AN-Well here we go . It's about 10 o'clock but... yeah. So I think this will be 5 chapters as I've actually planned. NOOOO! Yeah. So. I managed to to a bit of Morgana here, I wasn't planning on doing her POV but it kinda ended up that way. It also ended up longer, MWAHAHAHAHAAA! This started really hard to write, but I wanted to write it so badly. Luckily, in the end, it became easier as it went along.

A huge thanks to kissfromarose2 and La La Looney for a reveiw and favourates. It truly is amazing to think that someone really reads this.

I don't own Merlin

Merlin gasped and clumsily rolled off his bed. The witches face had now turned to horror as she now ran for the door. Merlin regained his senses.

"Wait, Morgana!"

But she didn't stop.

Merlin tried to follow her, but he was still dazed and staggered to the door.

Gaius stirred in his sleep. Should Merlin go? He didn't have time to write a note. Ah well, Merlin had gone missing plenty of times before, usually on a mission to save Arthur, Camelot and/or Albion. So Merlin followed.

When he reached the courtyard, he looked around blinking. He had been too slow. He turned back in to bed, confused.

The next night, she returned.

And he was ready.

And he followed.

Morgana came back to her disgusting home, if you could call it that. It was more of a hovel, and that was being nice.

She sighed.

Last night, he had caught her. She escaped, and hopefully he would think it was just a dream. A nightmare. Did Merlin get nightmares? He was so cheerful.

That word echoed in her head.

Hope.

When he looked at her, she did not see hatred, which was what she expected. Which she dreaded.

She saw merely confusion.

Morgana grunted. It was fairly logical she supposed. She had given him good reason to believe that she hated him. Why shouldn't he think that? after all she had tried to kill him on multiple occasions. And yet he had woken up to her in his room. If he knew that it wasn't a dream he would think it a plot. Alright.

Her mind turned again to the expression bearing no didn't he hate her? Well she had no proof that he didn't an-

"Morgana"

That familiar voice.

That she lov-

No.

Because it couldn't be him.

It couldn't.

He had no reason to be here.

Unless she had been caught again.

She swore under her breath.

Of course she'd been caught.

Merlin wasn't that stupid.

Nomatter how hard he pretended.

And now what would she say.

Yay thank you and I hope you enjoyed it. To find out whether you did enjoy it I must read your wonderful revews that shall soon come into existness I'm sure. :3