To my lovely, and awesome followers, you really are my lovelies, and to whoever is reading this story of mine happy reading to ya. This chapter is from Quinn's point of view because I thought it would be interesting for an outsider, for someone that is from a world that Merlin is just a show, to see all of Camelot. So, happy reading to ya and enjoy.

A destiny to be known?

For Quinn it had been a awesome six months. She had found herself in a dream, in a play she never thought she would ever see.

Camelot was everything she imagined, and more. It was simply breathtaking being in a place where no one from her world had ever been, and that thought alone was enough to forget all about where she's from, in fact she found herself not missing home at all.

Quinn had met all of king Arthur's Knights, he even allowed her to sit at the Round Table.

For Quinn it was wonderful, but Merlin it was extremely busy. The guy was going Non-Stop. If he wasn't showing her around, he was doing something for Gaius, and if not for Gaius Arthur, in the meantime trying to find away for Quinn to return home. Quinn felt sorry for him.

So when he came by her room that evening she told him that she wanted to stay in.

"Oh, but I don't mind" said Merlin. "I like showing you around"

"I know, but you've been going Non-Stop"

"Oh, I'm fine" he held out his hand to her "come, I have something I want to show you"

"Oh, and that is?"

He smiled. "You are going to have to come with me to see"

Intrigued she took his hand, and allowed him to lead the way. The warmth she felt from his hand went unnoticed.

"Oh, and that dress looks lovely on you, it suits you quite well"

"Thank you. Queen Guinevere gave it to me" she replied as they walked down the hall. "I told her that I'd be fine, but she wasn't taking no for an answer. She gave me others to. I have to admit they are beautiful"

The dress was purple laced with gold and silver, and Quinn was surprised how comfortable it was. She wasn't usually a dress or skirt kind of girl, but these dresses weren't half bad. And plus she was kind of forced to wear them because the queen wasn't taking no for an answer.

Her and Guinevere had been becoming good friends, she found it quite comfortable spending time with the queen.

Arthur had been generous, he was treating her like a queen that was visiting from a neighbored kingdom. It was a little awkward at first, but then as she got to know everyone it became like second nature. Quinn had never felt so at home then she has been in these last six months, the feeling was a welcome change from her normal life, by each passing day she found herself more and more comfortable with it.

True there was somethings she missed, TV, the internet, but those things were something she can live without.

"But she practically forced me to wear this dress" she sighed.

"Well that's just the way she is" he said as they walked outside, and down the steps to two awaited horses, saddled and ready to go.

"But I look like a Barbie doll in this dress though" Quinn said, as she peted the horse's shoulder. "I just look weird"

"No, not at all, you look beautiful"

Quinn thought she heard Merlin say before he let go of her hand, and helped her mount her horse before mounting his own.

Quinn loved horses. When Merlin had learned of her love for horses he immediately showed her the stables.

Quinn was born and raised in New York City, she had only seen horses on TV, but dreamed about writing one one day. It is fair to say her first riding lesson didn't go well, she fell off the horse several times, but after a little of hard work she finally got the hang of it. Quinn had always been a fast learner. And when she discovered how fun writing can be, it became a very enjoyable passing time.

There was just something about horses that enchanted her, how they can move themselves gracefully with their powerful legs, how their movements was so breathtaking and hypnotic.

One horse in particular she always enjoyed riding was appear black mare, she liked how calm and lazy she was, but Quinn was learning if persuaded just right, she could be a firecracker.

Arthur told her as long as she was in Camelot she could ride the black mare anytime she wants.

She reached down and stroked the horse's neck. She had a name for this horse, but she doesn't speak it out loud. She calls her Evony.

"Quinn"

She looked at Merlin. "Well? Lead the way"

With that they took off. Quinn never knew how relaxing riding a horse could be, to feel the wind through her hair, to hear the horses hooves on the ground, to feel like she was almost flying. Every movement of the horse stoled her breath away.

Quinn has never felt like herself like she does In this moment. Before she was somehow pulled into this world of magic, she was just going through the motions day by day, but here, she can let loose and be herself. She doesn't care if she ever goes home again, in fact she would much prefer not to.

But she knew Merlin, he would never stop unless he found a way to get her home. But perhaps he would if she told him she wanted to stay.

Quinn has to be honest with herself, she wanted to stay, she had never wanted anything this badly in her entire life, her every being burned within her to stay. And if it's in her power to do so that is what she will do. But will it be alright for her to stay in a world she didn't belong? Where she isn't from?

Yes, Quinn was happy here, but this wasn't her world, but does it matter? She felt complete in Camelot, almost like this is where she was meant to be all along. But was that right? Quinn knew she should want to go home, back to her world, to her own time, but she didn't want to, shes happy right were she is.

They were riding for hours, the sun began to sit. "Okay, let's rest for a little while" said Merlin.

"Alright" Merlin dismounted his horse, and then helped her dismount her own. She peted Evony on the neck before joining Merlin.

The sun had completely sat by now, a blanket of stars started to appear. It was breathtaking. She can't remember ever seeing the stars this clear before.

"Wow" she whispered "this is amazing"

"What?" He asked.

"The stars, I have never seen them soap right before"

"Is that so?"

They fell silent. It was a comfortable silence, as if neither one of them needed to talk. But she was curious why he brought her here. Was it to show her the stars?

Quinn was about to ask what are they doing here, when Merlin spoke in a language she couldn't understand, the language he was speaking in seem to echo around them. She looked at him. It took her a moment to realize what he was doing.

Then she heard it. She looked to the sky just as the dragon came into view. Her voice got caught in her throat. She took a step back when the dragon landed gracefully in front of them.

The dragon's golden eyes was the most beautiful thing she's ever seen, she was lost for words, her voice had decided to abandon her apparently.

When the dragon spoke she was yet again Blown Away by this world.

"It has been a while, Kilgharrah" said Merlin.

"Yes, it has indeed young warlock"

"I need your help"

Kilgharrah looked at her. "Indeed you do. She is not of this world"

"No.." She said. "I'm not"

"And were are you from?" Asked Kilgharrah, lowering his head slightly.

"I- I was born and raised in New York City, but i-"

"You should not be here"

"But why?" She asked. "I like it here, I want to stay" Merlin turned to her, a bright smile plastered on his face.

"I am sure you do, but you do not belong in this world, for in your world you have a destiny to fulfill"

"A what?!" Ask Quinn and Merlin simultaneously.

With love to all.