Morgana stood before her enchanted mirror, a curl of hair twisting around her slender fingers, a dreamy expression coating her peridot green eyes. Her red mouth opened slightly as she giggled softly. She dreamed of the heaviness of her gleaming crown adorning her with rubies and emeralds as Camelot bowed before her..

"You can't drive a cart without a goat."

"Shut up," Morgana spat. "You know nothing."

"I know that you aren't a good planner. You missed the obvious. You haven't done anything to ensure your place on the throne. Yet, I'm just a mirror, a beautiful mirror, but just an object."

Morgana raised a hand to smack across the mirror. She jumped back in horror as she viewed her image. She saw cold hatred, envy, jealousy, betrayal , and disappointment marring her eyes. Her red lips trembling, her fingers twisted like claws, dark strands of hair falling around her face. She was surprised by her appearance. Morgana stared in horror at herself.

"It's you, my dear. Surprised by the changes?"

"You are distorting my image! I don't look like that person in you."

"Well, this what you look like on the inside," the mirror retorted sharply.

Morgana 's hand fell limply to her sides. Her reflection was gray, lifeless, and dead. Her green eyes a deep slate gray. Her teeth decaying with large brown spots. Heavy creases carved her face like tree rings. Her hands resembled snake skin. Her hair as white as a spider web. Morgana ran a hand over her face. Her eyes filled with fear and loathing.

"This is the path that you chose. Think, now, Morgana, do you want this. You can blame Morgause, she made you attack Gwen. Start.. again, change your choices. You have time."

Morgana shut eyes tightly. "Make it go away."

"You make it go away."

"This nothing, but a cheap magic trick. You're trying to lure from my destiny.

"No, I was you. Now, look at me trapped in a mirror." The mirror 's image faded

away. "I tried to help you. You can't even help yourself. Enjoy a life of misery."

"Mirror," Morgana whined. The mirror felt cool under Morgana's fingertips. She wondered if she was making the right choice. Could she live as that horrible sunken creature? Was her soul dammed?

Why in the world is Mary Hood doing walking to my house, Gwen wondered. Her blonde hair gleamed under her heavy red velvet cloak. She had a bouncy spring to her step. I wonder if my child will be feisty like Mary. Gwen's eyes widened in surprised. Goodness, I'm not married to Arthur. I'm dreaming of being a mother to his children.

Her baby made cooing noises in his sleeping. Gwen ran a loving hand across his scaly little boy. Gwen was so sleepy and tired. She was dead on her felt as she longed for a nap. Bob slept all day and was up all night. He coughed and burped fire. She needed to replace her curtains. His claws scratched her floor. He ate mountainous amounts of food. Yet, he licked her face as he murmured, "Mother" in her ear. He snuggled in her lap when he was sleepy. He followed Gwen everywhere; she went unless he was asleep. Bob was a perfect baby and Gwen adored him with her entire heart. How could she ever explain him to Arthur? How could she explain to anyone that she was the proud mother of 12 pound baby dragon?

Gwen softly touched Bob's nose as he laid sleeping in her laundry basket. She need to buy him a new bed. His little feet curled over the edge. He was sweet as he cuddled with his blanket.

"Gwen, you're going to make a good mother."

Gwen turned her head slightly and smiled at Mary. "Good afternoon, Mary. How are you?"

"I'm just peachy."

Gwen wondered about Mary's family. The little girl spent so much time away from them and roamed around the countryside. Yet, she was well fed and cleaned. Her blue eye full of mischief. Goodness, she reminded her of Arthur.

"Gwen, I'm thirsty. Can I please have a drink of milk?"

"Of course." Gwen hurried to our Mary a drink.

"Bring biscuits."

Mary watched Gwen fiddling with things in her tiny kitchen. Gently, Mary shook Bob's basket until he opened his scaly eyes. Deep blue eyes fill with fear as Bob spotted an unfamiliar human.

"You're a dragon. Not a human. I should be afraid of you, little one. Something dark is coming. You must protect Gwen."

Bob gave Mary a strange look as he thought over her words. "Ah, your mother. You must protect your mother. I will show you sent people and animals that are on the side of good. Let them in." Mary placed a hand on Bob's head. She shifted images of Arthur, Merlin, Gawain, Gauis, Hunith, Kilgharrah, and Elyan into his developing mind. These are safe people. They mean to Mother harm. Anyone else blow fire on them."

Bob showed Mary a mouth full of sharp little teeth. "You do understand. Just wait until Arthur sees you."

A/N: I went to a Science class over the summer. Some animals from eggs, need a mother figure. The first thing that they see is "Mother". So Gwen doesn't hare DAN with Bob, but she's mama. Arthur won't be thrilled. Lancelot could be her baby daddy, instead of Kilgharrah. Coming up, Morgause goes to see Gwen and meets Bob. Morgana makes an indecent ( mostly yucky) proposal to Uther, and Arthur gets a sword. Just a short chapter to move along the story. Bob is named BOB for a reason. You have to wait for Kilgharrah to return for "his" baby.