Chapter 3 already! I'm surprised myself...me and my friend really are working overtime to get this out...and we're having so much fun! This should be illegal...

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DISCLAIMERS! Because this dumb ass forgot to do it for the first two chapters!

Me and and my friend do not own Merlin or Torchwood in any shape or form...because if we did...they would be one show...and an awesome one at that!

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Camelot

"I'm telling you! I blinked for a second and when I looked again she was gone!" Morgana was standing in front of a majorly peeved Uther, recounting what had happened just moments ago in her chambers.

"It was the light I tell you, because it was gone with Gwen afterwards!" Uther sighed heavily and rubbed the bridge of his nose impatiently.

"So you're telling me...that you have postponed the feast...to tell me that you think your maid had been kidnapped by a bright light," he lifted his head tiredly to look at Morgana, who had her hands clasped tightly in front of her chest.

"Yes, that is correct." Uther sighed again and looked Morgana dead in the eye. When he saw that she was deadly serious about her accusations he folded his hands over his lap and said firmly,

"I think you should go to bed Morgana. Do not worry about tonight's feast, you seem tired, no doubt it is because of your nightmares that you have lost sleep..." Morgana shook her head forcefully,

"I know it seems ridicules Sire...but I'm telling the truth, I'm not suffering from lack of sleep...Gwen has gone missing...and it's because of that light! I think that magic is involved," at the word 'magic' Uther froze up and looked sternly at Morgana.

"Now listen here...you may be my ward Morgana, but you will not sway my decision with the accusation of magic in my kingdom. And even if it was true and your maid has gone missing, there is nothing I can do for her...she is lost. Now return to your chambers." He got up from his throne and went to walk past Morgana but she reached out and held onto his arm.

"I'm not crazy...and i'll prove it to you somehow!" Uther sighed heavily again and gently took her hand from his arm,

"I'm sure you will, Morgana." And with that he walked out of the great hall, leaving Morgana to look hopelessly as he left.

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Arthur marched down to Gauis's chambers, as he had fallen on the ground he had hit his head and it was bleeding quite profusely. He cursed as he felt the blood start to seep through his already drenched fingers and began to take the steps two at time; but soon had to stop and lean against a wall, as his vision began to blur. He stumbled round the corner and thumped on the Gaius's door impatiently, but was soon able to sit down as the door swung open and Gaius quickly hurried him inside at the sight of blood. Gaius pressed a cold cloth against the gash at the back of Arthur's head and instructed him to hold it in place while he mixed a pain killer. Arthur looked over towards Merlin's room and saw that the door was open and the room empty.

"Has Merlin not come back yet?" he questioned Gaius,

"No, I haven't seen him since this morning, when you dragged him out of bed; sire." A small smile crept its way onto Gaius's face, but soon disappeared as he continued with his work.

"That little...I ordered him to come back here and get ready for the feast!" Arthur raged to himself, accidently putting pressure on his wound and wincing slightly in pain.

"I'm sure that he will be back soon sire, and when he does get back I will surely make sure to reprimand him for you," Arthur sat up straight in his chair again, after getting over the stinging pain in his head.

"No, don't bother, nothing ever gets through to Merlin's thick head anyway," the prince remarked, a little sadly. Gaius noticed this but said nothing, and soon he was finished with Arthur's treatment.

"Come back here tomorrow so that I can make sure it's not infected," Arthur nodded shortly and left, making a bee line for his stables, if Merlin had not returned yet it would be no doubt because he was sill mucking out his horses. Arthur felt a pang of guilt as he thought of all the work he had piled on Merlin's shoulders that day, but he shook it off, reminding himself that Merlin deserved it for getting up late.

As Arthur walked across the now empty courtyard, no doubt everyone was getting ready for the feast, something caught his eye. Lying across the ground was a bright red neck scarf. Arthur walked briskly over to it and scooped it from the ground, examining it; he came to the conclusion that it was indeed Merlin's. A spark of worry erupted somewhere deep in Arthur's stomach; Merlin always wore the scarf...always. In fact, Arthur had never recalled seeing him not wearing it ever since he had met him. What could have made him leave it lying here on the ground?

Arthur then reminded himself what an idiot Merlin was, and quickly concluded that it must have fallen from around his neck without him realising. Arthur shook his head and continued on towards the stables, pocketing the scarf; but unable to shake the strange feeling of dread which had settled upon him.

After Arthur had checked the stables and found that Merlin was in fact not there, he checked out Merlin's other usual hiding places. After finding that he was not there either, a frown set on his face, and he reluctantly marched off towards his room to get ready for the feast.

With Merlin not being there to dress him and arrange everything for him, it took the young prince longer than he thought it would to get ready, and by the time he got there, he had missed his father's speech and the 'party' was in full swing.

As he walked through the doors, he spotted Morgana standing in the corner of the great hall, looking miserable and dejected. This made his permanent frown turn into a lightly confused and worried one for a second, before turning back to the frown.

