As Merlin slipped into the room, he flinched as something glass shattered against a wall.

"Arthur…"

His call was ignored as something else flew across the room.

"Arthur!"

The king stopped, the anger melting off his face and fading to pain as he saw his friend.

"She's gone."

Merlin sighed. "I know."

"I gave her everything."

Now the warlock nodded.

"She left anyway."

Merlin smiled softly. Silence invaded as he placed a hand on Arthur's shoulder. After a few moments, Merlin spoke again.

"Well… I'm here. And I'm not leaving… Just don't take up throwing things at my head again."

This is for Emmy. I promised her I'd write it (and give it this title). I was going for as un-cliche as possible, but...I know this is a popular theme. Let me know what you think.