Title: I lost Merlin

Chapter 5: Gaius always worried!

By: Jessi009

AN- Hello, I missed you guys! Seriously, I did! Anyway, good news reader... I HAVE MY LAPTOP BACK :D

So here it is the next episode, I would just like to say - 'I'm so sorry' please forgive me *major puppy dog eyes*

Gaius always worried about Merlin; there was no point in questioning that. So when Merlin came bounding out of his small chamber one day, muttering something about Arthur being in grave danger made him worry even more.

It was a sunny day in Camelot and smells of herbs filled Gaius nostrils as he waddled across the uneven cobbles of the market square. It had been three days or so since Merlin had ran after Arthur and still neither Merlin nor Arthur had returned to Camelot- Gaius had a dreaded feeling that something was wrong in the pit of his stomach.

Still Gaius went on with his daily duty of tending to the sick, once on a visit to the lower town- to tend to a small ten year old boy- that Gaius suddenly filled with worry for some reason.

It was on the fourth day that the Prince entered the physician's chamber- a solemn look plagued his face- with Gwen, but no Merlin- Gaius remembered thinking how odd that was, seeing as Merlin and Prince Arthur were usually joined at the hip most days, the feeling of dread and worry came back in to the pit of Gaius stomach again.

Gaius can still remember that day so clearly now; The Prince asked, if he could take a seat, so he did as his Sire asked. And then Gwen walked passed Arthur and took her gentle hands in Gaius shaking ones, and knelt down beside him, looking up, tears filled those sweet and caring brown eyes of hers. The Prince didn't have to say anything; he didn't have to utter a single word to Gaius, for Gaius already knew what the Prince would tell him.

"It's Merlin, isn't it, he's dead, I had this feeling, this dread in my heart, that something was wrong, now I know why- it was because of Merlin."

"Yes, I'm so gravelly sorry Gaius; it's my entire fault, I killed him, but Gaius you must believe me I didn't me to; I would never want to hurt Merlin, he was- he is my best friend, my blood brother. Please, please believe me."

Prince Arthur dropped to his knees in front of Gaius; head bowed in shame of what he had done.

The Physician tilted Arthurs head up so that he could see the look on the Princes face- distraught, Prince Arthur was distraught.

"Calm down Sire, that's it, deep breaths; now please, can you tell me what happened to my boy."

"I stabbed him, with my sword- but Gaius, you have to believe me, I never meant to, I swear on my life I never meant to, Merlin, he- he didn't look like himself, he look like a troll, I'm so sorry Gaius.

"It's alright, I understand, I think. I know you would never hurt Merlin, not on purpose anyway."

Gaius gently stroked Arthur's head, to try and offer any kind of comfort for him.

Gaius slowly rose from his chair and tapped Gwen on the shoulder and jerked his head to the side to make sure Gwen would follow him to his work desk.

"Gaius, are you okay? I mean, you've had quite a shock, we don't even know if he's- he's dead, we never found his body." Gwen looked at the old man; pity and hope could be seen in her eyes.

"I'm more concerned about the Princes wellbeing, look at him Gwen; he looks so distraught so... confused"

Gaius and Gwen looked at each other and then back towards Arthur; he was on his knees, his arms leaning on the chair where Gaius once sat.

From the light seeping from the candles that where dotted around the chamber you could see how much of a state Arthur was in; his hair - a right royal mess- was standing up at all ends. Arthur buried his face in his hands; you could see dried blood splattered on his hands, the Prince pulled the red sleeves of his tunic across his hands and grabbed them at the ends; even though his tunic was red you could still make out the crimson stain of blood on it.

"Could you see about getting some hot water, I think the Prince might need a bath." Gaius whispered to Gwen leading her to the door.

"Of course"

After Gwen had left to retrieve some hot water Gaius steadily made his way back towards Arthur, when he touched Arthur's shoulder he jumped at the touch.

"Sire, maybe you should rest, you look tired."

"No I- Arthur stopped when he saw the look on the old man's face- Fine, but only for a while."

Gaius lead Arthur toward the steps leading to Merlin's room, he look frightened at first- because it was Merlin's room- but Gaius just about managed to calm him down by saying that 'nothing bad would happen'.

Gaius lowered the Prince into the cold bed; Arthur shifted, trying to find a comfy position to sleep.

Later that night, Gaius had to give the Prince a sleeping draft to relieve him from his nightmare.

King Uther was sitting at his table in the great hall when the doors swung opened to reveal the two guards -who were on duty to stand guard tonight- and Gaius, his old, trusted, adviser.

"Sire, I wish to inform you that Prince Arthur has returned safely and is resting in my wards chambers."

"Why is he not in his own chambers" Uther asked, panic evident in his husk voice.

"Well Sire, your son came to me earlier on to tell me that my ward, Merlin, has died."

"Oh... oh, Gaius I'm so sorry for your loss, if, if there's anything I can do, just let me know."

"You've done quite enough already, Sire, now sire if you would like to see your son, follow me to my chambers"

Gaius and the King made their way to the all too familiar chambers, as they took the final steps they suddenly heard a terrified scream coming from the physician's chambers.

Uther and Gaius ran- or fast walk, for Gaius- into the chambers and up the trio of steps. When they stumbled into the tiny room to see Arthur backed into the corner of the room; his arms gripped his legs tightly and he was having violent tremors, He's covered in that disgusting, vile sorcerer's blood, Uther noticed.

"Son, what's wrong, what's happened?" Uther went to place a comforting hand on his son's shoulder when Arthur glared at him, Uther was shocked and so was Gaius.

"Get... away... from... me... now!" Arthur's voice was low, menacing and held a tone of complete and utter loathing that was aimed towards his father.

"Arthur, you dare to speak to me in that manner?"

Arthur just looked at him and then, after a pregnant pause leaned towards his father and whispered into his ear.

Uther stiffened at whatever his son whispered to him, fear and sadness clouded his eyes. After recovering from the shock he rose, still looking in disbelief at his son.

"I, I have to go!" Uther turned his head towards Gaius, turned on his heals took three steps, and retched open the door in fury.

As the door slammed behind Uther, he stayed still for a moment to listen into Arthur's and Gaius conversation; he heard the sound of somebody sobbing, then he realized the sound was coming from his son. Uther felt sadness in his heart from that one, single sound; he had felt that pain only few times before, one of them being when his beloved, sweet wife had died.

"Curse that sorcerer; he will most surely suffer for blinding my son to the dangers of magic!" On that final note King Uther flicked his cloak and stalked out of the Physicians chambers.

AN- Well, how was it?

R&R, please? :D

Anyway, what was Arthur's nightmare about? let me know all of your ideas :)

AND HOW EPIC WAS MERLIN TONIGHT! I'm just gonna come right out and say it- Morgana's an evil bi**c h :P