in to her hands.

The once white cloth was now a shade of brown, it was covered in scorch marks from the fire in the stables and covered in blood from her fight with Morgause. Morgana grabbed her pack, rummaging through it until her fingers brushed against soft fabric, she closed her hand around it a pulled a long green dress from the pack.

Morgana didn't know why she had brought it, but she was thankfull she didn't have to put on the grungy shirt again, she pulled the plain green dress over her head and took off her pants. She was tired, she realized then, and curled up to sleep, using her pack as a pillow as she drifted off into her dreams.

Emrys stood over her, and then hissed to her, "Wake up! Wake up!"

Morgana felt a pressure on her arm, a spreading coolness not unlike what the effect of the herbs had been on her back.

Morgana opened her eyes…

And screamed.

Merlin, Merlin was kneeling at her side, what was he doing here? To poison her again, Morgana had no doubt.

"My lady, please!" Merlin pleaded, "Let me explain!"

"So you can poison me again, and be sure I die this time?" Morgana screamed, her voice going in to hysterics.

"No Morgana! Listen to me, I-" but Merlin was cut off by Morgana, screaming, "Liar!" scrambling away from him.

Merlin's face clouded with sadness, slowly he stood up, and walked slowly out of the cave, leaving Morgana in the cave, heart pounding.

He just left, Morgana thought, he didn't try to kill me? Why didn't he kill me? It's not like I would put up that big a fight. More questions nagged at her mind, was he the one who found me? That would explain how he knew I was in this cave, and how he knew the herbs to treat me with, no doubt he learned this from Gaius, but why did he even heal me in the first place only to kill me latter, why not just stick a knife in my heart when I was unconscious?

Maybe he wanted to do what he did last time, make me trust him, and when I'm not looking betraying me and this time being sure to kill me. Yes, Morgana thought, that's what he's trying to do. Exactly.

Morgana turned over, punching her pack until it was a suitable pillow, Yes, she thought again, that's what he's trying to do. Merlin's a fool if he thinks I will trust him again. As she drifted off in to sleep, the last thoughts that went through her mind were, Is that true, how can I be so sure? I can't know for certain. Maybe he dose want to help me.

That's ridiculous. He wants me dead.

Then Morgana drifted into a dreamless sleep.

M&M&M&M

When she woke up the next morning, the first thing Morgana noticed was that she was not alone.

Merlin was sitting on the other side of the cave, how long he had been there she didn't know, but his eyes were closed, was he asleep?

"You have no idea how much I regret doing what I did." Morgana jumped. How had he know she had awoke? She was about to say something when Merlin, eyes still closed, spoke again.

"I figure I can only tell you what really happened that day now, while your still asleep, so you don't start screaming at me again."

What? Oh, Merlin must think her still asleep, she leaned back on her pack, closing her eyes to mere slits to give her the appearance of sleep, but still watch what Merlin did. She was curious as to what he had to say, and he wouldn't hold back on anything, after all he thought she was asleep.

"That day, when the knights of Medir came to Camelot, that's when it starts, you weren't falling asleep like everyone else, when Arthur asked you questions I covered for you.

I had to stop the attack, but I had no idea how. I knew learned one thing though, the only way to stop the attack." Merlin took a deep, shaking breath. His next words were barely a whisper, "I had to destroy the source of the enchantment. You. Morgause used you, into following her, to take down Camelot, so many people would die! People I loved were in danger. I had to do something, I regret poisoning you so much, it was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I hope one day you'll forgive me."

Though her partly closed eyes, Morgana could barely see the tears running down his face. She knew then whether or not she could trust him. She opened her eyes all the way and said to Merlin,

"I forgive you."

Next Chapter: Magic and Truth

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