Somewhere...
When Morgana opened her eyes, her gaze reached the lamp that created the dim light in the gloomy room. She was lying on the cold floor on her back. When she tried to move her hands, she realized that they were tied tightly behind her back. It took some time to remember what was going on. Then she remembered her brother and lifted her head side to side. Arthur was lying across the room, but was also waking up. Morgana waited until Arthur's gaze turned to search her.
"Are you alright?" Morgana's voice was weak.
"Yeah, I hope that someone got that's truck's number." Arthur moaned. He hauled himself in a sitting position and looked at her sister. "What about you?"
"Headache." Morgana admitted and tried to smile, but it was just pathetic smile.
"So, that was The Hold." Arthur stated.
"Yeah."
They fell in silence.
"So, what is this place?" Arthur asked finally.
"Some sort of cellar. I think." Morgana said.
"What you think is happening next?"
Morgana looked her brother seriously and asked sarcastically.
"What you think is going to happen?"
Arthur winced when he heard his sister's voice.
"We are kidnapped with half-secret organization who, maybe partly, works for the government. But they messed up, we got our self…"
"You got us." Morgana muttered.
"… I got us in the trouble because they wanted one fine lady to be dead."
"You can't resist a lady in danger, can you?"
"No?"
"Though so." Morgana sighed.
"So, they will probably like us dying too. We know too much. Now we are just bait that they can lure Gwen out of the hideout."
"And Merlin." Morgana added.
"And Merlin. Gods, Merlin." Arthur becomes aware that his partner was also in danger.
"You never think far enough. Now you have risked everything." Morgana scolded him.
"But I can't just leave…"
"But you can think about it a little bit more. You can try finding another way to do things than plunge straight into the action." Morgana hissed.
"I'm sorry sis."
"You better be, you cloth pole."
"Hey!" Arthur exclaimed indignantly.
"Serves you right. Now we have to wait and see what Merlin can do." Morgana sighed resignedly.
"What Merlin can do? What Merlin can do? What Merlin can do? You two, what is going on?" Arthur demanded to know.
"It is not my place to say anything." Morgana refused to look at her brother. She couldn't betray her friend like that, even now, in this situation. Arthur just had to wait and see himself, and hear Merlin's explanation. And then go to their father's place to demand more answers.
Arthur looked at his sister with irritation. He knew that he couldn't get any more answers out of her.
He leaned heavily against the wall and closed his eyes.
"Do you know what time it is?" Arthur asked lazily.
"I think that there are still a few hours in the morning." Morgana estimates. His internal clock was usually very accurate.
"So, what happens then?"
Morgana smiled again. "Then, then something happens. And let's hope that our luck will turn around."