I am so sorry that it has been so long since I updated, My computer crashed, and I lost my files, now it's broken and I have to use someone else's. But I will definitely try to update a lot more often from now on.

Arthur, after a few more easily eavesdropped conversations now knew what was going on with his state. He knew that his only, very slim, chance, was for Merlin to return and awaken him by magic. He was both comforted and very frightened by this. He now knew just how competent Merlin was, but he couldn't help feeling rather odd putting so much faith into him. As he pondered over his mixed feelings he felt a familiar pull at the pit of his stomach and he was suddenly back in the long hallway.

Approaching very slowly Balinor stopped feet away from the blocked entrance to the bridge, the great phoenix's eyes never leaving him. As he stopped the bird's tail ignited into a brilliant blue flame. At this Balinor bowed revealing a very perplexed looking Merlin. As the phoenix saw him the flames went out and he sailed down, landing right in front of Merlin, bowing.

"Emrys, it is truly a great honor." He spoke as he rose. "Never did I expect to see you entering the realm so soon, but then it must be important?"

"Emrys? Who's Em..."

"SILENCE!" The phoenix demanded his feathers flashing. "Show respect."

"Uh..." Merlin managed, still perplexed, but now confused as well.

"Should I rid you of this nuisance Sir?" The great bird spoke again.

"Ah. What? No! Uh... That will not be necessary, He is my father and we are here on a bit of a mission." Merlin replied nervously.

"Forgive me, Both of you. I am unused to visitors let alone any beings as powerful as yourself."

"Ah. Well. Uh... That is no problem, will it be possible for us to cross?"

"Of course Sir, you are most welcomed into the realm. However, be warned, not all are so eager to meet you. Some think it a travesty to bow to a mortal, but some have not seen what you will become."

"Oh, um, Thanks." Merlin laughed nervously as he entered the bridge, Balinor still forced silent following closely.

"Why the bloody hell did that bird call you Emrys? And treat you as some kind of royalty?" Balinor finally asked feeling the freedom to speak again.

"Oh, yes. About that..." And Merlin began to explain what he had learned from the druids of his identity.

As they walked Merlin could feel the immense change as they crossed the fog, the amount of magic making his head spin. As the came out on the other side both he and balinor could not hold in their gasps. They were now surrounded by a great forest, with luminescent trees and flowers. As they walked forward, the flowers all rose at once flying into the air. The flowers as it turned out were actually a clan of faeries. At the sight of Merlin they began swirling around him sprinkling him with their magic in respect. They followed him for a while wishing him luck, and giving him gifts of flowers, coins, and a small bag of faerie dust from the leader, before they returned to their meadow and Merlin and Balinor stopped to make camp for the night.

This time Arthur feels different, he knows that he can open the door in front of him, and that he has to get through it as soon as possible, but he's hesitant. He half wants to find the window and go back to Merlin, but he knows that whatever is behind the door is very important.

He pushes it open slowly and then finds himself at the foot of a bed. His father sleeping, and it must be now because it is not his room at the castle. As Arthur wonders why the door led him to his father he hears something behind him, someone is in the room with his father. The shadowy figure moving slowly closer to Uther. Then Arthur sees the blade in his hand. He tries to stop the man, but passes through him, and his father cannot hear his warnings, so all Arthur can do is stand by and listen to the muffled screams as his father is murdered in his sleep.

Arthur screams and pleads for it to be a sick hallucination, but he knows it not to be true, he knows that his father has been killed and he was only a helpless witness. As he is crying out for help, his mind flashes to Merlin, and suddenly he is in what he thinks is a forest. Some of the trees are actually glowing and he feels something warm and he gets shivers, which is weird because he hasn't been able to feel anything physically being out of his body. He thought it over for a second before seeing the fire a few yards away.

As he approached he knew exactly who would be around that fire, and he couldn't help but feel relieved, after what he'd just seen the only person he wanted to see was Merlin. He knew it wouldn't be like usual, Merlin saying something idiotic to make him feel better, but he also knew just being near Merlin would make him feel better. As he got closer to Merlin he felt the warmth again and he knew it was coming from him, so he got down and laid facing him and closed his eyes basking in the warmth.

