Freya's eyes went wide and she started to back away slowly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She said slowly.

"I knew I felt close to him." Aithusa continued. "I was resonating with the magic he has in his blood!" Aithusa noticed she was almost at the door. "No, don't go! We are kin, in a sort." Freya stopped at that. "I am drakon." Aithusa looked down in shame.

"Oh dear lord." Freya whispered. "Maybe I was wrong. Maybe it truly was wrong for us to stay here."

"No I think you and Merlin are exactly what we need. There is an underground war going on. This school has become the battle ground." Freya was frozen on the spot. What was she talking about?

"Can you cure him?!" Freya half yelled, immediately slicing through the babble. Aithusa closed her mouth and nodded. "Please." Her voice gave a strangled cry. Aithusa grabbed her hand and drug her to the door behind the counter. When she placed her hand on the knob it glowed faintly blue through her hands before she pushed it open. The opening revealed a dark tunnel.

"Welcome to the underground." Aithusa's eyes glowed faintly blue to match her luminescent hands. She guided Freya down the tunnel until they came to a large circular cavern. There were nine archways around the cavern, including the one they came through. There were tables and cabinets lining the walls filled with books and jars of all assortment. In the center of the room a huge round table stood proudly. It was a dark mahogany with delicate carvings wrapping around the edge. Nine high backed chairs stood in line with the archways.

"What is this place?"

"This place was created for magic. Magic itself will one day walk this cavern and when he does, there will be a place for us all." Freya stood in awe drinking in the sight, until she remember the reason they were here.

"Merlin," she stammered. Aithusa nodded and wound her way between cabinets, collecting herbs and strange colored liquids.

"Whomever has performed the spell, it is indeed a spell, will know the minute it is broken and will likely be very angry. The spell they performed is called colaevum. It is literally draining his magic from him. Merlin being Merlin, it means draining his life. Magic is not just something he was born with, it is him. The drain is becoming too much and his body didn't know what to do, thus cutting of hearing and sight for more necessary functions." Aithusa had prepared a large beaker filled with a purple liquid. She unscrewed the lid of a jar filled with tan powder. "Astragalus root will help fight against almost anything, the immune system in particular. Mixed with the leaves Mortius flower, it will also help his magical immune system. I believe that this, along with Merlin's will, will overcome the spell."

"The purple liquid?" Freya asked quietly. It was almost too much for her, even with the help of her sight.

"It may be magic but that doesn't mean a little chemistry isn't involved. The solution needs a base." Aithusa says with a quirk of her lips. Freya nodded and waited for Aithusa to finish. After she added the powdered root and Mortius leaf, Aithusa's eyes glowed brighter blue as she whispered under her breath. The potion boiled and turned a pleasant shade of green. "Perfect let's go." Then they ran. They ran through the tunnel and the shop until they were already almost to Gaius's apartment. They both stopped short at the sight of a shiny car in the parking lot with a tall blonde leaning against it.

"Bloody hell! Don't you ever have class?!" Freya demanded breaking into a run again, Aithusa close on her heals. She didn't have to look back to know Arthur was behind them. When they reached the apartment, the door was already flung wide. Freya froze. Inside the door books were strewn around the room and the bookshelves and Gaius's lab table were thrown sideways. Merlin was nowhere to be found.

"Where the hell is he?" Arthur commanded. Freya was visibly shaking. He was gone and if they didn't find him soon, he would die.

"He must have been an idiot and gone out on his own again. In his state he obviously shouldn't have. Look what he's done to the room." Aithusa's voice washed over Freya, giving her clarity.

"Let's split up to look for him. Arthur take the town and call Morgana to be on the lookout. Aithusa and I will split campus and I will talk with Gaius and Kilgharrah." Arthur looked like he was going to argue, but one look from Freya shut him up. He nodded and ran from the building, phone in hand.

"We aren't looking on campus are we?"

"No call Kilgharrah and have him meet us in the cavern. Someone took him and we need to find him." Freya was tired of being frightened. She was tired of being frightened that someone would come along and rip Merlin away, and she was tired of the running. When Merlin actually was taken, she had been nowhere in sight to help, and now she was not going to run anymore.