The party continued, Arthur was approached by his father and questioned as to why he was late. He answered that he just lost track of time and apologised, but couldn't quite figure out why he had covered up for Merlin's sudden disappearance. Arthur looked back over towards Morgana, who hadn't seemed to move all night; the same expression as the beginning of the feast still on her face. Arthur said goodbye to the other knights he was talking to and swiftly made his way across the hall to Morgana's side.

"What's wrong with your face? You've been here all night with the same look," Morgana looked down into her goblet, swishing the wine in it around a few times before answering,

"It doesn't matter; you wouldn't understand why I'm so upset about it anyway." Arthur leant backwards against the wall and crossed his arms across his chest,

"That's harsh Morgana, come on tell me, I might even be able to help." Morgana sighed heavily and turned to face him,

"It's Gwen...she's gone missing," Arthur's eyebrows rose and he tuned to lean on his side facing Morgana.

"Missing? Since when?"

"Since tonight..." Arthur shot a sceptical look in her direction and she sighed again.

"I saw her go missing..." again, another look was sent Morgana's way, "it's hard to explain...there we were, getting ready for the feast and the ground started to shake, and then there was this light...and Gwen went over to the window to look...but it was too bright and I had to shield my eyes...and when I looked back Gwen was gone," Morgana shook her head and let her arms flop to her sides ungracefully.

"I know it sounds stupid...but I think the light took her," Arthur's eyebrows returned to normal and his frown returned.

"As surprising as this may sound...i don't think it sounds that stupid. I felt the earth shake too...and I saw the light. It was heading towards me, in like...a beam or something. But I managed to jump out of the way and it hit my bed instead and it just disappeared." At this Morgana turned her head sharply to look Arthur in the eye and faced him fully.

"You have to come to the king with me! With you as proof of what happened, he won't think I'm imagining things!"

"He thought you were imagining things?" Morgana nodded quickly,

"Yes, apparently, no one else felt the ground shake and no one else saw any light," Arthur placed a thoughtful finger on his chin and sipped at his wine.

"I'm not sure; you know how stubborn father is..."

"But now we have proof! By the way...where's Merlin tonight? I haven't seen him, and he's usually always with you..." Morgana smile slyly, but Arthur missed it completely.

"I know, I'm not too sure where he is...I can't find him anywhere...I sent him to muck out the stables earlier and now he's gone...missing," he glanced sideways at Morgana, who's mouth was hanging open.

"You don't think..." Arthur raised one eyebrow at her remark and she continued, "That Merlin and Gwen have run off together do you?"

"What?! No! Merlin wouldn't run off with Gwen...would he?" Morgana shrugged and hid a smile as she saw the worry flash across Arthur's face.

"He better not have..." Arthur trailed off, and pouted slightly, making Morgana chuckle lightly,

"He might have gone missing too..." She tried, hoping to ease the painful look in Arthur's eyes,

"No, it would be too much of a coincidence...Merlin's probably just wondered off in a mood and...And...Fallen asleep somewhere!" Morgana raised her eyebrows and looked at Arthur. And although Arthur had disagreed with Morgana's theory, they then agreed that they would both speak to Uther the next morning.

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Gwen's face hurt. Her arms hurt, her legs hurt, everything hurt...and gosh did she know it. She crawled up from the ground, which she was lying face down on, and brushed the bits of dirt and random stones stuck to her face off. Groaning loudly she pushed herself into a sitting position and rubbed her hands over her face before looking around.

There were trees...lots of trees.

And bushes...lots of bushes, lots of bushes dotted among the many trees.

And there was a man...wait...a man?

Gwen got up immediately and scuttled over to the figure on the floor about a meter away from her, sprawled out on his front, much like Gwen was before she got up. As she neared the seemingly unconscious form, she recognised that it was her friend and colleague, Ianto. She breathed a sigh of relief and proceeded to wake him up, nudging his shoulder gently and calling out his name. Ianto groaned and pulled himself to all fours, looking up into the face of Gwen confused. She helped him to his feet, and his hand flew to his head, where a large, throbbing pain was settling in nicely.

"W...what happened?" asked a still slightly disorientated Gwen. She looked around more fully now that she was standing and noticed that they were in a large clearing. They seemed to be on top of a hill, and looking down Gwen could see what looked like a village.

"I don't know...the last thing I remember was the rift acting up and..." Gwen turns her head quickly to look at Ianto again when he suddenly stops talking. "We got hit by the light from the rift...and didn't you say that something was coming through and going out?" Gwen's face finally showed that she understood what Ianto was trying to say,

"Oh god...what are we gonna do? We don't even know where we are!" Ianto placed a comforting hand on Gwen's shoulder,

"Calm down, there's a village down there, we'll go down and ask around" Gwen nodded feebly and Ianto swung his arm around her arm comfortingly as they began their walk down the large hill leading towards 'god knows where'.

Well there we go! Hope you enjoyed! Reviews are still loved...but I am slowly running out of cookies...mostly because I am eating them XD