Walking through the forest, Merlin was collecting berries for his mother. As he was going to turn around and head back home, he heard a scream. He thought it sounded familiar but he couldn't tell. As he heard another scream he dropped the collected fruit and rand further into the trees following the sound of the scream. As he got deeper he started hearing sobbing, and the same familiar voice pleading for help.

He could smell the scent of fresh spice and clean linen, which surprisingly put a smile on his face in the dire situation. As he rounded a tree he saw a young boy kneeling in front of a body. As the boy noticed him he ran to Merlin and pleaded for help. As Merlin approached the body he recognized him immediately as Uther Pendragon.

He didn't know whether to feel relieved or utterly confused. What was Uther doing outside of Ealdor, and who was the boy? As Merlin turned around the boy was gone and the was a man with his back to Merlin. He could tell from behind that it was Arthur and now he felt a dull ache in his chest. He did wonder where the boy had gone, but now he only worried about Arthur. He tried to talk to him, but Arthur just stood there and Merlin could hear him sobbing. He put his hand on Arthur's shoulder and he could feel his magic beginning to stir inside him. Arthur turned around and looked into Merlin's eyes, tears still falling from his own. Merlin reached his hand up and placed it on Arthur's cheek, his magic drying the tears and bringing color back to his face.

As they Stared into each other's eyes Merlin felt the all too familiar urge to close the distance, but he didn't want to do anything to jeopardize their friendship, so he decided to just try comforting him.

"It'll be alright, I promise." He spoke calmly.

Arthur smiled and nodded and started leaning into Merlin.

Arthur had opened his eyes at the sound of Merlin's voice and when he saw that Merlin was still sleeping he realized that it had just been a coincidence. Although for a moment he thought maybe Merlin knew he was there.

Merlin woke up with a bit of a start and was surprised to see the fire still going, but he quickly attributed that to the fact that his magic was stirring around the campsite, it must have actually been aroused by his dream. He silently scolded himself for his lack of control, but within seconds he was back to thinking about his dream and wondering what had brought it on, although he was pretty sure his strong Arthur related feelings could have something to do with it.

"I can't believe this has happened." Morgana said, a bit of remorse in her voice, but she was actually glad for the news. Yes Uther had raised her and she loved him like a father, but in the recent years he had become crazed and the man she idolized had faded away. She would grieve, but she truly felt that it was his time to go.

"You realize, this may make you permanent queen of Camelot?" Gwen asked her cautiously.

"Yes, at first, when I had to take this post I was afraid, but the people have taken well to me, and now with Uther gone I can make the changes that this land needs to see."

"Ah, well I am glad to see you so confident miss."

"Thank you Gwen. You know I could never have made it this far without the support from both Gaius and you." She replied sweetly.

"I'll always be here for you." Gwen stated before leaving to perform her duties.

Not too long after Gwen left, Gaius arrived to bring Morgana a draught for her nerves, and to discuss her plans, as Queen.

Gaius was in a very strange place, he and Uther had been great friends in their youth, and even so in recent times Uther would come to Gaius for many things involving decisions for the kingdom. Gaius had been severely disappointed in the stance Uther had taken against magic, and the lengths he was willing to go to in his quest to rid the kingdom of it. He may not have thought Uther deserved to be king any longer, but he would never have wished death upon him. He couldn't change what was, and he wasn't going to spend to much time thinking about it, Uther had brought about his own demise and Gaius knew that the land was going to see a new light under Morgana'a rule. He had complete faith in her.

"So Morgana, how are you feeling today?" He asked as she accepted the potion vial.

"Fine, at least as fine as I can under the circumstances." She replied thoughtfully. "What about you Gaius? How are you?"

"Good good, I've done my grieving, but it's time for us to talk business."

"Yes, I suppose you're right."

Morgana and Gaius spent a few hours discussing the future of Camelot, Morgana's plans to abolish the laws against Magic, the current War going on, and just her general rule as queen. Talking to her, Gaius realized just how competent and ready Morgana was to be queen.

