Last chapter!

Arthur watch Merlin as he lay in the hammock on The Black Peal. He had been told that Merlin was going to be perfectly fine, but he still couldn't help but blame Jack for this. Didn't the man ever care for Merlin's life? He showed little love when they had found him and Morgana, and this very moment with Arthur with him, Jack was getting drunk on rum. Was rum really more important than Merlin?

"Of course rum is more important than Merlin you prat!" Jack said walking over and sitting down by Merlin, a way away from Arthur, sensing his eyes shooting daggers at him. Jack took a swing of his drink. "So, I've come to understand that you don't like me much?"

"Do you care for Merlin at all, because recently you haven't been showing it much," Arthur said turning to face Jack. Rolling his eyes the pirate leaned forward.

"Family love isn't a pirate thing. Compared to most pirates I show most affection towards me nephew here," he said gesturing to Merlin. "Merlin isn't strong, he is – part from miracle moments – an idiot and very dumb, for a pirate he is far too kind and hates rum. Most other pirates would have whipped him – literally – into shape and he would just be someone else. However, I haven't and shall I tell you why Arthur Pendragon?" he asked, his face an inch from Arthur's now, his eyes burying into Arthur's.

"Why?" the Prince asked.

"Because he's plain brilliant the way he is, and myself and many others, wouldn't change a thing about that. He's Merlin to you and Dead Man Merlin to us, and no one's gonna change that, not now, not ever."

"You're talking too much," Merlin mumbled from his bed. Jack and Arthur both jumped slightly, unaware that Merlin had been awake. "Go drink some of your rum," Merlin said, sitting up. Jack held up the rum bottle.

"Already have," he said, a smile widening across his face. Merlin smiled back and Arthur smiled at how their relationship... However odd it may be.

Suddenly, Morgana came running down.

"Mr Gibbs isn't dead!" she said before seeing Merlin. "Merlin!" she said and rushed over to put her arms round him. Merlin returned the hug.

"Mr Gibbs isn't dead?" chorused Jack and Arthur confused. Morgana nodded.

"Yes," she turned to Merlin. "The dog that was with us had a metal band round its arm and looking in pain. I took it off for him and it turned into Mr Gibbs. Apparently, he put it on at King's Resting Place; the treasure must have been enchanted." Morgana explained. Still confused as to how the man was alive, Jack and Arthur both nodded. Jack clapped his hands.

"Well, we should be back in Camelot within a couple of days... What we going to do until then?" he asked, obviously looking or adventure.

"Let's make Morgana and Arthur pirates!" Merlin exclaimed joyfully. Jack nodded.

"Brilliant, it'll great fun! What should you two be called?"

"Arthur should be King of the Prats!" Merlin said cheekily. Arthur shot him a glare.

"I'll make you truly dead soon Dead Man Merlin," Arthur said. Merlin smiled widely back at him.

"Lady Morgana, "Jack mumbled thinking. "Mighty Morgana?" Jack said and Morgana smiled, obviously liking the name.

"And me?" Arthur said, hoping for nothing like what Merlin suggested.

"Prince Arthur... Arrogant Arthur? No... Outrageous Arthur!" Jack said happily.

"No way."

"I like it!" Morgana said.

"Me too!" Merlin voted happily.

"No!"

"It's settled!"

"NO!"

Laughing at Arthur, they sailed towards Camelot.

No one ask for another sequel, because I AM NOT DOING ONE. The story ends here people.

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