A/N: I'm back! Sorry for being away for so long but trying to figure out what to do with Merlin was difficult. Oh, well I'm back now. I know I said there would probably be about 5 chapters but as I read chapter 2 I realised I put chapter 2 and 3 into one so now the story is one chapter short . Never mind. Enjoy!

Merlin couldn't see anything, but he could feel. He was lay on a hard floor with something resting upon his chest. Something was wrapped around his waist. He tried shifting slightly and realised it was an arm. Finally able to open his eyes, he looked to see a head of blonde hair. He froze as the memories of what happened came back to him. He was Immortal. Emrys meant immortal, but he never truly believed he couldn't die.

Merlin turned his head to see a bundle of white scales lay next to him. Merlin smiled when he realised it was Aithusa. He slipped from under Arthurs arm, laying his head on the ground softly, as to not to wake him. Arthur stirred slightly, muttering Merlin's name before rolling over and falling back to sleep. Merlin crept over to Aithusa and shook him awake. He growled softly before opening one large blue eye. He shot up when he realised Merlin was the one waking him. Merlin put a finger to his lips and gestured for Aithusa to follow him. The young dragon nodded and started to follow.

On his way past Merlin stopped next to Arthur. He knelt down beside him and ran a hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry, Arthur, for everything." He whispered, the white dragon watching on with sad eyes. He knew what his Dragon Lord was about to do. Merlin stood again and started to walk away, heading for a clearing to call the Great Dragon. When they finally reached it, Aithusa hung back waiting for her Dragon Lord to call Kilgharrah .

"O drakon, e male so ftengometta tesd'hup'anankes!" Merlin shouted at the sky. After about 5 minutes, the dragon landed in the clearing, a wide smile on his face.

"When I got your call, young warlock, I barely dared to believe…" Kilgharrah trailed off as Merlin walked up to him. The dragon bent his head so Merlin could place his hand on top of his head.

"I'm fine, old friend" Merlin said, an equally large smile on his face. Without even having to voice the words, Kilgharrah knew what Merlin wanted.

"Get on" he said. Merlin nodded and climbed onto his head. He looked over to Aithusa and said.

"Come, Aithusa." Kilgharrah smiled when he saw her. Aithusa flew over and Kilgharrah took to the sky, leaving Camlann, leaving Arthur behind. He knew he would be back, but he had to do something first and he didn't know how long it would take.

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Arthur woke on a bed, it wasn't as comfy as his bed in Camelot, but it was close. He opened his eyes to see he was in the infirmary tent at Camlann. He closed his eyes and was content to wait for Merlin to come wake him, but as soon as he thought his manservants name the memories came crashing down on him. Merlin had died. Died. Arthur let out a small sob and buried his face in the pillow. After a while he felt delicate arms wrap around him, pulling him against someone's chest. He knew it was his Queen, but he didn't look up, just buried his face in her shoulder. Gwen ran her fingers through her hair and let her husband cry. She had shed many tears over Merlin when she found out what happened, so she let her husband grieve. Finally he wiped his eyes and said.

"Who survived?" Gwen smiled at him and started on the long list of survivors.

"All the Knights in the Round Table survived" she finished, a sad smile playing on her lips. "I'm so sorry, Arthur."

With that, Arthur broke down sobbing again.

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6 months he had been away, and finally he had found a way to get Freya from the lake. He sat on the shore to the Lake of Avalon, flipping through a book of Dragon Magic, trying to find the spell he needs. Finally finding it he stands and points his hand towards the lake.

"I thërras ty nga ky liqen, të kuptojnë shpirtin e saj dhe ta sjellë atë në një dashurinë e saj të vërtetë. Bëni Qënie Qiellore e saj për të shpenzuar pjesën tjetër të Emrys ditët e saj." As he said this Kilgharrah and Aithusa breathed a shimmering mist onto the lake and in the mist the shape of a girl formed. She started to walked toward them, the closer she got to the shore the more she took on her old human body. Finally reaching the sandy banks she stepped out and breathed deeply, a large smile split her face.

"Freya" Merlin muttered, eyes filled with disbelief. Freya smiled wider when she saw Merlin and she ran to him. He pulled her into his arms and place a soft kiss onto her lips.

Kilgharrah and Aithusa stood in the background, smiles on both their faces, happy to see their Dragon Lord finally happy. But they knew what was going to happen now. They both knew once he had her back that Merlin was going back to Camelot.

Merlin turned to his two Dragon friends, Freya still in his arms he said.

"Thank you, for everything" they both nodded and Kilgharrah lowered his head.

"I will take you back to Camelot" he said. Merlin looked like he was about to protest but when he caught the look in Kilgharrah's eyes he knew there was no disagreeing with the Dragon. Merlin nodded and pulled Freya towards him. They both climbed on and Kilgharrah took to the skies, Aithusa following at the side of them. After flying for 10 minutes, Camelot came into view. Home.