Arthur now back inside the hallway after the incident with Merlin, was beginning to notice changes. Some of the doors were unlocking, although he was terrified of what was behind them. After watching his father die, he couldn't bring himself to risk seeing something else horrible. He also noticed that he couldn't leave for very long without being pulled right back in, unless he was with Merlin he found he could fight the pull as long as Merlin was near. So he decided to go check on Merlin.

Merlin and Balinor were walking through the strange forest, Merlin with a concerned look on his face. He'd been thinking about Arthur all day and he was worried, he figured checking in on him couldn't hurt. He found a small puddle and held his hand out, after a flash of his eyes an image appeared in the water. Arthur lying on his bed, asleep. Merlin couldn't help but let out a laugh at the site.

"To think, I was worried about him, and the Prat is sleeping sound." Merlin remarked

Arthur stood there both confused and hopeful that the puddle would show him there next to Merlin, and just as the image faded Merlin was looking at him, through the puddle as if at his reflection. A dumbfounded look on his face Merlin jerked up, only to be met by no one and glancing back at the puddle he saw nothing, chalking it up to wishful thinking and a trick of the light he moved on only slightly satisfied at seeing that Arthur was okay.

He saw me! I know he did, there is no other explanation for it, Arthur thought as he followed closely behind Merlin. He was still confused on why Merlin had checked in on him and what they were doing in such a strange place, but he was happy to see that some progress had been made toward this whole coma thing being fixed. He just had to figure out how to get Merlin to see him, although he wasn't sure if it was because he was concentrating on it, or because of the spell Merlin had done. He only had one way to find out, and that was to try again.

He wasn't sure what he had just seen, one second he was looking at Arthur sleeping in his bed and the next he saw Arthur's reflection clear as day in the puddle. It had to be his mind playing tricks on him he thought, there was no one next to him. He had to of imagined it and his magic made it seem real. Yes, of course that had to be it. Merlin kept going over the situation in his head absently following Balinor to where ever it was that they were heading, for that matter... "Do you know where we are going?" he asked suddenly.

"Not exactly, but I can feel the dragons... well at least one dragon. If you concentrate you should be able to sense it too."

"Hm, Oh I see." And surely enough as Merlin began concentrating he could feel a pull in the direction they were going. Almost like a rope tied to his waist pulling him in the right direction. "Wow, that's amazing. I never knew we could do that."

"There is plenty you still do not know about Dragonlord Magic my boy."

"Well good thing I have such a great teacher." Merlin replied jokingly. In truth Balinor was still very used to being alone and hadn't taught Merlin very much at all unless Merlin questioned something he did or happened to ask the right question.

"Hmph. I learned most of it on my own, it just takes imagination." Balinor offered back unamused.

"Ah. Well then."

They went back to the silent trip walking for hours, Balinor intensely focused on the Dragon and Merlin lost in thoughts about Arthur. Merlin was so lost in a particular thought of Arthur in a bath, that he didn't notice Balinor stop and he walked straight into him knocking himself back, and onto the ground.

"Why have we st..." Merlin didn't get to finish his sentence because Balinor had magically sealed his mouth and was pointing ahead. Once merlin looked he realized that just yards in front of them was a creature he never thought he would ever see again... not that he would ever want to. There in a clearing Was a Troll, much like the one Uther had almost married, but larger and if possible much more disgusting. Now They didn't know whether it would be friendly toward them or not, and neither of them wanted to take the time to find out, so they decided to back track and go around it. But before they could even turn around Merlin felt something hard hit him in the head, and then the world went dark.

Arthur saw the trolls take Merlin and Balinor away, and he followed... helplessly. Once they reached the cave that was undoubtedly the home for the trolls Arthur was more than glad that he couldn't smell anything in his astral form. Merlin and balinor were chained to the wall and the the trolls left. Arthur went straight to Merlin to check that he was still breathing and when he reached out to try touching Merlin he felt a tug, much like when he was pulled into the hallway, but this felt different. He was being pulled into Merlin. Before he could do anything to stop it he was in Ealdor.

Thanks so much for reading! Like I said I will try to update at least once a week from now on. Comments, Questions, Critiques always welcome.