Helios/Morgana like each other, Arwen plays matchmaker.

"Your sister has the hots for my new neighbor," Gwen tells Arthur, giggling over the phone.

"Is that so?" Arthur asks, sounding none to thrilled about the prospect.

"Oh, come off it, Arthur. I know she's your sister, but she's a grown woman."

"I know," he sighs.

"And you seem to conveniently forget that I have a brother who might be less than thrilled by some of the things you've done to me," she teases.

"Things I've done to you? You're always a very willing participant in all these things, my love. And besides, I wasn't the one that tied you to the bedposts and…"

"Okay, shut up," she says, giggling furiously. "I am at work, you know."

"So am I," he replies smoothly. "So tell me about this 'neighbor' of yours."

"He's pretty hot, for one."

"Great." He sounds less than thrilled.

"I can look, cool it. Tall, muscular. Bald."

"Bald?"

"By choice. He's not an old guy. He's our age. I think he's a doctor, actually."

"Oh?"

"So now he's impressed?" Gwen teases.

"Shut it, you. What makes you think he's a doctor?"

"Because when I see him leaving or coming home he is usually wearing a plastic badge that says 'Dr. Helios Monroe.'"

"Ah. And how did Morgana meet this 'Dr.' Helios?"

"Well, she didn't, not officially. She came over last Saturday to pick me up for girls' night with Freya and Elena, and she saw him in the hall. Practically tackled me for information when I opened the door!"

"Mmm, I have a very clear picture of that in my mind, yes."

"So we need to set them up."

"We do? Why?"

"Arthur, you want her to have a boyfriend so she gives us more time alone."

"Right. Good point. She keeps horning in on my time with you. Like last Saturday."

"Last Saturday you went go-karting with the boys!"

"Only because they made me."

"Right," she rolls her eyes. "So here's what I'm thinking…"

xXx

World Cup party, Gwen's apartment. They were careful with the invitations. Merlin and Freya, Percy and Elena, Leon and Mithian, Lancelot and Gwaine, Elyan and Sefa. And Morgana. And Helios.

Turns out Helios was a big footie fan, new in town, and only too eager to meet some people. Gwen was also able to find out that he owns a cat and loves Thai food. Morgana loves animals of any kind, and exotic food, especially spicy exotic food, is always on the top of her list.

So Gwen added Thai spring rolls with spicy peanut sauce to the menu.

Morgana was, of course, the last to arrive, knocking and entering before anyone answered the door. She greets their friends, and as she strides to the kitchen to find Gwen and Arthur, she quite literally bumps into Helios.

"Sorry!" she exclaims, looking up into his surprised, but smiling, face.

"Completely my fault," he says. "I don't believe we've officially met," he says, extending his hand. "Helios Monroe."

"Morgana Pendragon," she manages, her voice a little breathier than she would like.

"Are you related to Arthur?"

"He's my brother, sadly…"

Helios laughs. "I wouldn't have guessed it. You don't resemble each other."

"Thankfully," she grins.

"Oh, you don't mean that, surely. Arthur's a handsome guy," he says.

Oh shit, he's gay.

"On the other hand, you are quite beautiful in your own right," he continues. She stares. "I'm not gay."

Morgana laughs suddenly then, blushing. "Were my thoughts that obvious?"

"Perhaps a little. I'm just," he straightens up, preening a little, "secure enough in my own manhood that I am able to acknowledge when another man is handsome, that's all. You know, like, um, those two… Lancelot and Gwaine. What is the deal with those two? Are they for real?"

Morgana laughs, then. "I know, it's bloody unfair that two guys that hot are gay. With each other. Seems like they're cheating out both sides, doesn't it?"

"I thought they were brothers at first," Helios chuckles. "But I'm keeping you, you were going to go greet our hosts, I take it?" Helios asks.

"What? Oh, yeah, I guess." In the direction of the kitchen she hears frantic whispers and scrambling. They were SO spying on us. "It was very nice meeting you, Helios."

"You, too. I'd really like to continue our conversation," he says. Then he reaches up and touches her chin with his index finger.

Morgana almost melts. "Yes, me, too. Save me a seat out there," she nearly whispers. He grins at her then, and Morgana quite literally feels the urge to peel her panties off right there.

She strides into the kitchen to find Arthur and Gwen locked in an embrace. Gwen is pinned against the pantry doors, her hands pinned over her head by one of Arthur's hands, his other one clasping her backside while they kiss deeply and with an abandon of which Morgana is secretly envious.

"You two can snog all you want, it doesn't change the fact that you were spying," Morgana says, taking a plate.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Arthur says, releasing Gwen only to recapture her, holding her in a little more G-rated fashion now.

"Don't think I didn't notice that the only single people at this party are me and Gwen's hot neighbor," she says. "Ooo, spring rolls."

"Well, I do like to be subtle," Gwen says, giggling.

"Subtle as a freight train," Morgana mumbles. She takes her plate and sweeps from the room.

Behind her, she hears the low rumble of Arthur's voice. "Now, where were we…"

Morgana returns to the living room, plate in one hand, cup in the other.

"Where are Gwen and Arthur?" Merlin asks.

"Having a snog in the kitchen. Someone should go turn the hose on those two before it turns into a full-on shag," she says, looking around. There are no seats.

He said he'd save a seat for me…

"Morgana," Helios calls to her, "I did save a seat for you."

She looks at him. He pats his knee. She grins.